dated cherie out to mug today.
instead, the both of us ended up chatting more.
i'm really glad that i've held on to hockey, else i wouldnt meet people like her and realise that i'm actually not alone, that there are still people with the same frequency out there. (:
it's unavoidable, politics are everywhere.
everyone wants to climb up that ladder and some would use really nasty means.
along the way, you may meet someone who is truly sincere in extending their helping hand to pull you up or you may meet people who would only pull you up when they know that you can be of use to them on the ladder later.
( read: they know they dont have the ability to continue the whole climb on their own and need you to aid them in staying on the top of the ladder. This is the sole reason why they are pulling you up the ladder along with them.)
OR if u're downright unlucky, u'd meet people who'd step on your hands so that u'd fall off from the ladder and not fight for space with them.
makes me wonder, what definition would they give if you ask them to define friends.
i enjoy dmc, i do.
but sad to say, i dont enjoy the company of the people- they are either results of image concious.
60% of the yellow skin (dmc) population will look at you in disgust if you converese in chinese and decide that you're just not their type of friend.
fair enough, it's a english speaking course but dont forget your skin colour.
the rest of the population?
i'm afraid they are too busy stepping on hands or piling on so-called brands and trends on themselves everyday.
i really hope that this is just my little pessimistic view of the world.
but apparently, it's not.
i've heard of worse cases from friends and i've seen how people flock to OR abandon me when i'm of use OR of no use in their projects AND/OR academic matters respectively.
i hold nothing personal against them.
Instead, i thank them for showing their true colours and allowing me to know who i can place my trust on and who i can be loyal to/for.
but i'm also happy and proud to say that in my 1yr++ of poly life, i've gained friends whom i can really call darlings and borrow eyes and shoulders from when i need them.
thanks for making my stay in sp memorable, my dears. ( you know who you are.)
life is not just about books and looks.
there's so much more to it.
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