y’know, i’ve been thinking, being nice isn’t very memorable. i was wasting time watching an interview with shawn yue on cable last night, and he mentioned how people seem to remember you for one bad thing, and forget about the twenty other good things you did (this doesn’t necessary entail virtuous deeds and dastardly doings - how about being candy lo’s ex-boyfriend, and in the eyes of the hong kong public, initial d is probably a good thing). while i don’t take him for an epitome of wisdom, i had to consider it for a moment.

most of the time i just smile and pretend it’s okay, but maybe i would be a more memorable person, for better or worse, if i let ‘em know how pissed i was, really. nice just fades into the background, sometimes. unpleasant things just have more salience.