| Tuesday |
| obilgations |
Why is it that sometimes certain people just don't know when to back off? Why do they just keep coming back for more and more and more? Why is it that they can make it out as if they care so damn much, when what they are really doing is proding at a healing wound, ripping off the freshly healed scab, and unleash what's been hidden deep inside? After removing the scab, all that's left is flesh underneath, stinging and hurting with every move, trying to initiate the daunting healing process all over again. Is it because i'm just over-sensitive to it and they actually care but i think and feel otherwise, or it is because they are just so ignorant they don't realise what they're actually doing? Maybe they're just pure insensitive, inconsiderate parasites who thrive and live off someone else's pain and suffering. Either way, they are a pain in the bum to deal with.
Humans seek knowledge, truth and understanding. We all have an inner desire to know things, whether or not it affects us. We are all nosey. If not, then you are ignorant. We watch world news, today tonight, we read the paper, watch tv...everything we do is simply seeking knowledge, most of which doesn't directly affect us in any way or form. It is fine to be nosey, but only to an extent. It can be just playful nosey and then you know when to back off, when to look into the other persons' eye and understand that they don't want to talk no more. At that point, you would stop. That's fine.
On the other end of the nosey spectrum, there are those people who just don't know when to stop. They see you ignore them, avoid them; you balantly change topics when they ask you certain probing questions, and in the end you even resort to telling them bluntly, "Look, i don't want to talk about it, okay?" yet they continue to ask and prod at that fresh healing wound, and each question gently lifts more and more of the scab off. You look the other way and stop responding. Your facial expression lets them know how much you don't want to talk. Suddenly water wells up in the eyes and you tell them once again that you really don't want to talk about it. It is then that they retract, take a step backwards, and ask if you're okay. Well, no, it's not okay. The scab has already been pulled opened by their ignorance and selfishness to seek knowledge.
It is not okay.
Then, you walk away but in need of more knowledge, they ask you to go out to coffee and talk. What the fuck. Excuse my language, but the anger is welling up inside of me and i have to vent it out before i burst.
My star sign today writes:
You can leave it up to someone else if you like.
You are not obliged to rise to the challenge.
You have to stretch yourself only if you feel, deep down inside, that this would be good for you.
It may be good for others too, but you can't make that your primary motive.
It is important to act out of choice, not obligation. Inspiration, not fear.
Now you understand why i enjoy reading my star sign so much. I am not going to feel obliged to tell this certain person everything, no matter how close she is and used to be. She can go have coffee by herself. Perhaps it's because deep down, i am not fit to rise up to such challenge, or perhaps i'm just so over the feeling of obligation to do something i don't enjoy doing. Fuck it. |
posted by sciurine @ 10:44 PM   |
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Tsk tsk. Two little "fucks" and you apologize. I think everyone has a right to spew out expletives when they want. The trick is to restrain ourselves normally.
Its been almost two years since i guarded my language like that. Used to apologize for saying "Fuck" too.
Not anymore. Not that i use it that often.
On a lighter note, you think i should yell out "Fornificate!" instead?
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yeah good point, i shouldn't need to apologise for using such language coz i only only ever use it when i can't find any other words to express myself, and that certainly doesn't happen too often either.
Fornificate? nah, i reckon i'll replace my "fuck" with booger instead.
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Tsk tsk. Two little "fucks" and you apologize. I think everyone has a right to spew out expletives when they want. The trick is to restrain ourselves normally.
Its been almost two years since i guarded my language like that. Used to apologize for saying "Fuck" too.
Not anymore. Not that i use it that often.
On a lighter note, you think i should yell out "Fornificate!" instead?