WORLD BEHIND MY WALL

People think I'm strong but really, underneath this shell lies two very different personalities. Ever wondered why you could never figure me out? That's because you're not seeing the two personalities as being separate from each other. One of them is tough, bitter, disillusioned, swears, and doesn't want anything to do with insufferable bloody idiots; The other one is innocent, forever hopeful, idealistic, loves fairytales and looks forward to finding the perfect man. Both of them know that the perfect man is: 1) NOT an idiot. 2) Enjoys and appreciates their sense of humour. 3) Can handle her mood swings. 4) Able to keep up with her or, better yet, be one step ahead of her sometimes.




One word for it

Wednesday, January 23, 2008 x 10:27 AM

As of now, I am in a seriously bad mood. I swear my dad is going through his 2nd menopause. I swear! He's soooo cranky lately. All I said to him this morning was: "Don't you think this chicken smells a bit funny? It smells like cockroaches." Then BOOM! He explodes. He went on about how I always behaved that way, that I "disrespected" him, that mum used to say the same thing about me. And then you know what? It just got better. He started saying that he would never go with me to Australia, that he would never let his feet touch Australian ground as long as he lives. What the fuck? What did I do this time? Commenting about the smell of his fried chicken is disrespecting him? Boy, has he got a lot to learn about respect! And you don't hear me inviting him to come with me to Australia or wherever I plan to go. It's at times like this that I can't stand him. I told myself I wouldn't let my mood be influenced by his totally uncalled for outburst but I failed. I admit it, I am UPSET.
And now my throat hurts.