Wednesday, October 06, 2004

Pissed Off

Pissed Off I seem to have a knack for pissing people off lately (people at work, to be exact). Being one's self is becoming a dangerous proposition, I belatedly realize. I was just so used to being whenever I am around friends that I keep forgetting that my officemates are a whole lot different people and some may find it hard to accept who or what I am or some may find my lifestyle and personality a little uncompromising for their taste.
The thing is, I wouldn't really care if it were up to me. Heck, I piss people off just because I like pissing them and seeing them pissed. It's just different, that's all. I mean I could call Mai a frigid, cradle snatcher and I'd probably get away with it. It's different at work though, because it's hard to supress my monstrosity.
Self-doubt would then seep into the the, uh, 'parchment cracks' of my already-sluggish mind, un-caffeinated bloodstream, and perpetually growling stomach. Not a pretty sight, huh?
I've lived in this world long enough to know that you just can't please everybody so you just have to live even if your mere presence makes the other person's stomach churn. Hear that, Chel? Just live and work. Let them (her) hate you in peace.
(Whew, finally feeling like my old self again.)
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What's with the funeral and life theme songs? Everyone that I know has one. I probably should jump on the bandwagon, huh?
Wild Horses
The Sundays
Childhood living is easy to do
things you wanted I bought them for you
Graceless lady, you know who I am,
You know I can't let you slide through my hands
Wild Horses, Couldn't drag me away,
Wild, wild horses, Couldn't drag me away...
I watched you suffer a dull, aching pain
Now you decided to show me the same
No sweeping exits or offstage lines,
Can make me feel bitter or treat you unkind
Wild Horses, Couldn't drag me away,
Wild, wild horses, Couldn't drag me away...
I know I dreamed you a sin and a lie,
I have my freedom but I don't have much time
Faith has been broken tears must be cried,
Let's do some living after we die
Wild Horses, Couldn't drag me away,
Wild, wild horses,
We'll ride them someday
Wild, wild horses,
We'll ride them someday

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