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ELAINE;
I ♥ God, Raffles Netball (Batch '11) and my friends to the max!

Screams
Friday, December 26, 2008
You know, (okay i guess you don't know)
I feel so compelled to just bitch. About a particular person. I know the following statements are probably just made in a moment of raging anger, and I may (or may not) regret whatever I am going to write, but I feel that that person must know that whatever her actions are have caused hurt to a lot of people.

Someone who dumps her 'ex-boyfriend' because he refused to read a book doesn't deserve his love. Someone who dumped another of her 'ex-boyfriends' because he refused to let her read his sms inbox in order to protect his friends' privacy doesn't deserve his love. Someone who steals her (ex) bestfriend's close friends by all means, and does despicable things to hurt her bestfriend's feelings, does not deserve her love.Someone who only remains as friends with her bestfriend just so as to gain advantage and popularity through her bestfriend doesn't deserve her friendship. Someone who doesn't appreciate others' love for her, doesn't deserve to be loved.

Someone who doesn't know how to love others properly doesn't deserve to be loved and doesn't have the right to criticize others of not knowing how to love.

Someone who made mistakes but doesn't own up to it doesn't deserve to be forgiven.

You don't deserve anything, unless you learn to see what others have done for you.
You don't deserve to be loved, unless you stop hurting everyone who loves you.
Stop pretending to be innocent and weak, stop making everyone care for you, before brushing them aside ruthlessly, as though they're the unwanted, accumulating dust.

I know, nobody is perfect, but at least most people try to be good.
No matter how imperfect a person is, that person tries the best she can. She tries to love, she tries to be loved, she tries to be better. Not perfect, but better.
No one can have everyone liking them in life, but at least they don't make everyone detest them. They don't hurt everyone who genuinely cares for them.
You? I don't see anything from you. You're like a soldier wearing your enemy's mask; clad in your enemy's armors, slashing and killing those from your own troop.

Remove that mask of yours, and look around you. You are lucky to have people who care for you no matter what you've done; lucky to have who you have with you.
You're just not lucky enough to know how to appreciate their presence, their caring, their love.

You may not read my blog, but one day, if you ever chance upon this post, please just take note of what I've written. I do not hate you, I just want you to stop hurting those around you. I do not know you very well, but the people you've hurt happened to be my friends; those whom I love very much. So please, just spare a thought for them.

My words may mean nothing to you. You may not like what I have written. I don't like what I have written either. I'm not good with words, most people know this. But I hope you understand what I'm trying to tell you.

;
Oh shit, I bitched again :/ Worse thing is, I don't really make much sense. Oh wells.
But seriously, I'm a in such a bad mood now. Plus my flu isn't making it ANY better at all.
I think I'm jinxed, like seriously. A few days before I had flu (the previous time), I was telling someone about how I haven't gotten flu in 2 years. Then I had flu.

This time, I wanted to drink my mom's water 'cuz I was seriously, seriously dying from thirst. Before I drank from my mom's bottle, she was like "Eh don't drink! I have flu."
Then I said something like "Aiya. Flu won't spread so easily lah."
Then I drank.
AND NOW I'M DOWN WITH FLU.
=.=
):

Okay, I shall end on a lighter note!
Thanks to all those who wished me Merry Christmas: MERRY CHRISTMAS TOOOO <3 And thanks to all those who mailed me christmas cards! They're really pretty (:


GOOD 27th DECEMBER ! hahaha.

May the light be passed on to you (: