Pink Cupcakes
This apartment complex really ruffles my fur sometimes. I'd like to compose a paragraph completely consisting of endless A's in an endless scream, but that, unfortunately, is not part of formal or memoir writing. Today, so as to preserve your eardrums (for now, at least), I shall keep my feelings inside.
In the future, I plan on putting together a post containing results from quizzes concerning my personality. For now, here's one about my assertiveness. Is the word assertivity? Nah. There's a red line under it...
According to your answers to this quiz, you appear to have a passive style of relating to others. While this seems to prevent conflict, in the long run you and your relationships may suffer. You may feel like you're getting along with people for a while, but you may feel resentment build up inside and sometimes explode with anger and frustration and not know why, as you allow others' needs to be met before your own. Others may not even realize that you're unhappy with the way things are until you're really upset, when they would have otherwise accommodated your wishes had they been made known. Learning assertive communication skills can really benefit you as you'll learn how to get your needs met in a way that also benefits others. Find out how to speak up for yourself and make your life more how you want it, strengthening your relationships with others at the same time.
The whole paragraph describes my whole life, especially that part about others not realizing I'm unhappy. I however cannot bring myself to let others know how I feel. Whenever I think about one of my many problems, it affects the way I deal with things. Sometimes my whole body just slumps down and a frown forms on my face, and I half-heartedly do whatever I happen to be doing at the time, yes, even showering. Sometimes I'll be singing in the shower, remember my problems, and slowly switch to muttering to myself. If I'm cutting onions in the kitchen, I start handling the knife with less strength. I just don't feel into it anymore. Then my mom notices me mumbling and grumbling and she's all like, "What's wrong with you?" And I go all like, "Oh! Yeah! I'm fine." As much as it's unhealthy to bottle up my feelings, I don't want to tell my problems to everyone. Why would they care? Would they help me?
When you’ve been strong for too long, you need to let your feelings go. You can’t carry on concealing your feelings, telling others you’re all right when you really aren’t. Some don’t care to ask if you’re really telling the truth about your feelings. Some know how you feel, but they think the fault is with you. Most can’t even tell whether you’re telling the truth or not.
One "I'm okay," conceals a hundred mixed feelings.
Anyway, back to the topic of this apartment complex ruffling my fur. The other day, they placed papers on everyone's doors telling of a pest house cleaning to be performed the very next day. The fact that having a pest cleaning requires much preparation and action, and the fact that they reminded us LATE, really got to me. Oh, My, KITTIES! Is this place for REALZIES?! Most of last night and in the wee hours of the morning, all of us X brother H cleared the kitchen and bathroom up. Know what makes me even MORE mad? They didn't come to our house today! Know what makes me mad even MORE? Mommy and Daddy bought groceries that we can't fit into the fridge because the fridge is full of stuff from the pantry which we cleared out for the pest maintenance dudes who DIDN'T. EVEN. COME!!! AAGGHHH!!!
Snowfall happened today, falling fast and endlessly. We didn't even go to Jumuah prayer, which was what I was looking forward to. Well, actually, I look forward to it every week. But anyway, my sister and I were supposed to attend a halaqa today in another city with a friend by the name Kbar, but the halaqa was cancelled because of the snow. So, Kbar being Kbar, asked us to come to her house and chill! Who could turn down such a wonderful offer, right? So we spent at least 3 hours at her house, talking about important things while eating pizza, baking pink cupcakes and decorating them with cream cheese frosting. We also had chocolate ice cream and raspberry sorbet. I made the cupcakes all by myself. Kbar just bought the mix. I know, I know. Good thing she provided neon colored gel food coloring!!! I'll show pictures on HSBCI.
Until next time! :)
In the future, I plan on putting together a post containing results from quizzes concerning my personality. For now, here's one about my assertiveness. Is the word assertivity? Nah. There's a red line under it...
According to your answers to this quiz, you appear to have a passive style of relating to others. While this seems to prevent conflict, in the long run you and your relationships may suffer. You may feel like you're getting along with people for a while, but you may feel resentment build up inside and sometimes explode with anger and frustration and not know why, as you allow others' needs to be met before your own. Others may not even realize that you're unhappy with the way things are until you're really upset, when they would have otherwise accommodated your wishes had they been made known. Learning assertive communication skills can really benefit you as you'll learn how to get your needs met in a way that also benefits others. Find out how to speak up for yourself and make your life more how you want it, strengthening your relationships with others at the same time.
The whole paragraph describes my whole life, especially that part about others not realizing I'm unhappy. I however cannot bring myself to let others know how I feel. Whenever I think about one of my many problems, it affects the way I deal with things. Sometimes my whole body just slumps down and a frown forms on my face, and I half-heartedly do whatever I happen to be doing at the time, yes, even showering. Sometimes I'll be singing in the shower, remember my problems, and slowly switch to muttering to myself. If I'm cutting onions in the kitchen, I start handling the knife with less strength. I just don't feel into it anymore. Then my mom notices me mumbling and grumbling and she's all like, "What's wrong with you?" And I go all like, "Oh! Yeah! I'm fine." As much as it's unhealthy to bottle up my feelings, I don't want to tell my problems to everyone. Why would they care? Would they help me?
When you’ve been strong for too long, you need to let your feelings go. You can’t carry on concealing your feelings, telling others you’re all right when you really aren’t. Some don’t care to ask if you’re really telling the truth about your feelings. Some know how you feel, but they think the fault is with you. Most can’t even tell whether you’re telling the truth or not.
One "I'm okay," conceals a hundred mixed feelings.
Anyway, back to the topic of this apartment complex ruffling my fur. The other day, they placed papers on everyone's doors telling of a pest house cleaning to be performed the very next day. The fact that having a pest cleaning requires much preparation and action, and the fact that they reminded us LATE, really got to me. Oh, My, KITTIES! Is this place for REALZIES?! Most of last night and in the wee hours of the morning, all of us X brother H cleared the kitchen and bathroom up. Know what makes me even MORE mad? They didn't come to our house today! Know what makes me mad even MORE? Mommy and Daddy bought groceries that we can't fit into the fridge because the fridge is full of stuff from the pantry which we cleared out for the pest maintenance dudes who DIDN'T. EVEN. COME!!! AAGGHHH!!!
Snowfall happened today, falling fast and endlessly. We didn't even go to Jumuah prayer, which was what I was looking forward to. Well, actually, I look forward to it every week. But anyway, my sister and I were supposed to attend a halaqa today in another city with a friend by the name Kbar, but the halaqa was cancelled because of the snow. So, Kbar being Kbar, asked us to come to her house and chill! Who could turn down such a wonderful offer, right? So we spent at least 3 hours at her house, talking about important things while eating pizza, baking pink cupcakes and decorating them with cream cheese frosting. We also had chocolate ice cream and raspberry sorbet. I made the cupcakes all by myself. Kbar just bought the mix. I know, I know. Good thing she provided neon colored gel food coloring!!! I'll show pictures on HSBCI.
Until next time! :)
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