my sociology professor agreed with me when i said... "people tend to neglect the gravity of things untill the very last moment..."

...ever felt how it's like to experience to be the recipient of that first hand?...

i should also mention that aside from people's tendency to neglect things of utmost importance... people can also be insanely single-minded and so focused on themselves...

in addition to that...

there are those who are insanely close to you... this may be in the physical and emotional sense... who just hurt you... without even trying...

now how would my sociology professor brand those kind of people?

are they the so-called parasites of the social institution that we should rid ourselves of? are they of those we should hate? are they of those without hope? are they of those of no retribution?

... let me tell you...

i live close to one of those unnamed species...

my cousin described **it** as an arrogant and single-minded prima donna... *sigh* i've been insanely patient with it all these years... i've learned to not retaliate when she attacks, verbally, mentally and physically...

but then again... with that as one of the reasons why i'm so unstable...

my hold on my self-control tends to be dull and faulty as time flies...

nowadays, it seems, that it is harder to hold on to my control... to hold on to my calm in order to not kill *it*... in order to keep what's left of the peace in where i am right now intact...

which brings me to...

how human it is to need other people... or atleast need something or someone to hold on to when you start to loose yourself... no man is an island afterall... that's what my sociology professor said...

but then again... if that is so... then why are people sometimes stuck with soul-bashing monsters? humans of that variety are hardly anything that another person needs to not be an island...

but then again... there is a funny twisted fact about this household monster that i live with... it sees me along with the other occupants of this house as its ANTAGONIST...

it is quite unbelivable, ironic and paradoxical... we see it as a wretched, havoc-bringing, peace-disturbing, disrespectful, arrogant, so-full-of-itself piece of something even the devil would hate... and it sees as something that only brings it nothing but pain, sorrow and more pain...

i wish death to fall upon myself instead of death takit it away...

a means of escaping the clutchess of the monster? maybe...

but i also see it as giving it its much desired... "freedom"... let it wreack havoc on the lives that surrounds it... it placed itself up soooooooo high on that pedestal of worth that when the moment comes for the wind to pick up... for the humbling of humans to take place... it is going to fall hard... and fast...

and it will be found on the ground... broken... in tears... and hurting...

i just hope that it will learn EVERYTHING that it should...

but then again...

that is quite against the magnimous odds... i dont think it will change that easily... since its been like that since it sprung out with its first breath of life...