Something I read off a classmate's blog. Just a couple of thoughts that have also been swimming around my head the last couple of weeks:

"[..]friends always take on the defensive role for their own friends, even if their friends are the most cruel bitches in the world wide web. nothing surprising because true friends are expected to side with their own friends, so all the more i see the truth and meaning in being unaffected by normality.

however, i always thought that its not about siding one another no matter what that makes two people true friends. its also about honestly enlightening the other person on his/her cruelty so that he/she could learn to be a better person.

why would one want to have a friend who simply agrees on everything whether or not one is right or wrong? how moral-less this world is, eh? and i'd rather have a robot for a friend then. yeap, that's how boring, and mundane it is.

i choose to live by this:
those who are hated by some, are loved by others. =)

perhaps one should be glad to be hated, if one ever really is :) because the opposite of love is indifference. the fact that someone still cares enough to hate a person shows that he/she still showers some feelings on the "hated one". sweet!

anyway, everyone has a past that haunts them. but what matters is how they live each and every 'today'. for those who are trying with all their might to bring me back to where my sorrow (or maybe just try to put me down) was only shows that they are one-sided sadists who, unfortunately, live with the ability to see things from another's point of view. perhaps they never learnt the phrase of "put yourself in the shoes of others".

sometimes, i tend to look back and relocate my own faults, as well as others'. it has done me no good, as that only serves to ruin the way i feel now. but then again, it helps me to think and realise how happy i actually am now.

its amazing how things have changed. and its also amazing how some things never do.

but regret was never on my mind. and should never be. because its pointless.

emotional pain reminds me of a doggie walking along a newly-cemented path. paw-prints are left for years and years down the road, never leaving, never fading. the paw of the dog is the thing that inflicts the "pain", thus leaving a scar on the path that never goes away, ever."