The nice thing about being engaged…
Jan 12, 2008 in General
… is being totally okay with receiving expensive gifts from the fiance… ('cause him buying things for me is equal to buying things for himself)!!
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In any other place, I would avoid you like the plague
Jan 12, 2008 in Life-logger
I hate to admit to believe in the universal laws of attraction, and am more keen on giving up The Secret as a very successfuly marketing gimmick of an eons old knowledge of the world, and yet it's easy to connect the dots when it comes to reevaluating the different pit stops of my life. So it's true, the more I resist someone, the more I'm required to exist in that someone's space, and the more ugly truths I discover about that someone.
Actually I'm human that way, I'd rather blame it on the other person than to agree with the fact that attributes I resist in someone are things that I see mirrored in my life. So right now, you see, I can't quite understand why I'm stuck in this situation, or rather, I resist trying to get out of my fixated belief system that it's all her fault that I'm suffering.
But it's obvious already, I just don't like her very much.
Of course after getting an earful truth of what I previously had been suspecting all along, I don't quite have any reason to enjoy working in her space anymore, right?
So here comes the bitchy side of me. Look, if you're so darn good at what you do, you probably wouldn't have failed at what you tell everyone you're so good at. You probably wouldn't look what you look like now, and more importantly, you wouldn't be trying so hard to tell everyone, 'Yeah I know, I did this before, didn't I tell you.'
Being tactless doesn't mean you've got style, its just means you've given up on being nice to the world because every considers you a tactless bitch, and it just means you've chosen to be totally bared all 'This is who I am, take this or leave this,' and you're putting people in their places… so it has been like this for so many weeks, months, the months of living with the choices I'm presented with, do I accept you for who you are? Or do I choose to bite back and be who the devil in me wants me to be? Do I choose to be aggravated? Or do I choose to be grateful for your existed, that being pushed into your space allows me a mini-training session of learning some self-restraint?
The topic says enough about what I do when meeting types like you, but in the real world, difficult choices are made with a price, so each day I do pay the price… is it a good one? I don't know. Or maybe again I have to keep reminding myself, people like you simply exist to remind me to be thankful for myself, for the people around, and for the love I enjoy… the kind of life I live that allows me to not become someone like you.
For that, I thank you.