Why?

Why is it every time when I see some of you, you people never fail to show me that you're not my friends?

What do you see me as?

Who am I to you?

Sometimes I begin to doubt if I'm being too kind. I love friendly, peaceful atmosphere where everybody helps everybody and everybody can be truthful with everybody. That is why I try to be kind, and I've already been kind for many, many years. I like to help people, but at times I tend to help more than I should, and most of the time I have totally no obligation to. It's hard not to feel like I've been used sometimes.
Will what supposed to be a good quality be my weakness when I enter the working world? Will I be betrayed? Will I be looked down upon (as being weak)? Will I be isolated?

Godd*mmit what's wrong with this world?!

Come to think of it, everything is wrong sometimes. Sometimes, I'm glad that I'm introverted; I can avoid lots of troubles by retreating to solitude and enjoying it altogether. But everyone knows that that cannot always be done. So how am I supposed to socialize without getting backstabbed? I don't want to be too strict with my friends because that would make me seem unfriendly and cold. And I'm not such a person...

Blah... I shouldn't say all this here. It's not like this is important to other people.

And...... Argh!! I said I don't want to post personal stuff for a while and yet I do it! Sigh. Is this small period of my life full of stones waiting to have me tripped down?

Anyway I'd better stop this before I annoy all the readers away.

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Usually, when I write an entry for my main blog, it's only because I have the interest to. But now, for the next entry over there, there is not only my interest but also a need as well! The need is not mine though.

This just makes me long for my holiday even more. When is it coming? One more month.

Greaaaaaaaat. (sigh)