met up with someone yesterday, who had a favour to ask of me, and got very turned off by the things she said and her attitude.
as a materialistic person, she chases branded goods and the high life. in her younger days, i guess you could say she was a party animal.
so we were talking, and she asked me, “have you ever been drunk?”
i shook my head.
“when was the last time you did something crazy?”
“when i left singapore for 3 years?”
“that’s not crazy. have you ever just gone to do something fun, let yourself go?”
this made me mad.
WHO THE HELL is she to judge my life? i have NO DESIRE to go party and get drunk, that’s stupid, childish and does no good to my body nor add anything to my life. just because YOU think you are cool because of your party-girl background, doesn’t mean that the whole world wants your lifestyle. that kind of lifestyle is not for me, and like i said, i think it’s a stupid lifestyle.
MY idea of crazy is: jumping off a bridge, jumping off a plane, running off a cliff, going to a foreign country to stay when i don’t know the language, flying off to the grand canyon to work just a few days after my last paper.
crazy enough?
i was so pissed i didn’t even wish to argue with her–there’s no way you can argue with this kind of people who think their life is oh-so-perfect. who are you to judge my life based in your own values? i don’t share the same values as you, and i’m glad i don’t.
sorry, but i won’t be helping you. i don’t respect you, and i don’t like the fact that you take advantage of my parents’ generosity. it’s not like we are close; you call me out of the blue to ask for a favour, and why should i help you? just because we are “family”?
no, i don’t think you have ever treated me like family, not from the way you ‘fleece’ my parents. i am most willing to help people i care about, people whom i share true feelings with, even if they are not ‘family’. and i help them unconditionally.
but i can’t bring myself to help someone like you.
i know i shouldn’t think this way, but.