be nice. i tried.
so. i'm kinda tired. :)
was helping out in a night bazaar. and for a good cause too! we've been planning it for months.. not that i did much, but i attended meetings and stuff. and gave ideas and everything. i just didn't have much to give that's all. but it's different.. doing what i can for someone somewhere on the other side of the world, or a different world from me anyway. how long has it been since i did something to help others? community service in school, i nv did hard, meaningful things. i did easy, not-meaningful things like.. stacking books at the library. or weeding. i never helped anyone. the truth is.. it scares me to help someone in need. i'm scared of old people, i'm scared of kids, i'm scared of disabled people. i guess i'm just sort of socially awkward in that sort of way. ever wonder what to say? what do they want to hear? is help without social interaction really inferior sort of help? hmm.
anyway it was nice to think of someone other than myself for a change.
there was a blood drive at my school this week. surprise surprise but i went for it. i plucked up my courage(strange phrase) and marched my bloodful self over there. i really really tried to be as brave as i could. i'm TERRIFIED of needles. i don't know what made me do it. but i did. and i got poked and type tested and all. and as i sat on the blood giving bed, they tried to find a suitable vein.. and they couldn't. i'm serious. my veins are too small. and the needle's too big. 'some people just aren't made for giving blood, sorry but thanks for trying!' just as well right i'd probably faint from just looking at the big needle.. but truth is, i was so disappointed. i hate being psyched up for things.. even things as unpleasant as giving blood, and then being let down. haha. but it's funny now looking back. i mean.. i tried. not like i didn't try. so yay to me for being brave and trying to help. :)
alrighty. i'm just going to put a picture up and leave. it's a tired me.
just a couple of my favourite people. :) ish blurry. but i like it anyway.
was helping out in a night bazaar. and for a good cause too! we've been planning it for months.. not that i did much, but i attended meetings and stuff. and gave ideas and everything. i just didn't have much to give that's all. but it's different.. doing what i can for someone somewhere on the other side of the world, or a different world from me anyway. how long has it been since i did something to help others? community service in school, i nv did hard, meaningful things. i did easy, not-meaningful things like.. stacking books at the library. or weeding. i never helped anyone. the truth is.. it scares me to help someone in need. i'm scared of old people, i'm scared of kids, i'm scared of disabled people. i guess i'm just sort of socially awkward in that sort of way. ever wonder what to say? what do they want to hear? is help without social interaction really inferior sort of help? hmm.
anyway it was nice to think of someone other than myself for a change.
there was a blood drive at my school this week. surprise surprise but i went for it. i plucked up my courage(strange phrase) and marched my bloodful self over there. i really really tried to be as brave as i could. i'm TERRIFIED of needles. i don't know what made me do it. but i did. and i got poked and type tested and all. and as i sat on the blood giving bed, they tried to find a suitable vein.. and they couldn't. i'm serious. my veins are too small. and the needle's too big. 'some people just aren't made for giving blood, sorry but thanks for trying!' just as well right i'd probably faint from just looking at the big needle.. but truth is, i was so disappointed. i hate being psyched up for things.. even things as unpleasant as giving blood, and then being let down. haha. but it's funny now looking back. i mean.. i tried. not like i didn't try. so yay to me for being brave and trying to help. :)
alrighty. i'm just going to put a picture up and leave. it's a tired me.
just a couple of my favourite people. :) ish blurry. but i like it anyway.
posted by glenda at 12:00 AM
1 Comments:
yes nana at least you tried! patpatpat on the back and then a big soupy xiaolongbao for conquering your needlephobia! :)
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