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15 Feb 2009
1:35 am

life sucks. that makes me wanna return to this old blog with old memories and things i wanna let out of my system.

i guess i've not been sensitive enough in my entire life, though the fact that it took me so long to realise that it was a fault of no one but my own that drove me to feel so, ARGH.

these two incidents drove me to feel this way:

1. in camp, i just suan-ed mun kidd that he sang out of tune and kinda got him to feel very down. i mean, it was a joke and even he was laughing, but i guess i shldn't bring ppl dwn this way. i felt horrible when i found out it sank into his system a few minutes later, and tho he said it wasn't any fault of mine, it was. i felt so grossed out at myself, and it came to my realisation that sometimes, i say things that i felt were funny, but were indeed harsh and horrid. the tongue is an important tool, i shld learn to control it. haiz.

2. when yw said he didn't trust me with secrets. i guessed i've not been trustworthy, and i agreed with him. i've never been a man who can keep secrets, though my problem's improved slightly. sometimes i can be successful, but sometimes i treat it as a joke and release them, and it all seemed funny to me, but not to them. i should honestly, learn to SHUT THE HELL UP.

darrenleejunwen, IT IS TIME TO CHANGE. AND FAST.