As a kid, I was treated like one. Sheltered from any harms by lovely parents. But not often did I appreciate that. In fact, things turned out impulsive when a child makes wrongful accusations that parents are controlling them too hard, limiting their space of freedom.

But never did they thought with someone protecting you, you actually need not bear full responsibilites for whatever you've done. Because no matter what, your parents would clear up the mess you've created. All you have to is just apologise and probably suffer a few cane marks. Yet after that, the rainbow appears as normal.

Things turn different now. Sometimes I wish I am still a kid. Sometimes i rather have cane marks then hidden scars in the heart. I actually wondered how many times I've said that but I don't care. The older I get, the more responsibilites I've to bear. Things aren't as simple as going downstairs to the playground or playing tug-o-war with friends.

I wish I can get home and complain to my mother of some people who bullied them. But that sounds extremely childish for an adult. As kids, getting bullied means one of your classmates or a big boy snatching your sweets away.. calling you names.. etc etc..

But as a grown-up, getting bullied is a totally different definition. It compromises a lot of things. Example: getting backstabbed by people, recieving sarcasm from others but have to act like I never give a shit, feeling left-out but have to play on with it like I would never care if i'm going to be lonely.

Occasionally, I would spend time alone in the room, reflecting at all those wrong things I've done. And I felt that I'm really a sinner. I honestly think its time everyone really devote some time for self-reflection on those bad things they've done.

Because frankly, as human beings, they only remember the good things they've done. They either hide or simply forget their bad deeds. I always ses this in conversations among people and in their blogs. They talked and droned on about the good stuffs they contributed. Then they complained how bad people around them are and how they're ill treated by them.

Problem is, have all these people ever record down the mistakes they commit? Have they even spend time realising if they've hurt anyone be it intentional or on purpose?

They never.

Am I'm ashamed to say that i'm one of these human-beings. But I'm also proud to say at times, i do find time finding out my flaws and discovering my mistakes. No human is perfect and I am never perfect.

But all i can do is, besides, remembering bad points of others, i shouldn't forget their strengths too.

And besides recalling my good deeds, i should also watch out for my mistakes.

I must ask myself -- Why must some people hurt me? There's definitely something wrong i've done in the first place to recieve such treatment.

Therefore I'm party responsible also.

Quote of the day: Never blame others for what they've done to you. Instead, reflect on what you've done to them.