As I stepped into a life where there are no more restrictions on wearing white shoes only, it has become evident that I can no longer escape the reality of what I opted not to know over the years. Throughout schooling years, I chose to believe that people are always nice; and that I need to think twice before being harsh to the other person. And for that, whenever I treated one badly, I would regret for hours; wasting my lifeless life away.

However, lately I found things are made flowery just because they had to. Just like how klf's cynical comments when describing plants on the wall, it is getting obvious that people do things in their own favour. So in a way, one day you're someone's friend, the next you're not - just because you were useful... for that moment.

Well, that was somewhat related to the things behind the fences. Then out in the world where nightlife prospers, stories revealed how animal instincts soared in people's minds. Guys were simply let loose, even for the ones whose images have been the most innocent of all. Letting loose is fine, indulging on worldly pleasures is acceptable, if you may suggest, but if all these result in people becoming aggressive, I think that's too much.

I mean, do people have to be unreal just to project that wonderful image? Do people need to make use of others? Do we not see the need to offer help? Do people need to be offensive just because society demands it? Why that chemical will only flow at the wee hours? Why do we become uncontrolled with alcohol? Why at night?

This will go on and on, like how some low IQ yet very high EQ people said. So I'm quite fed up with this passage. Conclusion, I'll apply for a new course, since I can't take it when I was about to faint after seeing Shan's extremely long articles on ss. prolly others! (: