I truly believe that we all live behind our defense mechanisms and we somehow find a way to distort reality. In the end, most of us are the cause of our own demise. we may not realize we are subconsciously protecting ourselves in one way or another... it's probably just a part of our instincts. If we didn't find a way to either repress, regress, or suppress our feelings, we all might as well join the other lunatics in the ward which according to Stella , our friends in there are much approach-able ; people-to-people.
Basically, every big thing in life is a snowball reaction of a small thing. When you start excusing petty behavior and turning the other way thinking things like that won't really matter, it will almost always matter in a big way in the end. I learned now that you can address a potential problem without being negatively confrontational. The worse thing to do is ignore that potential problem, because one day that potential problem goes from being potential to being actual. And by then the damage is done.
I am as much a perpetrator as I am a victim. and I will be just fine (:
Usual Saturday rountine. Basically band the whole day. 6 more weeks to concert. I got pretty much irritated. God knows. I wasn't feeling well and the trombone I was using didnt help at all. urgh! Towards the end of the day, I'm thankful that atleast the boys managed to make me laugh (a little arh, a little). Let's go catch the beauty sleep right now. ciao bananas!
SUNDAY SUNDAY!
Lots of love, Nin.
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