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Wednesday, February 24, 2010
folks.
I always wonder, why I don't have kind people around? People who are genuinely caring and less insecure. I don't like to put that as a culture thing, but I rarely (more like never in my sex) meet someone who's genuinely care about what happen in your life when I'm in Jakarta. I make some good friends who genuinely care about me though, but it's not about that. It's about people who are genuinely care about other people.

Is it a difficult thing to grasp?

Because it's funny, lately I've met one person who genuinely care about me. It's unintentional because we're strangers. It makes me realize how rare these persons are. They're like... the lottery number. So rare you'd like to keep forever! Keep on winning but you know you can only meet them once. They give you great joy but it'll take you a stretch of luck to see them again.

Why are people so afraid to care about other people? And why are people so scared from being taken cared of? There's this Austen's P&P going on in my social circle that's wearing me down these days. It's not even in MY close social circle and I shouldn't care about them but it's just so much negativity. I don't wanna know about your who's doing what to whom, I don't care. Why can't you talk about the good thing without comparing it to me? It hurts my feeling. It hurts my feeling when you pretend that you care but you're only doing it because *insert something*.

Gosh someone buy me the booze.
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