Wednesday, November 01, 2006

Getting Lost
[Waiting in Vain @

And NO, I'm not gonna go into details on how I seem to acquire a talent of getting lost at the most obvious places, god no, the only viable explanation I can offer now is that I've inherited my mom's utter lack of sense of direction. And her height. And her temper. And her deep, deeeeeep inside compassion for people (covered by an iron wall 20 meters thick, except with me), her skin (no, not white, but soft, which is now marred by my ex-cutting rampage and apparent lack of nutrition), and etc. Pity I don't inherit her looks. Which is those porcelain-like Shanghai people. Which would make me more acceptable in China. Which thank god did NOT happen because then I'd be dwarfed to their size. Which is uncool. Or cool. Depends on my complex of the day.

But one thing I definitely did not inherit from her is her lack of socially accepting people. I guess her being brought up in a posh, rich, upper class family had kind of distorted her view on the world, and the people in it. Now I'm trying to undistort that perspective, and stop her from snapping at people all the time (except at me).

And I guess I forgot what I was gonna write originally. Except that I hate PE. I still have stomach cramps from doing 2 sets of situps last Friday. Anyway, appart from getting lost, and forgetting to bring my money for the stupid gym thing, this lady at some chinese restaurant was also rude to me. Well, maybe her chinese-ridden accent made everything she said rude, but to me she's rude as hell, so I calmly said, "No thanks, I guess I'm not eating here", and exited the restaurant, vowing to never come back again.

One more thing I inherited from her: My temper. Which I don't really show that I've lost it, except at the time of the month, but yeah- a lot of people had died in my fantasy lately. Excluding me. No, seriously.

@The romanian guy who had transformed into a girl overnight to comment of my blog: Ef you :)

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Name: Cynn
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