That's how my day went actually. A downward spiral. Started out pretty alright, a pretty standard weilun-y day. Got to school at normal time. Had my lessons. Lessons were mundane, but I managed to stay awake throughout. Learned a few things, did some work even.
Then had my Chinese Oral. Topic was pretty easy, though the passage was harder than a super hard object. All in all I felt it was quite alright.
Then came FunFestique. Things started out okay. Seemed pretty exciting, watching the handball matches. A Triton girl injured her shoulder during one of the matches. I hope she's okay now.
Damn, is handball a rough game. Bodies pushing against each other. Lots of contact. Arms flailing. Way too much shoving.
Actually it sounds kinda sexy, but I digress.
Then it happened. One guy got a black eye as a result of what I believe and absolutely pray is merely an accidental, badly placed shot. Some people say it's on purpose. I don't think so, actually. Nobody's that bad a person. At least I hope so.
But afterwards. That disappointed me quite a bit. By what he did do, or what he didn't do, actually. He didn't apologise at first. But I felt that he wanted to. Probably just couldn't bring himself to. He did in the end though, that's what I heard.
How everyone else reacted to it disappointed me quite a bit more.
People started taking sides.
Then twitter became a medium for indirect argument.
"The other team was rough too!"
"But he didn't say sorry!"
"But he did in the end!"
"But it was in purpose, say sorry also no use!"
That isn't exactly what was said. But it was what was meant.
We're all human, give him a break. We make mistakes. He makes mistakes. "But he should get it for what he did!" Well. This story's certainly gonna spread. For a while, he'll be known as "that guy who did this". That's punishment enough if you ask me.
All I'm saying is, I don't think that what he did was right. If what people say he did is true, that it was on purpose, then I'd feel absolutely disgusted at him. Even if it weren't on purpose, his initial lack of an apology would doesn't exactly bode very well for my impression of him. But please, don't make it worse for the guy. I assume he'd apologised already, and he knows where he's gone wrong. That's more than enough honestly.
Not apologising is wrong. People talking about him, spreading things about him is his punishment.
But if you're reading this, do him a favour. Don't talk about it anymore. Don't say that he's entirely in the wrong, but don't say that what he did is justifiable. That's what everyone else is doing. Try not to make it worse for the guy.
This kind of thing has to die down by itself. So just leave it be.
To see my friends. How they reacted to this, it helped me learn alot about them. Many are rational. Many found out both sides of the story. Many apologised on his behalf. Many chose not to comment. Many tried to mediate. I commend them for that.
Just that the whole fiasco is a little saddening.
After that I went to KFC with weepin and Shurui. Shurui left after a while to meet her brother. So weepin and I talked for a bit, about our secondary school lives, a little about other people and how we feel about them, and we each mentioned something we didn't like about each other. But it was something we ourselves were aware of in the first place, so I guess it's alright. He's actually a pretty good person to have a heart-to-heart talk with, and honestly I don't think I'd have any qualms telling him anything.
Then came the trip home. Fairly standard. I don't know why. Throughout the MRT trip. As I walked back from the MRT station to my home. I felt sad.
I felt lonely.
I just hope it's a passing thing.
I'm getting cold and I need something to rely on.
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