A Place for my Head

Sarcasm rocks and kills at the same time

Ok, so Sarcasm in many cases is not healthy and may hurt you, people around you, people who loves you or if people already hates you, they'll hate you like ten times more.^^

In any case, i'm a very sarcastic person, at least that's what most people told me. all the time 24/7, i am sarcastic. When having a normal conversation, be it with my boss, parents, friends, lover, i am sarcastic. I tell sarcastic jokes ALOT and most of the time, people dont get my sarcasm. They dont know when i'm being sarcastic or not. It's not that i try hard at being Sarcastic, i think it's a gift from above, that Sarcasm just hits me naturally. Hence, are you at all surprise that my favourite TV sitcom is actually Dr. House.. ^^ I enjoy my gift of Sarcasm as not many people are "gifted".

My brother calls me a hypocrite. For instance, when i swear that i'll never drink, i drink like a camel.

when i swear i wont smoke and hate smokers, well, i still dont smoke, but i was very tempted to light a cigarette recently due to huge amount of stress from all factors. But, i didnt. I dont want to be categorised as a smoker.

I also swore not to stoop to certain levels or do certain things but somehow on a light note, i caved in to not so medieval things. and did them.

Hence my brother calls me a walking contradiction. I set principles in my life, but somehow, i always contradict myself.. i say something in a minute and will go against it the next. teehhehehe. That's an attractive trait aint it.

Another interesting fact, i sms in full. no short forms. I dont understand short forms. I always have trouble deciphering short formed smses especially my mum's. For instance my mum will text me something like " ? i s the x?" when i read that, i was like "what the fuck" Could you ever guessed what she meant...

anyways, i was really wondering why does my heart beat like crazy whenever i see him around? Why do i have the jitters and creepy crawlies in my stomach? Why do i get so shy and nervous?

Why do i look forward to seeing him and if i dont, i'll feel down? Why? But the saddest part of it all, we are impossible. We will never be together... I know it too well. Who the fuck am i kidding?

Like i've said, he's the prince, i'm just a peasant living on the streets, shivering in the bitter cold weather, with shredded drags which are supposed to be my clothes,weak and ill from hunger, suffering from frost bites on my toes and fingers, toes nibbled by rats,cardboard box as my shelter,begging for money for food so that i can just survive for another bitter day.

Guten Tag

posted by thelinkinparkster @ 5:58 AM