IT'S ALL ME

Hi there, I thought of something just now, today I bought a cake from someone and she said she would deliver it around twelve pm, so I told her I had a class around that time (by ten) because I wanted her to bring it earlier although I knew the class was unlikely to hold, but when she got here she said oh you’re the one who had a class by twelve, right? While that was not what I meant, that was how she interpreted it. This led me to ask myself, at what point is a lie a lie? Is it when the false words have left your lips? or when they have reached the ears of the other as false? Because she didn’t know I meant 10.am when I said that but the fact she interpreted it to mean 12 means that while I did not lie to her, I did lie all the same… or something along those lines.

So I observed some of my male course mates and I realized a lot of them don’t like canceling out what they had written down, whenever they had to a stressed out expression always appeared on their faces, and I figured that that seems to be an extension of that childhood part of them that thought it was cool to wear two white socks just to appear neat in secondary school, and continuously comb through their short stubby hair if even so much as a breeze wafted through it, to keep separate handkerchiefs for dusting their bag, uniforms, and seats. Not that any of these things are bad but for people who play like they intend to sacrifice a few of their limbs to the fun gods they sure are attached to appearing like level headed humans. At least that was what the boys in my secondary school did when I was growing up. You might be thinking that was an awfully long winded explanation for such a simple behavior (who’s expressing OCD behaviors now?), but that’s generally how I perceive things.

I really hope you enjoyed spending these few precious moments with me, if you did remember to like this post and share your thoughts with me in the comments section below. Çiao.