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Tuesday, November 24, 2009

Sometimes, i forgot the real purpose of a blog anymore.
Everyone is making it so commercialise.
Not like a platform to voice out personal opinions and thoughts anymore
but many i known to get themselves in the limelight.
Maybe i shouldnt be tired of them trying so hard, i dont have the rights
to judge anyone.
Well, you probably had guessed that its gonna be some deflaming entry,
but you are wrong.
Im just not feeling right today.
Have you ever wonder, what kinda audiences reads your blog?
For what purpose?
Are they truely the ones that are really concern for you?
Dont be surprise that some of your most regular readers starts
judging or deflaming you when you are at the odds.
Dont expect your regular readers to stand on your side.
Many would definitely want to join in the fun of pullin you down!

Human beings are ironic creatures.
i often remind myself not to be judgemental but often still makes that mistake.
You would often hear ppl telling you not to be judgemental as well, but do they know
that by saying that to you theres a certain level of judging done?

I duno what im talking about, been having on n off fever n pain days recently.
Today is one of it and im feeling very blue and tired.

i've read the newspaper recently.
Seems like there are an increasing rate of young teens committing sucide.
A foolish solution or not, i wouldnt know and i wouldnt wanna judge.
To think about it, how many have the courage of inviting
the death into your lives?

How many fears death?
Well, i do. Thats why the sucide thoughts never gets to me.
Which isnt a good thing, sometimes i feel surviving in this world seems meaningless, tiring and extrememly lonesome.

I had a fren, newly wedds, went for their honeymoon in Korea.
In the mid of skiing, my fren fell and injured her spine.
Bound to the wheelchair for the rest of her lives.
Her husband left her within a year.
So much of a true love huh?
I wish she could have rather had fall and die on the spot.
Then to bear this amount of emotional torture, whos there
for her? Who would wanna be there for her?
Had God forsaken her?
Does she still have the strength to carry on with life that God
has planned for her?

If this happens to me, i would have attempted sucide.
The fear of going on with lives is so strong, that death itself is no longer scary.
Unless, i manage to find a great motivation to erase this fear, this pain
in time, before inviting the death.

The next you passes remarks such as:" what a coward, no courage to face
your own problems" to a sucide victim.
I hope you think twice and pray hard that such
overwhelming feelings like this, dont ever come to you.

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