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Tuesday, June 9, 200912:43 PM
My conscience is killing me again.

I know I shouldn't be thinking too much before I sleep but I tend to reflect alot on what I've done at that time.

You know the whole cliche thing about the mini angel and devil on your shoulders, whispering in your ear?
Yeah, it was like that for me, except, it was all in my head.

The devil was saying: Hey, can't you be a little more hard headed and not care about the dude's feelings? It's not like he cared about yours anyway. Don't feel bad about what you said. It's nothing.

On the other hand,

The angel was saying: By saying those things you have degraded yourself and it made you a bitchy girl. Why did you say such things? You should've never said it, because now you would be just like him.

Needless to say, the angel won me over.
And I am now feeling bad over what I posted on Saturday about some guy in my class.
No matter what he did and said, I should forgive and forget.
No one on earth is perfect and I guess we should accept people for who they are.
I should practise this more often: to hold my tongue before complaining about others because I know I have attributes which annoys others too.

It's just that, most of the time, knowingly or unknowingly, we want others to be like us..people whom we label as a "normal person". But the thing is, everyone is different in their own unique way.
Just because they are different from us, we would think it is bad and we would start gossiping about that person, etc etc.

Take for example some girl in my college who wears lollita clothes (sometimes she would even bring props which matches her outfit) to college.
When she passes, all the guys go "OMG" in a bad way. Some even looks in disgust.
I admit, I've laughed because it looks funny. I've never seen people wearing such clothes to college before. But, I also admire her for her guts. She isn't afraid of what people may think of her...and she's doing what she likes to do. It is something so unique(or technically, most people would say is it "weird"), yet, she is brave enough to stand for what she likes. I think it is very admirable of her.

Personally, I hate what the society has done in forming the "types" of cliques.
There's the nerds, the cools, the weirdos, the emos, the punks, the rebels etc etc.

Basically, what I really want to say is that..
we should always try to accomodate (I'm also telling this to myself) instead of whining about others.


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