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1st day of work at Airport division. I can very much say i hate it already. That place is where i'll be spending the rest of my weekdays of the 2 years at. Leaving house at 8am in the morning and only returning at 6pm. No friends to talk to, no company that understands. And the worst thing about it is, its the place where information about almost anything and everything out there passes through.

And i see and hear and read about all of them.

I can't help but feel the pain of the victims, imagine the plight they are going through. Even newspapers of the day recount of incidents where the victims were wronged so badly, but everyone reading knows that the very scenario of it would place the victim at " you should have expected this ".

I don't feel sympathetic or sad for the person, don't get me wrong. After all i've been through, i can only say to that person..

You deserved it.
You should have known better than that.
You were courting trouble.
You had it coming.

And in the public eyes, they all turn their eyes to the accused hatefully. But for me, i can only look at the victims boyfriend. I'd like to be there with him, to talk him through things. To give him a pat on his back without saying anything, anything at all. Because the most meaningful things, comes without words. Because man cry not for themselves, but for their comrades.

And my heart goes out to him. Whoever you are, whatever you are doing. Stay strong, do what you must. And don't let anyone, say its silly pride. Who ever you are, i hope you're doing fine. They were wrong for what they've done, but she's condemned even more because she allowed it to.

The cruelty of this world is as such, we can only stand by and watch it revolve. Pushing it just makes it worse and going with it is inhuman. This isn't how life should be led, not against your morals. And even if it costs me more than what is considered stupid, i'm holding out for as long as i can.

Because every man is only as good as he is bad.