Ever felt like a moving corpse on auto pilot with only one person capable of reviving you and making you ecstatic? Well it is not that good of a feeling, when you hang your livelihood on only one person, it's trusting but scary, especially for an over-thinker like myself. I mean in five minutes I am capable of coming up with at least one hundred of the worst case scenarios that I end up panicking and wanting to call everything off for fear that one day, I would be all alone and that I will never be able to be the independent person I claim to be. Pretty messed up, right? It does not make sense for me or any sane person to give himself misery for fear of being miserable thanks to another person. The end is still the same regardless of who does what to whom. Try explaining that to a stupid over-thinker at three in the morning. Good luck with that!
It's like by day I am a persona and by night I am another and when the Person is away, God be with all those who come across me. Boy, don't I have issues!
I am a stupid love-struck case of Dr. Jekyll, Mrs. Hyde and your beloved Lady H.
Dr. Jekyll by day is a lovely, fun persona, so loving, hopeful and dreamy. Someone who wakes up counting down the hours till she meets Person. Yet, when she meets Person, she just says: "Hello, good morning" and vanishes. End scene. To you, this is stupid; to me, perfect sense, I am, in a way, protecting my personal life. I hate how people love to interfere in what's not theirs in the first place; I mean seriously, mind your own bloody business. Moving on, the couple of hours of each day that they spend together, make the day bearable. When you bump into each other out of pure coincidence and do your best to pretend you have never seen him before now, is quiet amazing and funny, at least for me. Dr. Jekyll believes the great finale, where she and Person are united for eternity, loving and killing each other simultaneously. Dr. Jekyll is such a girly girl. Meh! She loves her Person, but she does not forget her friends, she tries to balance between her career, Person, family and them. She even tries to go out at least once a week to meet them.
Mrs. Hyde is one crazy mid-forty lady who just adores panicking and driving Person to the hills thanks to it. That woman has a strange ability to panic over things that are still going to happen in two-three months in advance. She is a whole new level of crazy. She is very meticulous and organized in her panicking. She panics in a systematic way. Let's tackle her M.A plan, shall we? "I hope I have all my papers with me. I need to get pictures for those papers. What if I fail in the admission exam? What if I pass it and fail the interview, this means, I would have lost a whole year of my life; I am such a failure! What if I get in and I fail in finding the balance between work, assignments and exams? O.M.G What if something happens and I cannot reach my lecture on time? Would I be deprived? What would I wear? I need to buy new sneakers and a nice durable backpack. I need new stationary and a new desk." That woman is really ballistic, trust me. I live with her everyday and when she decides to show up, she does at two in the morning, so I can kiss sweet sleeping goodbye. Evil, pure diabolical.
Last, but never the least is Lady H, the moping girl when Person is not around. She claims to be okay, but she is not. She is not depressed, when he is away, she just hates everything and would love to spend her days sleeping till he comes back so Dr. Jekyll would drive him crazy for her. She deals with this moping by eating like there is no tomorrow and leaves the weight issues to the doctor. H is very stupid to be doing such moping around. She keeps reminding herself that she is someone important with many accomplishments and that Person is an addition to her life not, essential. He is not the air for crying out loud! After some pep talk she goes around searching for stuff to do to distract herself. She reads, cleans, eats, listens to music, and writes. See she does have a life after all, but at this stage, she prefers to be a selfish cry baby. What I love about Lady H, is that no matter how much she yearns to talk to her Person, she would never be all lovey-dovey and call him and tell him how much she misses her honey-boo. Bleh! Lady H has pride to forbid her from such a thing, and I respect her for that.
I am messed up. Good luck Person, you will desperately need it, if you are planning on continuing this miserable journey with me, I mean us.
Peace out! H!
It's like by day I am a persona and by night I am another and when the Person is away, God be with all those who come across me. Boy, don't I have issues!
I am a stupid love-struck case of Dr. Jekyll, Mrs. Hyde and your beloved Lady H.
Dr. Jekyll by day is a lovely, fun persona, so loving, hopeful and dreamy. Someone who wakes up counting down the hours till she meets Person. Yet, when she meets Person, she just says: "Hello, good morning" and vanishes. End scene. To you, this is stupid; to me, perfect sense, I am, in a way, protecting my personal life. I hate how people love to interfere in what's not theirs in the first place; I mean seriously, mind your own bloody business. Moving on, the couple of hours of each day that they spend together, make the day bearable. When you bump into each other out of pure coincidence and do your best to pretend you have never seen him before now, is quiet amazing and funny, at least for me. Dr. Jekyll believes the great finale, where she and Person are united for eternity, loving and killing each other simultaneously. Dr. Jekyll is such a girly girl. Meh! She loves her Person, but she does not forget her friends, she tries to balance between her career, Person, family and them. She even tries to go out at least once a week to meet them.
Mrs. Hyde is one crazy mid-forty lady who just adores panicking and driving Person to the hills thanks to it. That woman has a strange ability to panic over things that are still going to happen in two-three months in advance. She is a whole new level of crazy. She is very meticulous and organized in her panicking. She panics in a systematic way. Let's tackle her M.A plan, shall we? "I hope I have all my papers with me. I need to get pictures for those papers. What if I fail in the admission exam? What if I pass it and fail the interview, this means, I would have lost a whole year of my life; I am such a failure! What if I get in and I fail in finding the balance between work, assignments and exams? O.M.G What if something happens and I cannot reach my lecture on time? Would I be deprived? What would I wear? I need to buy new sneakers and a nice durable backpack. I need new stationary and a new desk." That woman is really ballistic, trust me. I live with her everyday and when she decides to show up, she does at two in the morning, so I can kiss sweet sleeping goodbye. Evil, pure diabolical.
Last, but never the least is Lady H, the moping girl when Person is not around. She claims to be okay, but she is not. She is not depressed, when he is away, she just hates everything and would love to spend her days sleeping till he comes back so Dr. Jekyll would drive him crazy for her. She deals with this moping by eating like there is no tomorrow and leaves the weight issues to the doctor. H is very stupid to be doing such moping around. She keeps reminding herself that she is someone important with many accomplishments and that Person is an addition to her life not, essential. He is not the air for crying out loud! After some pep talk she goes around searching for stuff to do to distract herself. She reads, cleans, eats, listens to music, and writes. See she does have a life after all, but at this stage, she prefers to be a selfish cry baby. What I love about Lady H, is that no matter how much she yearns to talk to her Person, she would never be all lovey-dovey and call him and tell him how much she misses her honey-boo. Bleh! Lady H has pride to forbid her from such a thing, and I respect her for that.
I am messed up. Good luck Person, you will desperately need it, if you are planning on continuing this miserable journey with me, I mean us.
Peace out! H!
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