Persons are complex beings.
Sweet Little Ice Queen
I love analyzing people and situations, people say its a gift. Unfortunately, I have great difficulty analyzing who I really am and I'm already in my early twenties.
I hope this online journal will help me sort myself out or this would be the best venue to vent out pent up cold anxiety...and share the things that make me warm, sweet and happy (or sappy!).
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* Tuesday, April 11, 2006 *
A Rare Regret
a conversation between me and a friend:
"he did that in the semifinals. You should tell C what he's doing...he doesn't listen to me anymore, takes it against me. You are his prime minister...=) "
I'm no longer that.
* * *
I never had regrets with what happened between me and C. Now I'm starting to. Whatever happened between him and me removed whatever moral ascendancy I had over him in the organization. His arrogance his unstoppable. I used to be the only one who could sit down and talk to him to re-assess his attitude without him taking it against me. Now, there's seems to be no one who can do that. That's the consequence of our actions. That's the consequence of my actions and my weakness.
"he did that in the semifinals. You should tell C what he's doing...he doesn't listen to me anymore, takes it against me. You are his prime minister...=) "
I'm no longer that.
* * *
I never had regrets with what happened between me and C. Now I'm starting to. Whatever happened between him and me removed whatever moral ascendancy I had over him in the organization. His arrogance his unstoppable. I used to be the only one who could sit down and talk to him to re-assess his attitude without him taking it against me. Now, there's seems to be no one who can do that. That's the consequence of our actions. That's the consequence of my actions and my weakness.