"A man who will not lie to a woman has very little consideration for her feelings." -Olin Miller
One word pretty much sums up everything I have to say: Horror.
Horror for so many things. Like the deadly math test which I reckon I will fail (whatever about 25/30 man), horrific chinese script etc etc. If I listed them all out, I bet you will still be reading this tomorrow morning.
I have found another reason to hate myself: selfishness. I realised that when I'm in a bad mood, I expect everyone in the world to be nice to me. I become cranky, I am not good company and I spoil other people's moods. Then when others are in a bad mood too, I steer away from them.
It's really difficult to change that. It has to do with the values I was brought up with: Not to be friends with people who can potentially harm you. And to me, people in a bad mood are potentially harmful indeed.
I wish he would tell the truth; I wish I could stop lying.
Red hot chilli stung my tongue;
Hopefully some ice will get it numb
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At the end of the day
All I'm hoping for is a bit of warmth
Is that too much to ask for?