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you know, sometimes i think the world is a really messed up place. and its really all because of us, the people on earth.

cos i think none of us can really communicate all our thoughts and feelings properly to other people. actions don't always reflect how you really feel, or how you are really like, but actions are the only thing people see. and there are not enough people patient enough to listen to everyone's innermost thoughts.

i dont think anyone in this world is essentially bad or wrong. everyone does things for a reason. even an insane person has reasons for doing certain things, although they may not agree with the norms that society calls 'sanity'. but if you waited long enough for a full explanation, i believe you will understand why a person does each action, even a crime, although you may not agree with the reason. but you will understand why the person did it, if only you stay long enough to listen.

i dont know if others have experienced this before, but i have experienced several instances where i realise that my action may be disagreeable to others... and each time my mind would naturally form a reason for it, but no one ever asks. and all i get is their disapproval.

sometimes i think about when someone just needs another person to listen to them, and what if that listening ear is really not that far away? but you dont know that the person is someone who would listen. maybe you barely even know the person, but he or she may be exactly who you need. but you wont know it of course, because no one goes around to everyone they meet saying that they will listen to any problem.

ok fine, so such people exist. but they are called counsellors and few people actually go to see them willingly, i think.

anyway, what i mean is that. its hard to make your true self known to others. cos sometimes you do stupid things unintentionally or sometimes you have a part of yourself you dont really want to show. so what are you supposed to do, when everyone expects to know you just from your actions and words?

(the answer is easy. just set up a blog for people to read.)

(j/k. that question is actually rhetorical (sp?)...)

anyway, this is kind of anti-climax and i feel like bashing myself for ending it like this but i kind of forgot where i was going so will have to stop here. this blog post is the product of reading too many murder mysteries and other people's blogs.

2006-11-27, 4:52 p.m..
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