I'm such a pain in the arse sometimes. Yes, open admission this is. I make people's life difficult, or rather, I make them feel uncomfortable talking to me because I ask so many questions that they reach the end of the rope listening to me. Most times, these people give up answering altogether and choose to ignore me.
Honestly, I do this intentionally. Not exactly for any specific reasons, just want to provoke them to thinking. Yeah, I know, how would it make someone think when I'm actually irritating them right? My reason being if I provoke them enough, their irritation will turn to questions and these questions would probably eventually lead to thinking about life. Haha.
For example:
Me: Why do you like going for diving?
Answer: Because I love the thrill of it.
Me: What thrill is that? I mean, diving?
(Halfway through that I don't think I can think of an example that justifies my actions. I'm better on the spot. LOL)
For the record, I don't just question people randomly. Most times I pick them out. Evil evil. Yeah. It's like a purpose in life. But at the same time, I know I have made so-called enemies out of this and also, 'surprise surprise!' friends too. I am weird. I know that. Heh. Crazy woman! Oh, well...
The thing is, I'm a people person. And a people person does not like to be disliked. They want to be loved. So guess what? I have successfully, in many occasions, kept quiet when I didn't agree with what some people said about some stuff. Why? Because I am afraid that they would dislike me. I so want to slap myself for this. It's not a nice place to be at you see. I feel uncomfortable too when I do that, as in ask annoying questions, but I know I HAVE to ask and yet I don't do what I HAVE to. Don't ask why. *slaps myself*
Oh, and I also know why I sometimes act like an arse to people I care about. It's the strong will in action. Really. This is not deliberate and definitely NOT an excuse. Normally if friends or loved ones say they love me, I won't take it as that (reminder: not deliberately done = natural). I have a tendency to test them in many different ways to see if they really love me. I mean since you said you love me, then would you really love me even when I am not well-behaved or nice? Trust me, strong-willed people would understand me. Lay man terms, they would 'feel' me. And if you show us love no matter how annoying we can be, then we know that we can trust you. Get it? Man, I'm giving too many hints. If you still don't get what I mean, go bang your head on the wall. Out!
Forgive the unheavenly language. Right now, they're the best way I can describe what I am thinking.
same yet different,
gracey
Honestly, I do this intentionally. Not exactly for any specific reasons, just want to provoke them to thinking. Yeah, I know, how would it make someone think when I'm actually irritating them right? My reason being if I provoke them enough, their irritation will turn to questions and these questions would probably eventually lead to thinking about life. Haha.
For example:
Me: Why do you like going for diving?
Answer: Because I love the thrill of it.
Me: What thrill is that? I mean, diving?
(Halfway through that I don't think I can think of an example that justifies my actions. I'm better on the spot. LOL)
For the record, I don't just question people randomly. Most times I pick them out. Evil evil. Yeah. It's like a purpose in life. But at the same time, I know I have made so-called enemies out of this and also, 'surprise surprise!' friends too. I am weird. I know that. Heh. Crazy woman! Oh, well...
The thing is, I'm a people person. And a people person does not like to be disliked. They want to be loved. So guess what? I have successfully, in many occasions, kept quiet when I didn't agree with what some people said about some stuff. Why? Because I am afraid that they would dislike me. I so want to slap myself for this. It's not a nice place to be at you see. I feel uncomfortable too when I do that, as in ask annoying questions, but I know I HAVE to ask and yet I don't do what I HAVE to. Don't ask why. *slaps myself*
Oh, and I also know why I sometimes act like an arse to people I care about. It's the strong will in action. Really. This is not deliberate and definitely NOT an excuse. Normally if friends or loved ones say they love me, I won't take it as that (reminder: not deliberately done = natural). I have a tendency to test them in many different ways to see if they really love me. I mean since you said you love me, then would you really love me even when I am not well-behaved or nice? Trust me, strong-willed people would understand me. Lay man terms, they would 'feel' me. And if you show us love no matter how annoying we can be, then we know that we can trust you. Get it? Man, I'm giving too many hints. If you still don't get what I mean, go bang your head on the wall. Out!
Forgive the unheavenly language. Right now, they're the best way I can describe what I am thinking.
same yet different,
gracey
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