17 August 2007
It's the "teacher" who's annoying here.
01 August 2007
Which side?
I'm sure all of you have used "Sorry, woke up on the wrong side of the bed" at least 63 times to excuse yourself when you feel like bitching around. Fun, isn't it? Very convenient. I know--I use it everyday since I learned how to spell equality in prep school.
But it kinda gets tiring after some time. It still works, but part of me craves for a new motto. Even a number of wannabes doesn't buy it anymore and I apparently now have this--ahem--misunderstood image of a cynical warfreak. Tell me: Is it so wrong to expect a right answer to "who do you think you are?" The world can be so harsh sometimes...
Which leads me to a Eureka-ic realization:
I haven't been waking up at the wrong side of my or anyone else's bed. I don't have any childhood trauma or has-been syndromes like those of Britney Spears or Sandara Park. Not once did I aim for pestilence against all nicotine belchers or armageddon bewteen me and bird brains in skirts and too much face powder. Almost my whole life I had only wholeheartedly searched for the cure to closet-hood and carried the banner of honesty and clarity.
All this time, I haven't been rising from the wrong side of the bed.
I've been waking up to the wrong side of the world.
But it kinda gets tiring after some time. It still works, but part of me craves for a new motto. Even a number of wannabes doesn't buy it anymore and I apparently now have this--ahem--misunderstood image of a cynical warfreak. Tell me: Is it so wrong to expect a right answer to "who do you think you are?" The world can be so harsh sometimes...
Which leads me to a Eureka-ic realization:
I haven't been waking up at the wrong side of my or anyone else's bed. I don't have any childhood trauma or has-been syndromes like those of Britney Spears or Sandara Park. Not once did I aim for pestilence against all nicotine belchers or armageddon bewteen me and bird brains in skirts and too much face powder. Almost my whole life I had only wholeheartedly searched for the cure to closet-hood and carried the banner of honesty and clarity.
All this time, I haven't been rising from the wrong side of the bed.
I've been waking up to the wrong side of the world.
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