A Fool's Tears

Ordered pizza home for dinner, camwhored, and planning to start on my Chinese holiday assignments tomorrow. Had a crazy mood swing today, I don't know why. Texted David, then we both went to do Maths. Msn-ing Hafriz now, he's asking me to help me update his blog. Heh, http://hafriztheboy.blogspot.com. Typical Baka [:

Sometimes, it's not why, but who. Sometimes, we cry not because of Love, but because of friends. Sometimes, when people say they're okay, never believe. Sometimes, when people say they don't care, they actually do very much. Sometimes, people say things that they were not meant. Sometimes, misunderstandings occurs when words are spoken. Inferiority, it's what causes jealousy. Jealousy, is what causes hatred. Hatred, is what causes tears. It's better to cry, than to bottle up our feelings. But it really hurts and tears people apart, when they realised, no matter how much tears they had shed, nobody realises, and cares. Do not expect people to read our minds, because, sometimes, we don't even understand ourselves. We can't even find our identity, what's the point of living then? We try to be like others, attracting attention, trying to be pretty, outstanding, but ask yourself. Is that what you really want? Of course, it's easier said than done. But we have to try. We're special, unique, and there will never be another "you" Just accept people for who they are. So what if they're dumb and ugly? Did they wanted things these ways? Come on, people are not judged according to they're looks, figure or anything. They are judged by something that cannot be seen by the naked eye. If you don't want people to judge you, don't do it to others.

Even the strongest person on Earth, would break down one day. If it was not you, I could still understand. However, I was proven wrong about you. You were just like them, judging people, choosing only "Up to standard" people to be your friend, but have you considered about her feelings? How would you feel if you were in her shoes? Sure, you have all the popularity, but does that matters more than your friend's feelings? The tears she shed for you, couldn't you feel it at all? Don't you feel guilty? I don't understand people, well, at least some.

Inferiority, it kills.