Wednesday, March 07, 2007
On my way home, I saw a girl crying, I think she is my neighbour.
I slowed down despite its going to rain....
I dint know what to do. I have a pack of tissues in my pocket.
The
angelic side of me was telling me to give her the pack of tissues while the devil is pushing me away: 'Hey
c'mon, she is such an arrogant person. Continue walking! Its gonna rain soon'
I... I continued walking. Bad
For the rest of the journey, I was thinking. Seriously I
dont really hate her but why dint I gave her the pack of tissues? Finally I found the answer. A very simple answer -- Rejection. I was scared she reject me. Yep, I'm definitely scare of rejection, and neither do I like to reject people. It's bad feeling, both ways.
in the lost&found box .. 4:45 pm