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Gossip.. We all do it. And I swear I’m guilty of it.. but just can’t recall when was the last time I did that.. With all the questions of morality surrounding it.. going as far back as in the bible to preach against that, we can never insulate ourselves against this very addictive preoccupation…

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Question:How to be a skilled gossiper?

Answer:A ear, and a mouth… (you don’t even need a brain)

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I remember I did a project on this in a module.. on gossip.. and found out that gossip has its use in socializing and extracting valuable information blah blah blah..

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Personally, I think the academics thinks too highly of it, because I’m not sure how valuable most of these information really are usually..

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That did not arouse me up enough to dispute that claim because the tiresome research required just to justify my stand is enough to silence me.. until now

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Cuz in blogging, just like gossiping, no further research or references are required.. hell with the biblo…

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That is the lure of gossip, the channel for you to voice your opinion with no proofs (if they’re, they’re usually distorted anyways), and at the same time, makes one feel good when you see your friends nodding their head away as you see yourself being sympathized, or approved by your peers.

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Of cuz, if no one gossips, then I think the world would be too boring.. no scandals, no gossips, no bad news.. yawnz

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But as we cloth ourselves in smart news anchors suits, have we thought that just at the same time, at another TV station, we’re been reported of wearing a giant piece of red granny/ah-peh underwear beneath that same suit during air-time.

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Catch the drift?

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When something bad about someone goes into your ear.. wad you do next time? Shut your mouth? Or ‘inform’ your friend?

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Maybe in life.. the rule always apply.. wad goes around comes around?

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*shrugs*

If living is about aging and mellowing, in this rough, rocky patch of the journey, I think those who’re lucky enough to run it.. will witness alot of ups and downs.. of their very owns paths and others..

There is no finishing line.. no rat race… just the passing images of the scenery and landscape.. but we just gotta keep our legs running.. even though they’re tired already.. sometimes I’m not sure if we’ve a choice thou.. but I believe we’ll come to understand the point of all of this someday..

Just watch out for the paths ahead of you, and enjoy the scenery friends.. its my pleasure to be jogging side by side you..

PS: To my bud’s mum in heaven, rest well.. you’ve brought up a very fine man.. strong and gentlemanly… and I thank you for letting me know this good man…

John Lennon’s ‘In my Life’

There are places I’ll remember
All my life though some have changed
Some forever not for better
Some have gone and some remain
All these places have their moments
With lovers and friends I still can recall
Some are dead and some are living
In my life I’ve loved them all

But of all these friends and lovers
There is no one compares with you
And these memories lose their meaning
When I think of love as something new
Though I know I’ll never lose affection
For people and things that went before
I know I’ll often stop and think about them
In my life I love you more

Though I know I’ll never lose affection
For people and things that went before
I know I’ll often stop and think about them
In my life I love you more
In my life I love you more