Wednesday, 21 January 2009
tittle: CONFUSED
normally, sometimes i want to help a person, like for example, an old man. but then i will have this feeling that i don't like. i did not want to help him. i am so confused. why do i have this feeling. i always reject my thoughts to help them and end up feeling guilty afterwards. am i a coward? i supposed so.i am AFRAID to help them, like it will be an embarressing thing to do. its not like i fear their rejection or comments. its like i don't want to be seen helping an old person. weird huh? do you have that feeling? i think i am abnormal. maybe something has gone wrong since i fell, huh? arghhhh! what do you think of me after you read this ? you may think "oh you are going wrong afterall" or" i always knew you were'nt that person i know", so please write yr comments in the tagboard! no vulgarities or words that hurts, of course...
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Sunday, 18 January 2009
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01:51
Saturday, 17 January 2009
i was playing catching when i fell. i ran straight into a metal bar and collapsed, still conscious. i wanted to lay down but someone asked me not to do it. my specs were drooping, hanging loosely on the edge of my nose. a lot of people crowd around me. i could not see clearly. i could make out several shapes, including Nikhil and JOey. Joey shouted,"oh my Gosh, grace!" Nikhil shouted"don't just stand there, call a teacher!" i touched my head. it felt wet. i saw blood. i muttered 'shit'. someone asked me if it hurts. i shouted back 'yes!' an attendant ran towards me. he pulled me up and lead me to the lsp room. mdm gwee cleaned my wound. joey went to get mr yeo. all the teachers'ah yeohed'.i went to change my shirt and went to the general office. joey was running all around the school to find where 6j had gone to and to take my bag and hers.she came back soon. we waited for a while and mum soon came. she took me to the doctors while joey carried both our bags up to our house. doc said i needed stitch. i was scared. i cried. doc sticks needle to numb my injury. i tensed up. he started stitching. i talked alot. mum asked me not to distract doc. when he poked needle in, it hurts a little, but not as much as i expected. he gave me 3 stitches. the string is blue. i joked that i had extension.
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