Welcome to my blog. I respond to Angela. This is a blog that is probably never genuinely happy and a tad deep...but read on.
Welcome to my blog. I respond to Angela. This is a blog that is probably never genuinely happy and a tad deep...but read on.
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posted : Monday, May 9, 2011
title : Do you know me well?
I remember a few days ago my friends and I played the game truth or dare. Of course everyone chose truth I mean who wants to be the one to walk up to Mrs Doria ( who happened to be sitting on the table next to ours) and ask her what the homework was because they completely fell asleep listening to her boring talks? I found that everyone enjoyed the game because it was like a chance to get to know your friends in a deeper form. Many of us just know the outer shell of each other but what goes on in the inside remains a mystery. Here are the few questions that were asked: What is you deepest fear? My deepest fear is of people turning their backs on me when they find out something they don’t like about me or when they no longer need me. I fear being forgotten. I'm scared that someday, I’ll be replaced. I'm scared that someday, people will regret knowing me. I'm scared that someday, I'll be put to second place. The 'replaceable' friend. Don't you ever find it sad, especially when you've put them first in your eyes, but to them you're just second? That you can never be good enough for someone, that there's always someone better than you? Just the second option to them, the second best. I also fear breaking down in front of others. I have never cried in front of others because I don’t like people seeing my weaknesses or my pain. Ask any of my friends they have never seen me cry. I stopped crying in front of my parents by the age of 8. “Sometimes I wish I were a little kid again, skinned knees are easier to fix than broken hearts.” What would you want to change about yourself (mentally or physically?) If I could change one thing about myself then it would probably be to have a pure heart again. To see the best in people instead of being cautious around them. When I was younger I use to be the brightest little girl you could possibly ever meet. My parents told me that I hardly ever cried and would always be seen laughing and dancing to some silly old tune. Nowadays you see me being a moody bitch or fake smiling at random people. I wish I could go back to the days when I was a carefree girl who loved to smile and was an optimistic at heart. What is your deepest darkest secret? This question was asked a million times to each other and the answer that came back was “ pfft like I would tell you?” Tell us something that we don’t know about you. I guess there are a lot of things that people don’t know about me but that does not necessarily mean that I will tell. The most innocent thing that I could think of at the time was: I still have my blanket from when I was a child and I can’t really sleep without it. Its been with me through the bad and the good times so it means a lot to me. I remember that when I was a child I use to bite my nails and my mum would take the blanket off me as a punishment but then I’d go knocking on her door at 12pm at night with tears running down my face because I missed it. Hehe that made her feel so bad. |