Mean mornings?
Saturday, November 19th, 2005My life is a bore. So dull I wish the ground would open up and devour me completely. This year hasn’t been easy for me. A lot of shitty things happened and it has greatly affected my moods. I am not very good with being nice especially at mornings when I just woke up. I am basically not a morning person. I do not want people talking to me right after I get out of bed. I first have to have my caffeine fix, brush my teeth so that my breath will not repel any living thing in front of me, and of course, take a bath . Does anyone really want to talk to a person who looks like a troglodyte and a breath that smells like dead meat? It escapes me that some people get mad at me when I point it out to them that I hate it. It’s so hard for them to understand that peolpe in this planet are very much unlike. I tend to be sarcastic and quite bitchy when one engages himself on a conversation with me in the morning. I find it unnerving and I just can’t stand it. I try to tell them that I don’t want to talk but they just don’t listen. When I start bombarding sarcastic comments and bitchy replies to shut them up they hate me. They say I’m mean. Yes, I’m mean. I am not nice. I am not your typical morning sunshine. That is how I am in the morning so better leave me alone when you see my walking out of my room looking like a mess.