Some says I'm peculiar, some thinks I'm different and some, well there are the cases of those envious green monsters.. What do I think? I don't know. I think I'm pretty normal.
When I eat, it's not because I'm hungry. I eat cuz beau wants me to gain weight. His goal is 55. well, I'm 44 now. When I sleep, I don't dream. I sleep just to gain the energy I lost so that I won't be a zombie the next day.. When I laugh, I laugh wholeheartedly. I don't have half-laugh. I don't have fake laughs. I just laugh. It might be scary to some.
When I shop, it's therapy. I don't care what I buy, as long as I buy something. The cash that flows out represent the anger/frustration whatever.
When I sing, I don't expect you to compliment or comment me. I know I don't have a good voice. You don't like it, suck it up. Or be the 5 672 391st people to complain. Either way, that's not my problem. I sing when I'm nervous, I sing when I'm scared. I sing when I'm happy, even when I'm sad. [OMG that totally rhymes! I can make poetry HAHA] I pretty much sing all the time.
When I got angry while on the phone, I hang up. It's not because I'm running away from you, no. I hang up because I wanna calm myself down so that we can have an adult talk after I calm down rather than me ranting and not very productive. It'll hurt the both of us.
When I say you're beautiful, you are. I say what I mean. All those little compliments about your hair or shoe or the top you're wearing, they're straight from my heart. Also, when I say I love you, I really do. There's no questioning in that.
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