<body><script type="text/javascript"> function setAttributeOnload(object, attribute, val) { if(window.addEventListener) { window.addEventListener('load', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }, false); } else { window.attachEvent('onload', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }); } } </script> <div id="navbar-iframe-container"></div> <script type="text/javascript" src="https://apis.google.com/js/platform.js"></script> <script type="text/javascript"> gapi.load("gapi.iframes:gapi.iframes.style.bubble", function() { if (gapi.iframes && gapi.iframes.getContext) { gapi.iframes.getContext().openChild({ url: 'https://www.blogger.com/navbar.g?targetBlogID\x3d37855797\x26blogName\x3dtrisha\x26publishMode\x3dPUBLISH_MODE_BLOGSPOT\x26navbarType\x3dBLACK\x26layoutType\x3dCLASSIC\x26searchRoot\x3dhttps://stickytreats.blogspot.com/search\x26blogLocale\x3den_US\x26v\x3d2\x26homepageUrl\x3dhttp://stickytreats.blogspot.com/\x26vt\x3d2788201836493259489', where: document.getElementById("navbar-iframe-container"), id: "navbar-iframe" }); } }); </script>
trisha juliana lazaroo
8th november 1991
eurasian
catholic
Saturday, April 25, 2009

I have come to realise that recently, I have been busing myself with things. I rarely spend time alone thinking and reflecting on my actions. I will be either on the computer, watching tv, basically doing everything except thinking and reflecting. I guess it is because I am afraid of the hurt and sadness that will sink in once I think about the whole situation. When Shaheeraa spoke to me that day, the sadness and hurt suddenly hit me. I told her that I didn't want to talk about it cos I did not want to feel that way. In a sense, you can call me a coward. But I do not really care. When I was in the bus, I started thinking what a coward I am, running away from all these feelings. And I wondered how long this would continue. It definitely cannot last long. Soon, I would break down. I know it will eventually happen, but when I do not know.

I am so fed up as to why some people just cannot mind their own business. Do they find joy in knowing about other people's personal life, be it good or bad? Does it make their day to know the latest? Why are they such huge gossipers. I can't stand the fact that you went to the extend of asking him if anything was wrong. Like who the hell are you. Just because you want to find out the latest happenings, you stoop so low to that extend. This just gives me another reason to dislike you more. I know that you two were talking about me in a separate conversation. Compiling whatever information you two received, making assumptions, and coming to a conclusion. I am shocked by your actions. Seriously I am. And I am disappointed in you. You were my friend. At least I thought you were. And yet, I feel slightly sad for you guys. This just shows that you both do not have a life, at all. You both are just too engrossed in the lives of others that you do not have a life of your own. No life assholes.