See, there's this other thing. I used to hate the very concept of getting in a relation some years back and I absolutely detested children. Now I go 'Aww' overtime I look at a happy couple or look at people getting married in cheesy films and an even longer 'Aww' which is more like an 'Aaawwwww' when I look at children, doing completely random things, by the way.
I try. I try really hard not to show it, to act as if there is no greater agony other than watching a kid randomly go around in circles with those big eyes of his, looking so cutely confused.
See this? See what I just did? I never spoke about children unless I compared them to spawns of Satan or something.
I tried to get back to my former self with the last post I wrote. But, I just couldn't. It wasn't as funny as it could've been.
I cry for normal things where people are supposed to cry like-
1. People talking about going away.
2. People talking about going away, etc.
But, then I cry for really stupid things as well-
1. When my mom doesn't listen to my stupid stuff.
2. Chandler and Monica getting married.
3. I don't know many different ways to cook Maggi.
4. When my special people forget me..:-(...[ohh...my ds crybaby]
4. When I burn my super yummy cheese popcorn's...and many more.
That's like Rachel after her pregnancy crying over wearing her slippers in the wrong feet.
Oh wait. This is fiction.
I'm not even pregnant. I do not have the liberties to turn into a water-pipe. Or a tap or something
Wait.
Maybe, it's just growing up.
Guess, it's not that bad.
Has its good sides too.
But, that's for another day.
Okay, I'm done being mature now.
It is bad! I want to hate children and weddings again!
*sobs*
P.S. Ignore ppl....ghhhhrrrr...:-|
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