薄荷绿茶

Friday, September 30, 2005

30th September 2005 Friday

Watched the nine o clock show on Channel 8 yesterday. The show was partitioned into many separate stories and yesterday happened to be the last episode of one of the many small stories. Decided to blog this down as this was perhaps the first time in my life when I pitied the murderer more than the victims. Really could feel her pain when she screamed at one of the guys for toying with her feelings. I guess it only takes one who has been betrayed before to really feel her pain then. The pain of betrayal. Think she is really pitiful. She has been octracized by the society since young due to the power that she holds. How crude could society be to put the blame on a person for something that really wasn't their fault. And when she has just began to get used to life alone, burying her childhood pain, someone has to come along to toy with her feelings and make use of her. Actually, what she wanted in life was really simple. Just a simple, ordinary life with a person to care for and have her care reciprocated. When has such simple things in life become so hard to get? Why do some people get all the things in the world while others couldn't even get the simplest things?