So I ran.... and ran and ran. It was good. But painful and tiring. My last 10km marathon? I dunnolah. haha. Pretty happy with myself, though no one was there to witness it :)

I finally realised that being nice can cause problems. Being nice can make you feel miserable. Really miserable. Not that you should be mean and wicked but rather, there are times to be nice and time to put your foot down and say 'No' or speak your mind/ opinion. This is, something I find really really hard to do. People pleasing syndrome? Well, you can say so.

In these few days I have been causing much problems and chaos because of my intentions of me wanting to be nice. I am coming to realisation, about the consequences of going too much out of the way to be nice. What really is the point of it? To get into people's good books? To look good and seemingly nice? To earn love? Attention maybe? Or maybe they really really are sincerely trying to help.Perhaps. Different people have different reasons for their actions /words... be it they know it or not. But what really bugs me is, why do we do it?

Love maybe.....

Perhaps.

I don't know.

I'm beginning to not know what I'm typing....... so I better chiaow..... =p