Reality is just one big Mass Communication.
Thursday, November 20, 2008 @ 10:27 PM
When I started this blog (or the ones before this), I never intended to make it a really personal thing. Yes, I write out my thoughts. Yes, I'm really cruel at times in my posts. But as much I think about it, a blog is not a secret. Or else, I wouldn't be posting things here now, would I. I wouldn't have linked my blog on my msn name. I wouldn't have used my real name in this thing. No. What I say here are my thoughts that are there to be shared. And they are true. I have no reason to lie. (Unless ISA is on my ass or something) And they are meant for you, the reader, to be reading. Even this.
How ironic that blogs, which I thought was just a place to omit your thoughts and feelings, a one-way communication, as told in PR class; has turned into a two-way communication media. I've had people getting pissed at me because of my writings, because of my thoughts, even up to the point that it affects friendship, and this have gone through more than once. Well, at least I get feedback; so what. I'm not afraid to lose people I don't love, and that really is 99% of the people I know. Let them learn, I'm not a person who take unconditional love really lightly.
Yes, I do get pissed. I am human, after all. Neutrality is not the way I rumble and aggression is one of my beloved traits. How sensitive am I, when I can't keep my mouth shut at the right times. Just because I refuse to be a typical Asian, just because I refuse to submittive to things I don't understand, am I not Good? You guys seem to think I am created from the Devil. You guys seem that I am completely unkind, even after a lot of things I've done to prove you wrong, just because some little thing; You guys seem to think astray. But in the end, what is 'sensitivity' other than a method for politics. You people, (especially those who say they don't give a damn about politics) are complete hypocrites.
Let me be the new generation of Raja Petras (even though I hate him so). For I am no more than a messenger of truth. It is you, who hide behind masks of false integrity and fake faces, who are the true politicians in this political world. As they say, let there be light.
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On a lighter note, there's a new kitty at my apartment. He/she is a white cat with ginger splots. I have yet to know the true color of her eyes, but if it is blue, she'll be beautiful. I've only met her once before, when I saved her sibling from a deep drain. Never seen her much after that. But no matter, she's back, and at about the size of my fist. Horribly cute. Due to her mellow yellow color (and my undeniably sweet tooth for a certain sugary syrup) I shall name her Caramel.
Caramel is the youngest in the gang of X block apartment cats. (Which consists of Rabbit, a calico kitten, Tiny, a small black kit, Bramble Brumby, a brown tabby and newly returned Pebbles, a white cat with brown tabby splotches.) She's not getting accepted well, being the smallest and strangest (as in, new) . The others cruelly hisses at her when she approaches them. D: And if off guard, she get clawed at D: How cruel these kitties are. I am now trying to get them together all lovey dovey ish. Hopefully they'll be used to her presence in a month or two, if she doesn't run away.
Now, I have to get back to finishing my studies for 3 tests for 3 different subjects for tomorrow. I am, so, not ready for these semi-finals. Lol. Speaking of which, Finals are in 2 weeks time. After that, I even might be able to go for a trip to