bored. So shoot me. If you can catch me. You won’t be the first who tried. And I’m making up for last week. So WEH!
As seen on Colleen (now known as Saint), Sundancer, and MissChriss (who is now in outerspace ‘coz the aliens abducted her) and numerous other people’s blogs. Oh and done by Say What too – but I can’t compete with her. Go check.
I am: sick and tired of people who live in the past, and use their past trauma as an excuse for the mistakes they make today. Get over it already and take responsibility for your actions! I’m also bored. This is why I’m doing this thing
I have: Ugly feet & toes. There’s more, but I won’t bore you
I know: in the end things will work out exactly as it should
I think: too much, and over analyse somewhat (Miss Chris and I could be twins ;-))
I don’t think: I will ever get that boob job. Ah well….
I want: to work closer to home
I have: a few good friends that mean the world to me
I like: tranquillity more than I like noise, but I love having a house full of people!
I dislike: (whoo, this is long, I’ve been told I have issues)
lying ~, pretentious ~, overbearing ~, backstabbing ~, spineless cocksuckers. And colleague # 5. (takes a breath)
People who think they are too clever, the bees knees, materialistic, dishonest, who don’t listen (when I talk). People who don’t have a life outside of their relationships, who interrupt me when they see I am busy, who make excuses. Must I stop now? And people who play it safe. Take some chances, will you?!
I hate: second guessing myself
I dream: of living on an island, not having to worry about money
I fear: losing a loved one
I am annoyed: when I have to repeat myself, when people question my motives, when I am told “you don’t mean it” – I said it, so I mean it, right?
I crave: koeksisters, anyone got a recipe?
I usually: hide my feelings, and keep to myself
I search: for the answers all the time
I hide: the chocolates from the boys. All three of them.
I wonder: is it really possible that (all) people could (possibly) wake up and smell the roses? And move on?
I know: myself and my limitations
I just can’t help: being a bleeding heart
I regret: never getting the treinspore (braces)
I love: being with friends and family
I can’t live without: family, friends, wine, books, music, love & laughter
I try to: say what I think and feel
I enjoy: dancing (remember the palm tree?), socialising, reading, listening, observing people (Ooh, I like doing this, its so much fun!)
I don’t care: for superficial things
I always: follow my gut
I never want to: have regrets
I rely on: my faith
I believe: people are not born evil
I dance: whenever there’s music on, I don’t need a nightclub to let my hair down
I sing: atrociously. But I still sing
I argue: all the time, especially when I believe I’m right. Which is often 😉
I write: because it’s a creative outlet, and the only time I really say what I think, feel
I win: every spelling contest at home
I lose: my temper when people don’t listen to reason, or when they refuse to see a different viewpoint, or when they try forcing their opinions on me, or when they are just plain stupid, or…
I wish: we could undo the hurt we inflict on others
I listen: intently, too scared I might miss a nuance
I don’t understand: people who pretend to be what they aren’t, people who buy R3k suits while others are starving! Seriously?!
I’m scared of: losing immediate family, my income, independence, my marbles
I forget: not everyone cares about the same things I do, or see things the way I do
I am happy: with my life. For today.