the shallowness.
the fake smiles, the too-loud laughter, the superficial talk, the hey-i'm-gorgeous-look-at-me behaviour, the awkward silence i was suppose to fill. what's the point?
am i judging? yes, i know i shouldn't but i guess i am.
i'm not saying that i haven't been guilty of such actions. maybe i was just having a bad night.
but it all came caving in on me. and i was disgusted.
i felt like i was on mars and these people were in a completely different world.
i left. disillusioned. and utterly alone.
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xiang and gracie: thank you.
Monday, May 16, 2005
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Left without a single goodbye! Don't think that way Zenn. It's always been a tupper-ware party at the clubs. The moment you fall prey to judgemental and cynical behaviour, you loose conscience of what is reality and what's not. Which is precisely why pple visit a para environment of superficiality to get away from the realities of life which seems harsh to many.
At the clubs, being superficial is normal. Outside of clubbing and with your friends, being superficial is a crime.
Hope you don't subject yourself to judging even the closest of friends ... :\
It's me by the way ... Ian :P
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