colourblind

just out of curiosity,
when will enough be enough?

just how much am i supposed to endure before i'm (verbally/physically) allowed to retaliate? why do i have to play little miss nice all the time? why is it that i seem to perpetually be on the losing end? what, do i have "bully me" stamped across my forehead?! what exactly have i done to warrant this kind of treatment? pray tell..

am i too naive, gullible, innocent... all of the above, or just plain delusional. (wait no, don't answer) hook line and stinking sinker, i fall for the same crap time and time and time again. from Y>Y>L>T>T. *shudders*

see, here's the thing (cute little ref. to gym class heroes): i've been wracking my brains the past few days (a truckload of drama [relatively minor, only in relation to past typical-victoria-type dramas] has unfolded, naturally) and i've actually run out of reasons to explain this phenomenon.

it's just one stellar example of life playing a cruel and seemingly neverending/endless/continuous joke on me.

i shan't even bother feeling sorry for myself, or attempt the whole "woe is me" act. boofrickinhoo. this is far too ironic for even the likes of me. one can't help but laugh bitterly in the face of this 'adversity' haha. i mean, what else is there to do?

repeat after me:

when life gives you lemons, make lemonade!
when life gives you lemons, make lemonade!
when life gives you lemons, make lemonade!
when life gives you lemons, make lemonade!
when life gives you lemons, make lemonade!
when life gives you lemons, make lemonade!
when life gives you lemons, make lemonade!
when life gives you lemons, make lemonade!
when life gives you lemons, make lemonade!
when life gives you lemons, make lemonade!


ever heard the saying "fool me once, shame on you. fool me twice, shame on me." well yeah, that applies too.

*wry smile* funny, isn't it?

was chatting to deb all the way in nz.. can't recall whether it was just this afternoon or the night before (time difference and all that, messes with my head) might've been both. even though we haven't spoken on the phone in... ever - being the tech-savvy folks that we are, *snort* we've always felt more inclined to email (the real hook is the concoction of subject titles. ooh.. i'm pretty sure only you and i got that deb. CUE: INSIDE JOKE) - yet somehow it feels fine... comfortable.

let me tell you, she is one wise child, (fine. 'child' is taking it a bit far, given that she's only like half a year younger *grin*) i often tell her she's blessed with wisdom beyond her years. so true.

she tells me to calm down and not let my feelings show, which i'm interpreting as;
1. never let them have the upper hand.
2. always keep your poker face on.
3. show no sign of emotion.

..... to be cont'd

status: hooked on meteor garden reruns on youtube. daomingsi! now that's what i call effort!