I seem to be misunderstood a lot lately. Don’t ask me why because I also want to ask me why. You say one thing and someone else hears another thing. Not you honey, you’re fine. Me. I say one thing . . . So I’ve taken to shutting up and enveloping my personality in silence. I will be a good listener. And that means that I listen and share what you said with my boyfriend. He’s the only one who will take my personality because he loves me and has to. My other friends also love me but I’d rather find out what’s happening in their colourful lives than tell them about your colourless one. Ahem. Sorry. Personality had shown its face. I’m sorry I’m misunderstood.
Yay, more me in another paragraph! Remember when I quit my job about two months ago? Well, being unemployed is well . . . such a drag. I have had my fill of series on tv and now I’m back to looking for a job. And I found some really great leads that when I tell my father about it he gets more excited than I am. Hm, does this mean he’s looking forward to the day when I can afford to move out? Wait, he’s already told me he does so I’m not wondering any more. I do hope this works out for me cuz it is such a great opportunity and blah blah blah all the things I tell my father to make him happy and tell me he’s charging me rent soon as I get my first pay cheque.
The love of my life is leaving soon and I’m not really that sad about it. Ok, I am that sad. Even more. But I am also happy for him and supportive of his decision. I just pray that he hurries back from the land of loose moraled women. Yes, I am worried. Darn it’s hard being jealous.
I had a whole lot of philosophical things to say in this my first post in forever but all I can think of is I hope DeTamble and 27th Comrade get married in Australia so I can go see real sheep and kangaroos. Am I deflecting my own wish to get married? Maybe. But who cares, I still want to go to Australia. Oh, chatting to DeTamble at BHH today is what brought on my desire to see kangaroos. Yes, BHH happened for those of you that weren’t there. Ask Ivan about the cocktails because I didn’t have any but he sure knows a lot about them. Don’t you Ivan?
Despite my leads for a job, I still want to keep my options open so if anyone is willing to hire a bum who sponges off her father then please leave me a comment. Bum and sponge aren’t my degrees so I will have proper papers documenting all the classes I missed but somehow passed the classes for. God bless y’all tonight. And tomorrow. And everyday.
P.S. The most exciting thing about my life right now is the baby shower I’m looking forward to. I love cute baby things and I just might buy too many for the baby mama to accommodate but what the heck, they’re cute.
1st when u r misunderstood u get to understand others..al th best wit th job search,i did the whole bummin thng and it sucked for me.. Lv ua blog
Comment by Tricia — September 25, 2009 @ 7:21 AM
You just paid Dante one of the biggest unashamed compliments a girl can give a guy: being jealous for him.
I don’t know where this idea came from that being jealous for your laava is somehow not cool/good. I mean, what else should we do, let every depraved sticky-fingered fucker grab and tug at them? Human nature ain’t like that. Of course, an extreme of jealousy would be bad (and would be a bad sign), since it would be mistrust. But absence of jealousy is just as bad, since it would be apathy.
Demonising jealousy is for those “loose-moralled” people to do. Their sexual revolution and “free love movement” left their collective marriage in tatters and the very moral foundation of their society dead. That, children, is what happens when you demonise jealousy.
Jealousy is as normal as it is good.
Did I rant too much? Sorry.
Comment by The 27th Comrade — September 25, 2009 @ 2:22 PM
If TV comedies have taught me one thing it is this: That it is very easy to misunderstand someone. And hilarity can then ensue.
The thing is to understand the person before the words. If I know you would never say anything to deliberately hurt my feelings, and I heard you say something cruel, I would naturally assume that I must have misunderstood what you said.
With that in mind….
Get you a job, girl! This is not Big Brother!
Comment by Baz — September 25, 2009 @ 2:27 PM
Baz, again you proved you are wise beyond your years…
oh wait…
Comment by Dante — September 25, 2009 @ 4:52 PM
Since you are buying in pairs for two identicals knock yourself out woman.
Comment by chanelno5 — September 26, 2009 @ 1:02 AM
My life is not colourful. Telll me about yours. Misunderstood? Happens all the time, to most everyone. I complimented a colleague a couple of weeks ago, last week she tells me she thought i was criticizing her. She had been mad at me for weeks.
Comment by Kaza — September 26, 2009 @ 11:26 AM
Ah -the Comrade 27th – you almost make rational and interesting a subject i find tedious with your little essay on jealousy. Jealousy, as far as am concerned, is unacceptable for it pretty has much to do with insecurity and suspiciousness. At the risk of entering Carlo’s black book, it’s, to me,a silly sentiment that indwells in the hearts of all who don’t know their partners quite well. As to being misunderstood -it should be commendable. It’s an attribute few possess or grasp. I mean, ordinary birds cannot flock with the extraordinary and when they try to, misunderstandings become inevitable. Besides, if I may sound like Lord Henry Wotton, those who misunderstand others are people who are afraid of themselves. Back to you Comrade, I hear you love that animal at Nicodemus. For Comradessake, we, with DeTamble, let’s hook up soon and destroy some f[sw]ine ribs there one of them days! Come along Carlo, and we shall convince you that everything will be alright!
Comment by CB — September 26, 2009 @ 4:29 PM
hey, i liked this , really nice easy reading for the weekend. oh how was BHH? i had GONE FOR THE BRIDE AND GROOM EXPO, IT WAS NICE!
Comment by lulu — September 27, 2009 @ 5:04 PM
You can have several pages out of my book on long-distance romance.
God luck on ever being understood – people generally see and hear what they want to.
And welocamu back to your own blog.
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