Thursday 16 April 2009

embarrassment is the flower of life; thank you for giving me my husband back

Hahahaha, why?
Donno, when I first heard that, I just thought it sounds quite plausible.
Yeah, I like that.

It's kind of dirty but that depicts the reality of life, you know, how I see the complexity of life.
Ah.

No. I think you are making it very clear. All the lies and superficiality behind the all love relationship. That's disgusting.

While the shoe hunt was decided, will treat you something nice. How are we going to get nice food in a crappy snack bar, mum? Maybe she meant that "we eat out". Is that a kind of gesture that I AM YOUR CHILD AND YOU ARE THE MUM? Well, as a matter of fact, I don't remember whether I was a child crying out for whatever they want to possess. I didn't want to ask for anything. I didn't want to ask them to be embarrassed, because they couldn't afford nor were false parents not really caring for their child. I said, no I don't want it. I don't need it.mum, I don't want that. I insist. I always tried not to order expensive ones and pretended that I really want to go for that cheap plate. I didn't want mum to know I cared for her pocket. No offence. You don't earn much. So easy to burst into tears, to be deceived by colleagues? I don't think they like me because I am not interested in their life. I don't want to get involved in their gossip. I won't be a friend of theirs, they talk rubbish. I don't talk to them. This is why my boss loves me. I only think about work when I am at work. What do they talk about, mum? Rubbish.oh.so you bragged them? Yeah. Haha and you bought them lunch? Yup. What was I supposed to do? My daughter has won a competition because she is exceptional; the frail and adolecent manner.

Not like feeling insulted or humiliation,
Be precise.
At a very certain degree of exposure the one wouldn't want it publicised, but by whatever reason, chances of inescapable, unavoidables, available in titan black or rather dazzling in a thin moment can only be captured by scientific mind, oh well, just let it go, we've got to laugh about it.

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