Tuesday, June 23, 2009

Tug Of War

It is like a tug of war.
I swing like a pendulum.
I give away to please others.
And I draw back to protect myself.
The greedy curiosity is always there.
Chewing on your privacy.
"It cannot be that bad."
Someone said to me.
"Since you enjoys popularity!"
That is exactly the mentality.
So the tug of war proceeds.

I am not a star or anything, which probably means privacy will not be a deal "THAT BIG" for me. Mais non non non non non... I found recently that privacy is one of the most basic rights a human being deserves and mine has been endangered and violated by my extremely inquisitive neighbour... She lives next door, and whenever we met, she has endless questions for me.

"Where did you go?"
"With whom?"
"What did you eat for lunch?"
"And who cooked the meal for you?"
"Why you eat at 10 O'clock?"
"And why you call that lunch?"
"Where is you Dad are your parents?"
"Where is he going are they going?"
"When did he they leave?"

Madam can you just stop it?
Because I do not even know you.
Isn't a "Good Morning" enough?
Or simply a "Hello!"
I barely know what to say.
For all your questions.
It is a very deep one for me.
Why I eat at 10.
Basically I tell the truth.
I eat at 6, 10, 15, 19, or more often than that.
Because I eat.
Whenever I need to.

P.s. About the lines-through: My mistake- actually she is interested in both of my parents, instead of my Dad only : P hahahahaha...
So, ummmmm I guess she is not a psycho, not yet. She is just a nosey parker...

Oh I do not live with my parents. They live with me, occasionally.

I do not know why I mentioned tug of war. And I can be really mean.




SavvyD said...

Maybe she's really lonely.

Fran said...

I think she just wanted to say something but her first lines always sounded "uncomfortable" to me... I will not call her BAD, just... *sigh*

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