LET ME BE

I so dislike prissy people. One who thinks that he or she is better than all the rest. One who believes in saying whatever he or she damn well pleases but hurts other people in the process. Some people say, "Be true to yourself". Sure, I believe that. But I also believe that in being true to oneself, we have to be mindful of others. This is why we are given a conscience. To guide us. We don't just do things just because we feel like it. We have to weigh, we have to gauge if our actions will have consequences later on, we have to watch out lest we hurt others.
Some people are braver than others, some hearts are made of stone. Maybe that's how they can stop the emotions coursing through them, because there are times when they don't feel anything at all.

I wonder at times about how different everyone is. True, I cannot please everybody but at least I do TRY to understand the situation and make sure that everything's okay or will turn out okay. I think that life is too short to make enemies. I think that life should be enjoyed, should be shared, should be a rainbow-color of emotions. Why be nasty, why be so inconsiderate and trample on others' feelings? Why suffer anger and resentment when you could be deliriously happy and carefree?

I have recently been tagged by 2 nice friends. It was such a pleasure because this is actually my first and second time to be tagged and I find tags very useful in self-recognition and self-realization. I did have loads of fun replying to the tag. I admit, some tags I've read are corny but others are downright intellectually overwhelming and stimulating. Anyway, I selected a few friends and tagged them, as well as "everyone else who wants to be tagged". I was happy to see that some of them were game even if I mentioned in my post that they did not have to do the tag if they didn't want to. However, I was particularly hurt at one instance. I found out that a blogger friend detests this kind of "games". I would have let it go if he/she simply did not give me a small excuse not to do it, after all, I did say in the post that it's okay not to reply to it. But then, after visiting his/her blog, I found out that I was mocked for tagging him/her. Of course, I was hurt. I mean, what is so different from being tagged and writing about yourself everyday? What is so different from saying "I like french fries" and "I adore Ferragamo shoes"? I would have let it go if he/she explained to me his/her refusal to reply to the tag. I suppose I wanted to understand why. We are after all, entitled to do whatever we want in this world. I just thought that he/she would be more forthcoming with me and would not mock me for something that I was not aware of: that he/she did not like to be tagged. Well, my bad. Never again will he/she be included in my list. I suppose that would make him/her happy.

And no, I'm not being sarcastic.