Thursday, May 28, 2009

Mean-ing

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Often times, you talk about them whom you know will always be truly happy for you.

Then, there are those who can never be happy for you that you’d seldom think about because, first, it’s a really sad thought and, second, it’s a little embarrassing because no matter how much they’d try to hide it, it still shows. They’d really like it if you just stay as helpless, hapless, and just so down there in a relatively lower and poorer state than where they are in. To them, you are an entertainer that by the end of the supposed show, they will feel good about themselves, feeling more superior to anyone else. They are those who don’t give credit to anyone, who steal a lot of thunders from anyone, and let it rain on anyone else’s parade. They need you that way, feeble and unfortunate because obviously, they think everything is all about them. In fact, when they’d get to read this, they’d be the first ones to think it’s them.

...and they'd probably think you're clueless. >:-)

8 comments:

photosandmemos May 28, 2009 at 1:08 AM  

hala oi, pagka sakto nalang aning mga linyaha=) but saying that jane, kevs to people like that=)

i understand, weve been thru the same from our relatives, when we ahve nothing, sige panaway and look down on us (ipadungog pagyud sa amoa) , when we have a little something, they always have something bad to say...so whatever you do, they always have something negative to say...the best way to live our lives, is to forget about them, stay away from them, and pretend they dont exist...coz whatever we do, theyre still not happy with us,...maka add lang sila sa atong wrinkles, mahal raba ang botox,haha=)

i know what you mean...

Mommy Blogs May 28, 2009 at 11:27 AM  

jin, whoever "they" are... we should not let them rain on our parade. life is too beautiful! live it well and that will be a sweet vengeance hehe!

Aileen May 28, 2009 at 12:51 PM  

i get you. there will always be people who will be like that in our lives. i guess, they are there for a purpose (whatever it is).

chelo is right. kevs sa mga tawo nga ing-ana. there are just those who are insecure and unhappy that they have to say, wish and think ill of other people to feel good about themselves or about their situation.

konsuy May 28, 2009 at 5:33 PM  

naa gyuy daghang "mean", kaayo nga mga tao. but you are made of better stuff kay gwapa man ka, sila bati sila ug nawng mao nga ga "mean-mean" nalang. fa-et. kevs! to the max. mamatay ra na sila. hehehe (inhale, exhale)

plain jin May 28, 2009 at 6:32 PM  

chel, sakto! bitaw, i'm usually kevs with these people. i just needed to write it down just so they know that i know if they happen to not know it yet. lol!

tiris, mao na diha. di man unta ko permi mag-parade. lol! jk.

ai, true. grabe ka-insecure aning mga tawhana and they're taking it all out on us. grabe pa jud ang pretension. toinks. :hide: bitaw, let's continue to be kevs to these people. hihi.

chi, winner jud kaayo imong hirit oi! lol! natuk-an ko sa imong "mamatay ra na sila!" waaaah! hihi.

Aileen,  May 29, 2009 at 1:04 AM  

jane, careful pud ko sa mga super nice and sweet. you know, i've super bad experience with people who seem very sweet. i even thought some of them were my bestfriends. haha.

and then, when you are not looking, they'd go for the kill. and continue to live like as if they're innocent of the crime. LOL! unsaon, sweet lagi.

plain jin May 29, 2009 at 1:31 AM  

ai, as in! waaah! mu-agree jud ko. pila ra juy tagam aning mga tawhana. tsk.

bitaw, seriously, ai, i used to be really trusting to people I meet until eng-eng-eng...LOL! kung sa tagalog pa, sadyang may mga taong maitim ang budhi. hehe.

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