Once again, prejudices have set in. I'm hated. As usual.

I guess, I'm mostly to blame again. Who would like to be told to grow a backbone? Who would like to hear a smart alec comment when they're pissed? Almost nil, I should/would say. But the one thing I can't take, is how I have to take all the blame. Every single time. People will never concede that they are wrong. And in an effort to protect whatever relationship there was, I try to shoulder the blame, apologise, hoping for forgiveness.

Maybe I'm just a softie. I can't take giving up on others, giving up on a relationship that can still be treasured. I just because of that, I end up making people hate me more. Because in the trying to hold on to the strands left, I end up irritating them further.

It's my fault. I know. I should think before I talk.

But. Then again. Why do I try to hang on to the strands even as they slip through my fingers? Is it just because I want to stay human, to have feelings, emotions, and treat relationships seriously? I'm beginning to lose hope in society as we know it. In striving to be the best we have just forgotten the humanity that should reside in everyone of us.

It seems like you can't talk to people without bringing up work into the picture now. It's pretty sad to me that our entire life will just revolve around the economy.

I'll get over this. I hope.

I just wished. We could stop worrying about work. I just wish.