They do. Mine tastes like, uh, paper that's been soaked in nutmeg and cinnamon. Yeah. So it basically tastes like wet cinn-meg cardboard. Oh yeah. Nevertheless, this is the only meal I will be having for the day so... *eats*

Ew.

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Whenever I tell stories like the one I am about to tell you, I feel that the reaction I will get from people is "That's rich coming from someone who doesn't believe in God." And I can't really blame anyone for thinking that since I do happen to display a certain amount of aetheism. But what I have come to understand, and this I do not bother to explain to other people, is that there is something bigger out there. I don't know what or who it is. I just know that nothing is ever in my control.

I woke up late today, *tsk tsk* super late that I didn't even get to make myself a cup of coffee. As a result, I was dozing off on the train to school. Now, there's a certain plane of consciousness where you are neither asleep nor awake, where your mind continues to work but your body does not, and I guess I went into that a while ago. But as far as I was concerned, I "knew" I was awake.

Apparently, I wasn't awake because I felt a hand shake me awake. I opened my eyes and saw this Indian girl. I would have missed my stop (well, not really, since my stop is the last one. But then I would have ended up in the place where trains go after they reach the last stop and I have no intention of finding out where that is. Haha.). But divine providence, my dears! Divine providence.

Go ahead, start telling me that I have no right to talk about divine providence. All I know is that there is something or someone out there that will always be looking out for me. And I am thankful.

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kitten posted @ 12:35 PM