How do you tell someone they are acting the goat (to borrow a phrase from Captain Haddock)...
People can be sopig-headed goat-headed. They won't be logical, but at the same time won't make allowances for emotion. And in the end, no matter how emotional I can get, I eventually hit rock bottom.
You can make me cry and bawl a day or two - but eventually there'll be nothing left. Eventually all I feel is dead inside. Nice time to make a move, no? (Very Indian sentence structure... lol... can't help it... must lighten this grim mood.....)
So anyway Professor Goat... as I was saying... do what you want to do.... if you think you'll be happy hiring that two-faced lying %^#@^.. (ahem... am I getting carried away here? Do children read this blog?... Nah... why would any self respecting child read this blog... surely they'll have something better to do....)... anyway, ahem,... where was I?
Oh right. If you think you'll be happy working with that liar that lied to your face and enacted a multi part script... go right ahead. Don't you realise he made a fool of all of us?! You included! I'll be right here with a cushion for your ass once you're done kicking yourself.
And if you dare ask me why I didn't say this to you.... I'll tell the truth. You never believe me unless you want to. Whenever it suits you, you choose to think I'm misguided, unthinking, or just plain wrong. Well, it doesn't matter now. It's your life. You have to live it. Considering the person you are, you'll probably fall on your feet like a cat. Though how any self-respecting cat could work with that two-faced rat!!! is beyond me. But this judgement will remain on the pages of this blog... cos this isn't the real world. And here I don't have to censor myself. And here I can be wrong. And maybe I will be wrong. (Though I don't think so - I personally think that lying SOB is going to chew you up and spit you out....)
Will we survive this? I don't think so. If this was a season, it's probably coming to an end. I can't bear pain and loss. I'd rather rip the band aid off and count one more friend down. After all - 10 years isn't that long.
People can be so
You can make me cry and bawl a day or two - but eventually there'll be nothing left. Eventually all I feel is dead inside. Nice time to make a move, no? (Very Indian sentence structure... lol... can't help it... must lighten this grim mood.....)
So anyway Professor Goat... as I was saying... do what you want to do.... if you think you'll be happy hiring that two-faced lying %^#@^.. (ahem... am I getting carried away here? Do children read this blog?... Nah... why would any self respecting child read this blog... surely they'll have something better to do....)... anyway, ahem,... where was I?
Oh right. If you think you'll be happy working with that liar that lied to your face and enacted a multi part script... go right ahead. Don't you realise he made a fool of all of us?! You included! I'll be right here with a cushion for your ass once you're done kicking yourself.
And if you dare ask me why I didn't say this to you.... I'll tell the truth. You never believe me unless you want to. Whenever it suits you, you choose to think I'm misguided, unthinking, or just plain wrong. Well, it doesn't matter now. It's your life. You have to live it. Considering the person you are, you'll probably fall on your feet like a cat. Though how any self-respecting cat could work with that two-faced rat!!! is beyond me. But this judgement will remain on the pages of this blog... cos this isn't the real world. And here I don't have to censor myself. And here I can be wrong. And maybe I will be wrong. (Though I don't think so - I personally think that lying SOB is going to chew you up and spit you out....)
Will we survive this? I don't think so. If this was a season, it's probably coming to an end. I can't bear pain and loss. I'd rather rip the band aid off and count one more friend down. After all - 10 years isn't that long.
