For some reason, my roommates believe that I am pretty normal. Sure, they catch me talking to myself on a daily, if not bi-daily, basis. And sure, I'm a little (really, Em, you're going to lie to the internet? They know you're the most controlling person ever...just use the word "really" and get past it) wacky when it comes to dishes and the bathroom area. But that's normal right? For someone to have a mental breakdown because a toilet is clogged...right? Well, for whatever reason, they think I'm like this normal girl, with these normal hobbies, who speaks normal English...
Well...it's all lies. Lies, lies, lies.
5 comments:
No, you are right. Sometimes we just need to kill other people. In our MINDS anyway.:)
Roommates have to,er, live with you, so they would naturally want to keep you quiet so they keep saying you are normal. Who the heck knows what is normal anyway. And even if we know what normal is, who has that much power to be the one to decide who is normal. Congrats on your POTW on The Goddess' blog.
WHAT? POTW on The Goddess'? To satisfy my own ego I have searched for and cannot find such a thing! Now I feel inadequate again. Can someone point me in the right direction that will correctly inflate my ego again?
Congrats on your POTW from the Goddess.
BTW, roommates only know you NOW. I am sure you "have ways" of making sure they can never blackmail you FIRST.
I gave you one of my weekly awards for a post well done, come over and collect it anytime you like, if you like.
Happy Blogging!
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