After hanging out with this bunch of people and listening to their countless anecdotes, I think my favorite one would be that one time when they all went out club hopping and so many things happened and the next morning one of their friends were baptized with a visible club stamp on her wrist. I find this anecdote so endearing and it speaks so much about these people. It’s so revealing. I love!
Be seriously involved with growing, with your own development, and never fear. Be the kind of person who is naturally powerful, positive, ingenious, open, to the highest degree. Be the best. No negativity. No weakness. No acquiescence to fear or disaster. No errors of ignorance. No evasion to reality.
Precious opens up to me and somehow forgets the little things that slips out of his innocent lips. I cling onto things like this and I catch him doing it and he doesn’t know.
Why do these people think in these ways. It’s interesting but frustrating at the same time.
People are funny things. Sometimes there are bad traits in people which leads to ugly results and I want to stop it from happening so I want to change them but there is a war in me, I cannot explain it. I think somehow it’s acceptable because that’s what makes that person special, that’s the way they are. It’s because of society labeling what bad or good behaviors are that leads children to become boring, identical adults. Then when we are old, we think about the days when we were so cheeky, so playful, so naughty. Soon we will be one. Same and same. The only thing we have that makes us different is the memories we have about our past when we were young and stupid. We didn’t know any better. There is the easy way then there’s your own way.