Just because.
"Just because you're a slut, doesn't make everyone a slut; just because you're a bitch, you made everyone a bitch."
Geddit?
As time goes by, i realised i'm still irked by things people say but i get over them more quickly. It's a sense of "I can't really be bothered". You'd gradually learn over time that what they say don't really matter as long as it doesn't affect your life, lifestyle nor thoughts and behavior.
Fortunately, at most times, they don't.
Things that really irks me (because they affect my daily life):
People not keeping to left of busy escalators.
People who get off the escalators too slowly and then you'd be afraid of stepping on/tripping over them.
People who push or shove to get on and off public transport.
It's interesting to know that sometimes people you think wouldn't bitch nor gossip are those who small talk about everyone else but themselves. How amusing. Hurhur.
I can understand how people would talk about others because i do talk about you, you and you with my own friends. On the other hand, it's a shame that my conversations are seldom about the insignificant you, you and you. Most times, I catch up with my friends, asking about their lives which are much more important to me. If we do talk about others, we speak mostly of the good news we've heard and not the nasty rumours we heard from Tom, Dick and Harry nor the misunderstood times when I see Mary, Jane and Sally with somebody else. It can be fun, these stories, but it can be harmful for your soul. As they say and I believe, karma is all around so what comes around goes around back to you.
I've had my share, really. You think the mud you stepped on was your plain unluckiness? Well, think again.
As you travel around, as you meet more people, you no longer judge people the way you do years ago. You'd become more accepting, tolerant and less judgmental. It's kinda like an inclusive environment as I've learnt in Education Psychology recently. Many kids with ADHD, autism, etc are often excluded from society and misunderstood because we, the regulars, are not familiar with them. However, if you've been lucky and had a kid with learning disability in your class when you were young, you would know they're just like you and me but facing more difficulties than you and me. You wouldn't think they're all weird and look like Frankenstein or that sorta thing. You wouldn't pity them. You wouldn't avoid them. You'd understand them and think of them as regular peers.
So what I'm saying is, sometimes when you speak, someone out there is speaking the same thing of you, be it the truth or not.
Geddit?
As time goes by, i realised i'm still irked by things people say but i get over them more quickly. It's a sense of "I can't really be bothered". You'd gradually learn over time that what they say don't really matter as long as it doesn't affect your life, lifestyle nor thoughts and behavior.
Fortunately, at most times, they don't.
Things that really irks me (because they affect my daily life):
People not keeping to left of busy escalators.
People who get off the escalators too slowly and then you'd be afraid of stepping on/tripping over them.
People who push or shove to get on and off public transport.
It's interesting to know that sometimes people you think wouldn't bitch nor gossip are those who small talk about everyone else but themselves. How amusing. Hurhur.
I can understand how people would talk about others because i do talk about you, you and you with my own friends. On the other hand, it's a shame that my conversations are seldom about the insignificant you, you and you. Most times, I catch up with my friends, asking about their lives which are much more important to me. If we do talk about others, we speak mostly of the good news we've heard and not the nasty rumours we heard from Tom, Dick and Harry nor the misunderstood times when I see Mary, Jane and Sally with somebody else. It can be fun, these stories, but it can be harmful for your soul. As they say and I believe, karma is all around so what comes around goes around back to you.
I've had my share, really. You think the mud you stepped on was your plain unluckiness? Well, think again.
As you travel around, as you meet more people, you no longer judge people the way you do years ago. You'd become more accepting, tolerant and less judgmental. It's kinda like an inclusive environment as I've learnt in Education Psychology recently. Many kids with ADHD, autism, etc are often excluded from society and misunderstood because we, the regulars, are not familiar with them. However, if you've been lucky and had a kid with learning disability in your class when you were young, you would know they're just like you and me but facing more difficulties than you and me. You wouldn't think they're all weird and look like Frankenstein or that sorta thing. You wouldn't pity them. You wouldn't avoid them. You'd understand them and think of them as regular peers.
So what I'm saying is, sometimes when you speak, someone out there is speaking the same thing of you, be it the truth or not.
and so she ponders, wishes & scribbles

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