i should just slightly elaborate about yesterday's flag day.

there's only five kinds of people i see during flag day.

first kind:
those who come to you automatically to donate money.
gooodness, i adore those kind of people.
but i guess part of them came to automatically donate those money cause they knew if they don't do it now, they're still gonna die later on when they see tons of us along the way.
so why not get a bloody sticker now,
and then afterwards when along the way, they see more of us,
they can just stretch out their short and stout finger and vigorously point at the sticker on their collar/bag/wallet/handphone/pouch/kid.

second kind:
those who hesitate when you stop them, but eventually dig out some coins for donation.
i guess they just feel awkward that i stopped them.
so they just want to throw in some coins to "get rid" of me.
and i guess they did it for the same reason as above.
at least those people are still kind enough to donate money.

third kind:
those who are reluctant to donate but gives a smile to you when rejecting.
good enough.
at least you gave me a smile.

fourth kind:
those that pretend not to see you, or rather take a longer route just to avoid you.
to those kind of people, i can only say,
fuck you.
no kidding.
you get on my nerves.
and i can't believe i'm still smiling to you asking if you want to donate.
i feel so utterly disgusted by myself.

fifth kind:
those who lie.
auntie: yayaya, donate erlehdi. * point's behind, runs for like .. idon'tknow, her life?*
me: *looks behind*.
me: *realising she was just pointing to the air.*
i can't find a proper word to describe people who are like that.

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and suddenly out of no where, i got a conclusion.
i must be a hideous creature.

i should just slightly elaborate about yesterday's flag day.

there's only five kinds of people i see during flag day.

first kind:
those who come to you automatically to donate money.
gooodness, i adore those kind of people.
but i guess part of them came to automatically donate those money cause they knew if they don't do it now, they're still gonna die later on when they see tons of us along the way.
so why not get a bloody sticker now,
and then afterwards when along the way, they see more of us,
they can just stretch out their short and stout finger and vigorously point at the sticker on their collar/bag/wallet/handphone/pouch/kid.

second kind:
those who hesitate when you stop them, but eventually dig out some coins for donation.
i guess they just feel awkward that i stopped them.
so they just want to throw in some coins to "get rid" of me.
and i guess they did it for the same reason as above.
at least those people are still kind enough to donate money.

third kind:
those who are reluctant to donate but gives a smile to you when rejecting.
good enough.
at least you gave me a smile.

fourth kind:
those that pretend not to see you, or rather take a longer route just to avoid you.
to those kind of people, i can only say,
fuck you.
no kidding.
you get on my nerves.
and i can't believe i'm still smiling to you asking if you want to donate.
i feel so utterly disgusted by myself.

fifth kind:
those who lie.
auntie: yayaya, donate erlehdi. * point's behind, runs for like .. idon'tknow, her life?*
me: *looks behind*.
me: *realising she was just pointing to the air.*
i can't find a proper word to describe people who are like that.

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and suddenly out of no where, i got a conclusion.
i must be a hideous creature.