April 10, 2008

• Tooth Truth.

  
  

  So, the quote un-quote cavity is not really a cavity afterall. It was actually a piece of kernel that has embedded itself in my gums for… uh three days? Listen! I brushed, and brushed, but nothing came out until morning of day three, it finally came out. Nasty, I know. Last time I’m eating popcorn!

  
  

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  Genuine Decline.

  
  

  Have you ever been so nice to somebody not because you pity them (okay maybe not pity, but something in you just says you have to be friends with them), because of the somewhat unfortunate circumstance that they are in? Hmm, you must be confused. For example: You obviously treat and talk to a mentally disabled person differently than you do with your friends. If the M.D person does something stupid, you wouldn’t actually tell them that they’re stupid for doing that. Whereas, we would declare our normal friends stupid, even if they didn’t do something stupid, because you know — we love our friends like that.  Tough love. Get the point? Okay. So the matter of fact is, people are compelled to treat the less fortunate with a better conscience. And I, am guilty of that:

  
  

  There’s G. Went to highschool with him. G is autistic, but a different kind, he’s actually a savant. Besides a little mumbling and speech impairment, his writing and how he convey himself in words is, if not, better than the average person for his age. So he goes to my university now too, and from time to time, I would bump into him at the bus stop. He would greet me excitedly and ask me how my day was, talk about things that he is interested in. Last time I remember, he was reading about zombies. No, not the fantasy kind, but the “How-to-become-a-zombie” kind. Uh, yeah. AND he was in the midst of writing a novel. Yar, genius.

  
  

  Anyway, the point of this blog hence the name is that G wants to ask me out to a movie. He’s been inviting me to many events and I’ve been kindly declining each and every one of them. I don’t know, is that mean? I just don’t want G to get the wrong idea. Well, for the last invite to the movie, I just replied back saying that my boyfriend and I have something planned for Friday. Underscore boyfriend. Do you think that was too harsh? Is he going to kill himself?! Like you know, they always have these cases on the news!!!

  
  

  How do you decline a M.D person without hurting their fragile ego?

  
  

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  It’s such a nice day today here in Toronto. : )
  Good for a walk I say…

  
  

   

  
  

   

  • 12:26 pm
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