blankwithoutyou

1726. it's been a while. lately, the days were as draining as a count dracula would greedily syphon (i avoided the s*ck word for obvious reasons, mainly because some of my readers here tend to have their minds wandering on the wrong side of every fence) blood out from his victims' necks. i hardly even feel lethargic, it's purely sleepiness that's kicking me around like a soccer ball on an ice hockey pitch.

there was a rather major dispute between two good friends of mine over work. trust me, it's never nice to hear one brother unforgivingly blast another with an obscene number of expletives in one single conversational paragraph. a single phone called peppered with a tone filled with wrath and disappointment. i wish it wont happen again to anyone i know, especially not on myself because i know i, myself, am prone to such nonsense.

one thing ive learnt about growing up is that i alone am answerable for myself and the things i do. this is why there are laws, rules, regulations for the purpose of enforcement. the very fabric of human society lies in the fact that everyone must be reponsible for his deeds. if even that is violated, we would not have been able to call ourselves "civilised" anymore.

i dont know how deep a scar this little fiasco will lacerate between the two of them. i will not attempt to nurse wounds that do not fester upon me, neither will i try to stitch the tattered flesh on either parties up. the only part i'll play is that of a peaceful twin headed snake, for there is a lesson for both parties to absorb at the end of the day.

and so, morale of the story: nothing good comes out from mixing trust, unreliability and poor judgement together. i'll be forthright; pretending nothing ever happened wont make whatever that has happened go away.

next time, look and look hard before you leap. even if you're leaping for a friend.