Monday, November 09, 2009

Yet another one bites the dust

I went out with friends on Friday to drink. We drank coffee, mostly.

One of these friends of mine I haven't seen in a year. She turned into a health freak with an aggressive way of expressing her well meant intentions. We had a "ping-pong match" of wills as my friend (Eleanor) pointed out.

And no, I do not want to try out herbal remedies because I did in the past and they didn't do shit.

Oh and no, there is no way I wanna hug my mother. One, she hates it. Two, I'd hate it more. I'm not used to hugging and I don't think I could ever get used to hugging my family members. Friends are OK, it's just that we don't do it in the family. It's just not our thing.

And don't get me started on telling my feelings to my family members. We don't do that. I mean sure, if we have problems we do talk about it, but we don't say things like "oh, when you said my ass looked big in those pants really hurt my feelings, you shouldn't say stuff like that" and so on. It's a fact that my ass looks big no matter what I wear, so do my boobs for that matter, and if someone comments that I say true, and bite back.

We have a way of trading... well... insults, only we don't really mean it. It's more like a playful barter. And if not, I give as good as I get. I seriously don't need someone to tell me how I should handle my folks when said someone does not know them.

What can I say? It was sad to see another friend go cuckoo.

I liked her better when she still drank beer, talked lots about books and literature and had the hots for one of our profs.

Sniff.

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