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What fish?
I am fish. Full name Fish Turtle.
I absolutely adore turtles. And fish
Turtles are such cute little things!
Well, only baby turtles.
Saturday, June 10, 2006
Not for the faint-hearted...u've been given fair warning!

so weird...
y is there little irritating spots on my feet??
wad e hell is dat???
haiz...
@ first i tot is some kind of hard, dead skin...
so i used a scissors to cut away the skin..
it started bleeding internally...
ouch!Pain...
mon i shld go c a doctor...
get some kind of medicine for it or wad...
and pray it recovers soon...
haiz..


then it made me wonder...
picture this as clearly as you can:
if i am rotten in the physical flesh...
lying in the hospital bed,
wild tangled unkempt hair,
sunken hollow eyes,
unrecognizable,
face contorted,
composed by bacteria,
cracked lips,
flecked with blood,
a skinny pile of bones,
hands barely existent if not for the hard rough calluses,
swollen useless legs
caused by water retention,
feet blackened by dead cells,
like those u see on tv,
weird little sores growing happily in multiples,
and the doctors are pending a decision to amputate them...
yet my brain is still functioning @ normal rate,
stil lucid clear
aware of wads going on
stil able to carry on a normal conversation....
stil the same crazy girl hu lyds to sing
nonsensical non-existent words...
...
wuld anione still dare to come near me?
wuld everyone be repelled and retreat?
wuld anione come take my hand to reassure me?

...and...

Would he still like me?

most wuld give me politically correct answers..
yes i ll still come near you..
no i wun be repelled or retreat...
yes i ll come take your hand
and walk down the next 60 years of your life...
...
but if this really happens...
what REALLY will happen?
i guess i may know in the future..
i guess i may not know the ans in this lifetime...
no one does...
til it happens...
what wun i give...
to be able to see the reactions in the heart of
Hormo Sapiens
*X-men..haha...trying to put a
lighter tone here...
to reduce depressive feelings...
hmm...maybe we shld think abt this qn
seriously
before giving the ans of our mind..
and check the ans in our hearts...