Today went unexpectedly well. It could've been better tho. I mean. Yeah sure it was unexpected and sudden plan but I still expected it to go swiftly. It almost.
Then I was tired. And for some reason I felt like I was plotted to do something I didn't.
Here's the thing you need to understand about me. I don't get twisted circumstances, unless I am spoken directly. SO you have to tell me exactly what you want or I won't get it at first. I will get home and then get what you said. It's not that I am slow(I'm kinda slow) it's just that- I'm an after critic. I have an absence of wit and currency. I have the presence of it when I am alone in my room, replaying all the moments spent, feeling like the silliest girl on earth. And I am so not worth it. I am not an infant. I did what I thought was right at that moment, I didn't think that I would be misjudged. Look at that- HOW complicated I sound when I'm home? It's where I over-think stuffs. That is not a good thing.
I have no big heart, not like everybody has it...I am thankful no matter how I express it. But sometimes (most often) my actions speak differently about me. I don't like my image. I don't like what everybody thinks of me, because I am not that person, I am in loathe of being that person. I am not the quiet, unfriendly image. I am the giggly gossipy- can't never keep a secret type. I don't understand twists or the people who expect highly of me. I am not that. And I have no idea why I am having these weird feelings and why I am trying to explain it because it's just so frustrating when I don't understand things. Now I realized. I like people who are straight-forward. Who tell bottomless things to your face. Those kind of people I can abide with. Others are just aliens to me.
Anyway, for what I've known and learned is that- when someone is counting out gold for you, don't look at your hands or the gold. Look at the giver. That's a quote actually. And it's an awesome one.
So at the end of the day- I am thankful and I might be going bed early tonight. This is the highlight of my oh-so-miserable-week.
Then I was tired. And for some reason I felt like I was plotted to do something I didn't.
Here's the thing you need to understand about me. I don't get twisted circumstances, unless I am spoken directly. SO you have to tell me exactly what you want or I won't get it at first. I will get home and then get what you said. It's not that I am slow(I'm kinda slow) it's just that- I'm an after critic. I have an absence of wit and currency. I have the presence of it when I am alone in my room, replaying all the moments spent, feeling like the silliest girl on earth. And I am so not worth it. I am not an infant. I did what I thought was right at that moment, I didn't think that I would be misjudged. Look at that- HOW complicated I sound when I'm home? It's where I over-think stuffs. That is not a good thing.
I have no big heart, not like everybody has it...I am thankful no matter how I express it. But sometimes (most often) my actions speak differently about me. I don't like my image. I don't like what everybody thinks of me, because I am not that person, I am in loathe of being that person. I am not the quiet, unfriendly image. I am the giggly gossipy- can't never keep a secret type. I don't understand twists or the people who expect highly of me. I am not that. And I have no idea why I am having these weird feelings and why I am trying to explain it because it's just so frustrating when I don't understand things. Now I realized. I like people who are straight-forward. Who tell bottomless things to your face. Those kind of people I can abide with. Others are just aliens to me.
Anyway, for what I've known and learned is that- when someone is counting out gold for you, don't look at your hands or the gold. Look at the giver. That's a quote actually. And it's an awesome one.
So at the end of the day- I am thankful and I might be going bed early tonight. This is the highlight of my oh-so-miserable-week.
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