About Me
- *Gladys*
- Makati, Philippines
- I am extremely complex. It would take a genius to comprehend such thoughts running in my mind. I am not a psycho though or at least not yet... I have no interest in killing people... I mean not all people, just some. I was not even once considered as simple. I may be an angel or a devil, both characters are residing deep within me. It only depends to the person I am with to bring which character suited to deal with him. I have huge problem in expressing what I really feel specially to those I really care about. I tend to say " you're such a stupid klutz" when I really mean "take Care". I prefer to be cynical when it comes to Love, but I'm a very positive person to almost everything else. I don't hold back negative thoughts, I always say them out loud =) I am constantly trying to change for the better. It is harder than it seems but at least I'm doing something about it
July 18, 2010
More About Me….
I am COMPLICATED. That is actually a fact, an information obtained by numerous studies by one EQ genius named after me.A number of phenomenons had brought me to this conclusion. I analyzed the subject (which is myself) through color psychological test. The result? I am the blackest of black and the whitest of white. To make that more complicated those colors doesn’t mix. It just stayed in its spot, making my color what? Spotted? (eew!!! What the bloody fuckin hell is that?) When i got my heart bloody shattered, I started questioning what I believed about myself. It introduced me to the extremely weak person that i could be. Ironically, at the very same time, I’ve learned how extremely strong I also am. Speaking of this bastard jerk ex of mine. Everytime I think about him, a litany of curses uttered by me is a common scenario. However there are also times that I would smile at myself and tell him how proud am I of him for having the balls to let me go, and I’m fuckin sincere about it. Don’t get me wrong. I don’t love him anymore. Every night that I would pray to God before I lay down to close my eyes. I would beg him to not give me anymore problems but when I wake up, I would find myself being problematic because I don’t have a problem. I am confused. I am a person without any dreams. My dream so to speak is to have a dream. Can I get more complicated? I bloody think so. I’m a psycho.
