stop it.
barrage: an enormous, concentrated outpouring. at someone/something. my word of the day.
i donated blood today, for the first time at Red Cross Singapore. it didnt hurt - honest. & i felt really good after. in a way it's like, atoning physically (in a very undefiled sense) for what i feel im doing wrong mentally & emotionally. & for all the other things i feel i could do to help but jus cant get off my lazy ass to do. hmM. i guess in a slight way, it's like having scenery while i travel on this guilt trip. it doesnt make a difference, but it does distract. i dun wanna add "difficult" to my unglamourous list of vices so i will take the distraction. so please dun let me have some unknown blood virus that harms rather than helps whoever receives my pint.
my closing thought for today while i ride on my neighbour's wireless connection - some pple mull. some people share. others question. some shove them into a corner. certain ones let go & forget. someone tell me which causes the least pain. that's all i wanna noe. i feel like ive tried them all yet none work for me. no matter what it is i end up deciding to do it hurts like hell & that sucks.
i hate that in my eyes, you can do no wrong.