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Saturday, October 25, 2008

The other day when our tutor was discussing with us spatial visualisation for Maths, someone asked me if there's any colour when I try to visualise something. I told that there's colour and she's surprised coz there isn't any colour for her.

I wonder how true that is. Are colours added on with much effort or is it a natural thing? Do colours come more naturally for people who do Art?
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I'm starting to see how judgmental people can be at school. All the niceness and everything can be so fake. I'm not talking about myself being judged but then if it can happen so easily to a friend whom I'm with quite often, I don't see why it wouldn't happen to me.

People don't like others who are loud and talkative but that's the person's nature. I would like to think of it as being real and perhaps naive in a positive way. No one says anything when the person generously provides resources from past year, which she had her own means of getting and yet, these same people can turn around and want to leave her out of things. It's really frightening how as a bystander, I see someone making use of group after group that is not aware of her undesirable attitude of working on projects and yet she's the one judging while at the same time pretend to speak up for people whom others generally dislike. Perhaps she wants to act like a saint, a buoy in the sea for the person who's not welcomed by others in school. Who knows what is really going on in her heart?

I wish I am not sensitive enough to detect stuff coz I so badly wanna live a life whereby I can be ignorant and blind to negative stuff. But I can't. In turn, I absorb the negativity and I see how scary people can be. Not a good thing.

It's sickening.

Serendipity believed today at 11:28 PM