13 November 2010 @ 08:30 pm
 
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So I have come to realise, that I have been acting quite the fool in numerous exchangements of conversations between friends and others, as well as in some of my previous posts during these intervening days over my whole entire life, really.
So it is like this; at times when I get high on life, I sometimes let these highs take me so far out that I start to have no control whatsoever over the words I utter and carelessly throw around (“word drunk” is what I like to call it), but I do have control over the words I think out, I really do. It’s this matter of  my tendency to not consider the present climate of my current situation and being the happy-go-lucky sort of person I usually am, I just keep talking and blubbering nonsense until I realise it is too late.
The inappropriate jokes, the stupid stupid comments, just everything unnecessary that I always tend to do can (as I have experienced countless of times) really damages a little something that means a lot to me, which are these things called friendship, relationships and perceptions.
The real art of conversation is not only to say the right thing at the right time, but also to leave unsaid the wrong thing at the most tempting time.
I must start to become weary of the words I surround myself with, for these words that I form and string together inside my mouth before they stream pass my lips should be ones of importance and use, ones that convey a particular meaning, not just blabber jabber and pathetic nuisance.
I must conserve myself and preserve my well mannered behaviour. Being a wild hooligan who “grabs life by the balls” is just not me and hopefully will never be me.
Effectively, the words I surround myself with is sort of like magical power I guess, me being the witch and the words I use acting as my magical elements to drive the reaction of conversation between two minds. The carefully picked words, with each word taking on a different sense matched with a corresponding tone of voice can create an effect, a magical effect. Such as the effect of persuasion, cheering somebody up, making friends, understanding others, or even just learning from others. If I don’t take note in the specific way I convey my words, I would end up abusing them, and also in the process, making a jest of myself.
I have learnt from my mistakes and have come to a final conclusion tonight. The expectations I hold for myself are high and so I strive to be better than this. I will take on these things I have discussed tonight on board and sail away towards a better destiny.
Goodnight.