Inducement: Compelling and oppressive influence.
In other words, Pressure.

Hell no, Im not talking about peer pressure. Maybe a lil bit. But seriously. How many of you give in to irritating friends pestering you to tell them a secret? And trust me, it's smth you don't want the whole school to know. So how would you feel? Well, I lost my cool. After much bag-tagging, nudging, and hair-pulling. There is so much I can take, but when you cross the line, sorry man. I didn't exactly lose my temper, I just got completely touchy. I mean, you don't want to tell and yet people try weedling it out of you hoping in vain to learn smth you don't want them to know. I mean seriously, where's the respect la? Such a thing as dropping and continuing another topic right? Some people ah. I feel completely pissed. And to top it all off, that person called me a petty slut. What happened to the times where people actually spoke politely? I did not curse, nor diss. Only when I got touchy did they come flowing out. I can't help it. If I don't intend to tell someone something, no matter what you do, I won't tell. I'm like that okayy. Conservative it may be, I like my privacy being respected. Not overruled as if it's nothing. If it offends you then I'm really sorry. If people can live without needing to know smth about me, I don't see why you can't either.

I'm not publisizing for sympathy votes. This is after all a blog. Mine, in which I may emphasize. So by telling me to get a life, how does that solve the problem? I WAS content til you came and turn things around. Oh and please, accept the blame if you must. No point twisting and turning and making it sound as if I am the one to blame. I didn't want to tell you, so be it. Accept it and get on with life ok. It doesn't kill you if you don't know what it is right? If you want a lil gossip here and there, I've told so much. But private matters are reserved to a certain few whom I trust. Not to any person who can backstab me the second I tell him/her. I mean come on la, fighting over this is so immature. From smth so small, it balloons into smth so big. Now if I go to school tmr and I get stares, I'll know who to look for.