My apologies for the long hiatus, fellow earthlings and the
tiny huge group of people who read my blog! Yes, I’m talking about you, my ravishing reader who will not be stalked by angst-ridden squirrels.
The thing that motivated me to get my lazy ass moving and update the blog was when I checked my email. What surprised the socks out of me was that I got a new subscriber! which got me heaving sobs that dear Lord, some beautiful souls, in this world actually read this blog.
Yes, This blog.
Extremely evil chick whom I despise: (lots of useless stuff which I forgot including something about how great my hair looked – FYI, that day, my tresses resembled like it was ravaged by cannibalistic goats): “can you do it?”
Me: …uh, I don’t…know…
EEC: Oh, please! Please, T! Pleeeeaseeee.
Me (trying hard not to kill myself with the pen): All hope abaa – S…sure?
What got me around to choosing ‘No’ as a subject were a series of events that culminated in a number of pleasant and unpleasant situations. ‘No’ is such a precarious word with its various implications and for some people like me, it’s hard to just say no to someone. I have a friend who agreed to proof read couple of people’s work even though she had to finish her own assignment with a deadline looming over her head. However, she just couldn’t say ‘All hope abandon ye who think I’ll do their work’ The same thing happened to me in a very different way.
The thing is it took every ounce of me not to lose the semblance of composure there and then. I’m a nice person (No, seriously. I am) but then I end up getting used by people such as EEC. Anyway, I propose that y’all practice saying ‘No’ to people like EEC because these people will continue to use you even when they write you nice messages on face the book. Hello, I regret to inform you that it is a lie – just a big conspiracy theory to wrap your minds in some weird voodoo ju-ju so you feel like you’re on crack and then wham! You’ve been served.
In other news: OhMyGoodness, I found a song today which I heard two years back but I couldn’t remember the name. This always happens. I always find forgotten songs by accident. This means…This means, I HAZ THE SUPER POWAAH. Listening now: just for now – Imogen Heap
You infuriate me.