Friday, February 17


my pc


of cos in army context, pc would mean my boss. We were taking bus home just now when we started talking for the first time. When i say 'talking', it does not mean question and answer session like "how are you doing", or "Do you have any family problem" etc. Its really talking.

I can really understand how the army can actually suck up every single drop of happiness that remains within us. Something for sure, he is truely unhappy. He started saying things that there are things in the unit that are beyond his control, how hard is it to get support and how practical people can be. Things are so horrible for him that he decided to leave the army for good, in fact he ord eariler than me.

I must say, there isnt any people that really support him. He knows.
There are people who never fail to bad mouth him and calling him names, he knows.

As mentioned before in my blog ( i think), it seems to me that i'm the only one who really supportive of him. And i guess that was the only reason why he was so willing to share his problems with me. Its actually quiet hard to believe that someone who you jing4 e2 yuan2 zhi1, can the only time we communicate was when he was giving out instructions, can talk about things that i dont really share.

Feel sad for him. He was doing the things that he liked, or perhaps his childhood dream, but ended up have to escape from it to start afresh, simply because of the system and the horrible people. He is afterall a human. Just like me, when a beautiful picture started to get haywire and became uncontrollable, we will do what we always do best, to run away. Hoping things will turn for the better, trying to cover up that fact that deep down in our hearts we know it all along that it doesn't change anything.


|[ zofz | 11:22 PM ]|



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