sry.

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Saturday, October 08, 2005

lies

Sometimes i lie without noticing until much later when i think about it.

i'm talking about small minor lies, (but still..)

i think what i lie about is what i want to think.

and what i want people to think.

my mind gets fooled by what i want to think about.

so what i want to think about becomes the 'truth'.

i really don't notice it sometimes.

i feel really bad about this since it's the fasting month, so,

you may not know,

but i'm sorry if i lied. (:

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i'm still sick and it's too bad i cant take the ordinary medicines for fevers,

and i cant take painkillers.

hope i can go to school on monday.

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oh yeah. yesterday, on the way to the mrt station, i was desperately in need of TISSUES.

like, what if i sneeze in the train and i spill all over?!?

soo... i was hoping and wishing for someone to be selling tissue papers, (like the one-dollar woman) and i thought that i would gleefully pay that person for a packet.

so i met one while walking under orchard road.

but did i stop to buy? no.

i dunno why. whats wrong with me?!?! the poor man needs money and i need tissues!!

and then i felt like a total big-in-the head woman. i am so MEAN.

kay. then i got into the train and got a seat at the twoseater place. lucky for me, so that people would not see or hear my urgent need for tissues. i didnt try to sleep. what if i start rubbing my nose or smthing like the girl liyana was talking about. :S

in the train i saw this down syndrome guy and this mute guy with his friends, whom i think just came back from his friday prayers. i am so fortunate.

when i got off i met this guy with no left arm, strumming his guitar using that lump of meat hanging from his shoulder. SO... this was my chance to help. after ignoring the tissue guy. phew.

i am so fortunate!

That's all there is. (:
10:48 AM

packed and left.

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