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My greatest gift

Friendship, at the lowest resonating label is my great gift. I believe in humanity above all else. It is humanity that make things happen. All other aspects make up the unknown. It is too bold for humans to say otherwise.

Today, JDing, Laura Yang and Patrick Leung took me out to a few drinks and chit chat. That was awesome. As I am the ‘gift’ to my mom and my dad, my friends are my gift to me. That is all.

Albert may never realize this, but I valued his friendship greatly. I did look to him as one of my brothers. It didn’t take impulsiveness to ‘wipe away’ that label. It took a build-up experiences to rid him as that. Indeed, I think about what we had every now and then, but that is just that – sentimental memories.

I know Patrick mentions I should give him a call, but what he doesn’t realize is that a rooted friendship pulled out from the depths means a friendship that has been dug up. “Friendship” to me is shared vision, shared connection – a flow, even with our differences.

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There is no left wing or right wing specific ideals here. It is as life should be regardless of society's squabbles and disagreements. I never said I strive to be a good person, nor did I ever say I will deliberately do people harm. I only said that I will do what needs to be done to survive in the world. The end doesn't always justify the means and the means don't always justify the end.

People from all shades of the political and social spectrum will find my content offensive. So my blog isn't for most people. It's for people closer to my spectrum of recognition and understanding. If you are an easily triggered reactionary conservative snowflake, then kindly fuck off. If you are an obnoxiously phoney liberal that consider yourself progressive but actually limit yourself to the matchbox-sized confinements of your isms, then go choke on your own crying snot juice elsewhere. You have been warned.

For the rest of you, welcome to my immodest abode. It's not smart, nor intelligent, nor wise. It's just life.