15 September 2009

Today was probably one of the most painful and most unpleasant days I've ever had to endure my entire life. Food poisoning + car trip + airport mishap + traffic jam + miscommunication.


Good deeds never go unpunished.


This proves true when I try to help Matt and Hafiz with financial troubles.
This proves true when I try to be nice and give people a lift home.
This proves true when I try to help a friend get a girl.
This proves true when I try to be the middleman in a friend's lovers quarrel.
This proves true ....


It always proves true. >_>
If my parents truly loved me why did they raise me to have such ... a feeble heart ... and like ... an even worse conscience.

I feel terrible for not helping, but yet when I help I'm screwed.


Ahh the eternal conundrum of:
"Would you rather I knife out your left eye or your right eye?"