In the pool of people's names, my name Kei is often the shortest and simplest. "Not Just A Letter" emphasizes that my persona, in contrast to the letter "k" hinted by my name, is neither typical nor ordinary. There are exciting (and sometimes out of this world) twists and turns in who I am and what I do. I hope you follow my journey in illustrating myself using an electrifying medley of letters (and a keyboard) as my tool.

Sunday, August 10, 2008

a bizarre post

a proverb that i read (naks) in a book which i unearthed underneath the mess that is my desk just this morning got me thinking. people that gossip to you gossip about you. as much as i want to think that this particular statement is an exception to the so called "wise sayings", a part of me already knows that it's indeed a scientific fact - one that could not be less factual than the setting of the sun.

a week ago, a close friend and i had a really meaningful conversation of how bad the situation of backstabbing is in our class. those who never heard of the heinous crime of stabbing someone behind the back are now getting accustomed to it. those who were once apprentices are now masters. those who were born masters are continuously recuiting apprentices. i don't want it to sound like some illegal underground organization that sells drugs but it's exactly what this is becoming. like drugs, backstabbing could be addicting. let's face it, laughing at people behind their backs is fun. it's euphoric. it could be compared to the feeling of being high. once you're drawn to it, it's hard to break free. the bad part is everyone's already an addict. i'm a backstabber. he's a backstabber. you're a backstabber. she's a backstabber. we're all backstabbers. what's worse than that is that we backstab each other. we're a community of backstabbers backstabbing each other.

of course, one can easily say backstabbing is normal. it's a part of life. yes, this may be true. but not if you backstab every time you come together as a group. not when you backstab every single day. not when you're so addicted to it that you can't stop. not when you do it everytime you can't do anything else.

i admit that i'm a backstabber. probably a pretty bad one. what prompted me to write this wasn't anger. i didn't write this just now because someone told me that i was being backstabbed. i wrote this because i won't wait when that time comes. i know a lot of pretty bad backstabbers who are also being backstabbed. i know a lot of people who think that some people are their friends. but the truth is that these "friends" are the ones backstabbing them. believe it or not, i know some people who have been friends for years who are backstabbing each other. that's pretty sad right?

the only way to stop this is [of course] to stop the vicious cycle of backstabbing. if you backstab, there's a good chance people are backstabbing you. i know that the people in our class have good hearts. these people are helpful, generous, honest, funny, and generally kind. the only real problem is the backstabbing.

until know, i don't know that made me write this. i just feel like it for some reason. haay. haha. i know i'm not the kind of person who would publish this kind of post. i usually post jokes, funny events, humorous moments.... i'm usually the person who's always optimistic and can find time to laugh even at the most stressful moments. and that's probably why i wrote this. i don't want all our good times as a class go to waste because of the horrible backstabbing.

just my two cents. :D
besides, i doubt anyone still checks on my blog. it's been extict for 2 months. haha. it'll probably be a long time before anyone gets to read this. if you do, don't tell anyone i posted such a weird post. please? haha. i hope you take part in doing something about the backstabbing though. ^_~