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10 March 2007

Walking your talk is a great way to motivate yourself.
No one likes to live a lie. Be honest with yourself,
and you will find the motivation to do what
you advise others to do. -Vince Proscente


this is a good quote aint it (: so what really is honesty? i personally feel that honesty among each other really, begins with trust. in this world, it is kind of becoming like a transaction.

let's start from the past. back in the past, one lived a simple life, you trust every one, your family friends and even strangers. however, as you go along in life, you are taught not t talk t strangers, since you may actually be kidnapped, robbed, assaulted, raped and what not. thisis what builds fear in you. this fear of strangers and the unfamiliar slowly (and surely) grows and grows.. due t the environmental and surrounding factors in which you grew up from.

when you were in pri sch, all you needed was your best friend. you could have had ten best friends. and each time you fell out with one, you'd tell the other t not t be friends with that. for example.
A: dont friend C okay...
B: okay! i wont friend C..
A: ya.. must bluff bluff friend okay..
she never lend me her eraser today ):
B: orh.. okok. i bluff bluff friend her.
promise.
----
C: eh.. why A never talk t me...
B: orh, cos A say you never lend eraser..
now i have t bluff bluff friend you..
C: !!! she tell you t bluff bluff friend me!! ):
eh, you dont friend A okay.
B: why!!
C: cos i say dont friend!!!

perfect scenario for a pri sch. hurrhurr!

once you reach secondary, there'd be all sorts of politics. from between girls, t girls and boys and then in between clubs. bitching and all sorts of other nonsense. there is little honesty within a political group. much less a bitching clique. unless youre fortunate, youre in a clique that really is there for you when you need them. sometimes, however, sec sch life is just like that. when your trust is held at risk, the only ones you turn t when your friends break your heart are your family members.

so it all boils down t trust. how can one ever be honest with each other when there is no trust? trust that everyone will be understanding, hear what is constructive, block out what would not be of help at all.

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