Tuesday, October 19, 2010
Art of Conversing @ 11:36 AM
Words always make a huge difference, depending on the tone and the way one says or phrases it.
I am very bad with words, which makes it miserable for myself because of my personality. Usually people speak without knowing what faults lie in it. Well, ignorance is bliss. I find it less painful than finishing your sentence and regretting what you just blurted. Not like you didn't put thoughts into what you wanted to bring up but rather, you accidentally say it in a way it looks like you mean the bad way but you actually don't.
It sucks big time, having to deal with things like these yourself because it's hard to find people who understand. At least who grasp the gist of it. I have to keep everything to myself to ensure minimal troubles would occur. For the sake of everyone and to make myself less guilty.
Wondered why really, that I have to know. How nice it would be, to be a naive little kid who won't deduce matters
automatically or even a bastard who does things on own account without concern of others and
without realising it. That way life would be at much more ease. So tiresome.
You might think that you know, but y
Standing by myself is hard. What ticks me off the most is my reliance on others for directions. If I can fix it, there is so many stuff I would be able to do by myself. In order not to sense the selfishness of others and become more independent.
I am not even sociable to begin with. Don't expect me to be one because of the way I behave. I am just trying my best to be gratifying to the people and situation in this parsimonious world.