I have trouble with honesty. I don't know if it's trust issues or if it's because I'm scared of what people might think. Sometimes there's no suitable explanation for what I might lie about. Sometimes it's just what is easier at the time.
Perhaps it's an omission of truth. Or rather it's a slight alteration the truth, I can't seem to be always truthful all the time. Don't suddenly question everything I am or everything I've told you. Rather urge me to be honest with you in the future. In the end, I want to be honest with everyone, but it's hard for me sometimes.
In other news, I'm helping my mother make Puto (filipino pastry) and we went school supply shopping and we're going to sew soon. Bonding for reals.
Tuesday, July 31, 2007
Honesty.
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PUTO! Yum!
(I've told Sam a million times to just tell people the truth. Half the time, he lies about stupid little things. Like, he tells someone he can't hangout when really he just doesn't feel like it. Then, it's not worth it, and it turns into a huge ordeal when someone finds out that he couldn't tell them the truth in the first place)
I don't know if that's actually happened, and I know it's a lot of nothing for no reason, but the moral of my [gay] story is,
Honesty is worth it in the end.
P.S. I may or may not be a hypocrit.
(We should just be vague, rather than honest, I think)
OMISSION! That's what you call it.
Okay, enough comments pour vous.
PUTO is a male whore. Just thought i'd point that out. Please allow me to have puto with your family some time. I'll say "Wow, this male whore is delicious!"
hi i have this now and cant use it ok bye
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