Torn Yellow Paper

5 years had passed and I still don't know who wrote this piece of torn yellow paper, I always keep it since college. It is full of hatred and disgust towards me due to my overacting attitude - I'd say just sensitive and expressive but.. oh well... It's not like it is something new as I have always experience this kind of "difference" since grade school.

I still remember the agonizing pain when I read it the first time. After reading it, I didn't even know who my friends really are or to whom I can turn to. However it surely taught me lessons, a lot.

* You can't please everybody, never.
* True friendship isn't really about being around with each other when you're all happy. It is when you're still with each other when everything's a mess and everybody thinks you're different.
* If you have a problem with somebody- go and talk to her/him. Not through text, status or a piece of torn yellow paper. That is if you really did care in the first place and have plans to resolve it or if you have this little thing called - Courage.

And the last 2 lessons after 3-4 years reading it again:

* For myself I had to learn how to produce 'minimal reaction' based on the standard that people created and what they think is normal, just not to be called names again. Except of course when I have the freedom and I'm with people who can accept my whole self.

This torn yellow paper might just be an expression of hatred to the anonymous person who wrote it before, and it brought pain to me - it did. As I am approaching the 23rd years of living, I am still grateful that somebody had the effort to write it for me.

*Lastly, this torn yellow paper has also been my guideline that I had change for better and I still have to be better, to focus on what is important and to give more time to people I love - and believe me, there's a lot! Ain't that something I have to be happy about?

Uhh,no... I'm not lucky, I am simply blessed :)