I ruined my sleep cycle by taking a nap last night, waking up in time to bid the significant other goodbye while he headed out to meet up with his boys and I stayed home trying to wean off the lethargy.

I ended up on msn chatting for hours, mostly listening to a friend ranting her displeasure of another person I knew though not very well. Then she touched on the topic of fakeness.

I concur with her views on the importance of being frank and honest amongst friends, especially those we hold dear to our hearts. After all, why should close friends hide behind a mask? But I can’t help but think that honesty is subjective to the situation. At least I’ve learnt that some tact and diplomacy serves more purpose than outright honesty sometimes.

I’m sure there are many who would love to give their frank and honest opinions but due to the variety of human nature, we need to cater our manner of speech in a way that can be accepted. You can’t use the same choice of words for two people with different natures. If we do so, we’ll all probably end up with no friends!

But I understand where she is coming from. I really do. I’m not quite one to treat a person like my best friend within minutes of meeting him/her. And unfortunately, I’m not one who is able to act friendly to everyone. I’m actually quite transparent.

If I like the person, the person will know. But then again if I keep quiet it doesn’t mean I don’t like the person, it merely indicate that I do not know the person well enough or I’m not in the mood to talk. I’m more of a listener and observer anyway.

It’s a tad confusing I know. But what I’m merely trying to say is if I’m nice to you, I’m nice to you. I won’t be all friendly like a best friend to end up bitching behind your back. If anything, I’m trying my best to remain genuine. And when necessary, I won’t hesitate to slap a friend with my point of view.

But like I was pointing out to Stef earlier, it seems everything is turning out to be one big gathering of fakes, people who are compelled to be nice and cordial to one another, even on the blogosphere. Bloggers are turning out to be the blogging version of people on IRC.

I guess I can go ranting on and on about my different point of views but I might end up confusing even myself so I shan’t.

I can only be thankful to have my biatches and a handful of friends who won’t hesitate to bitchslap me even when what they say aren’t the nicest things to hear sometimes. :)