Saturday, July 21, 2007



Q: why are we friends with not-so-good people?

it's not within the last 2 nights that i've come to know not-so-good people. what has happened in the past 2 days isn't the reason why i'm writing this post. nor the past 2 weeks.

fact is i've grown up with not-so-good people, that is the reason why i'm writing this post. (anyone who can swear that they've never crossed paths with temptation, or hung out with people your mom would never want you socialise with, is not human) i've grown up with people who lie. who cheat. who steal. who aren't really real about who they are. who pretend to be other people. who wished they could take their own life. people who are, afterall, people.

i look at these people, and have conversation with them, have suppers with them, shop with them, laugh with them, grow up with them. i have seen them eye-to-eye, no man bigger nor smaller than the other. i trust them, those not-so-good people. though i sometimes may be disappointed by them, i trust them because i don't give up on them. and i have no intentions of deserting them.

someone once told me that our capacity to care for people, our "emotional-tank", has a fixed amount - no more no less. you can't keep caring and giving, because eventually you will have nothing left for yourself.

mathematically, it would look like this:

you have to be selective with who you care for. only your closest friends can get your attention. only the good people should get your attention.

i got upset with the person who conceptualised this theory, and i never really explained why i raised my voice at him.

what if, WHAT IF, your closest friends aren't good people? what do we do then? what DO we do?

A: not-so-good people need friends too. especially people who don't give up on them.

mood:





GRAVITY

valerie anne
in my 20s and wonderful.
dressed to dress you.

Valerie Anne's Facebook profile

QUOTE VAL

. i would do you, but i can't. it's just the wrong season right now.

KEEPING COUNT

I've been in canada for days.

THE BOOK IN MY BAG

. in need of a recommendation

BACKTRIPPING


SPREE/SPLURGE

. tattoo
. rolex
. prada bag
. hermes birkin/kelly
. hermes scarf
. prada penguin coin purse
. suped up VW jetta mk3 '97
. 911 Turbo
. WRX
. smoked e-codes/fogs
. porsche deep dish rims
. my driver's license
. a shaven head for my 18th

IN TIME I WILL

. be a somebody
. make {gravi.tee}
. snowboard
. own my first car
. travel: NYC, all over europe, japan, mexico, chile, argentina, spain, greece, laos, vietnam, bali, dubai, amsterdam
. publish a book entitled "you better quote val, or else" - recommended by derek goh
. fashion school
. travel: roadtrip canada
. travel: roadtrip USA
. move out
. own a house
. ride the dragon in tokyo
. go fish/camping for a weekend
. open a cafe/boutique
. horse-riding
. speak korean/japanese/spanish/french
. skydive over mauritius waters
. white-water raft above level 3
. bungee jump from a suspension bridge
. break the world record for the longest time on a loop-the-loop roller coaster ride
. save an endangered species
. AND prove to my mum that i'll be married before 35.

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