A billion people died on the news tonight/But not so many cried at the terrible sight/ Well mama said/
It's just make believe/You can't believe everything you see/ So baby close your eyes to the lullabies/On the news tonight

Thursday, January 11, 2007

don't poke me

I dreamt that I took an injection last night. It’s very sketchy, but I remember I was not afraid. Rather, I was quite surprised that I wasn’t. I was poked on the back of my hand again, like the last time, and I remember saying that I don’t want to try it on my forearm. Then I recall pondering about how come I’m afraid to pierce my ears?


Everytime, I try to recall the strange relief when I finally had my blood test. But until I have to do it again, I rather not.

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