This is really messed up.
You know that really gorgeous lady from church’s daughter? The one I’m pretty tight with? Well, she called me a while ago. She sounded okay, so I’m like “Yeah hey….” blah blah, breezing through the small talk. I thought she had called to check up on me (after her offer last time). Then she started telling me about her day. It’s her birthday, so they went to the mall and had a great time tonight and all. Her, a couple of friends and her crush, Marius.
Now the thing is… she is really into this guy. The other thing is… you know her mom had a baby when she was younger, right? A boy. And she had him adopted. And he was named Marius… Me and her (as in the daughter) always used to joke that she must make sure never to fall for any guys named Marius within that age group. But she thought she was safe with this guy… he was in a grade a year younger than her brother would be.
But her mom told her tonight. That this guy. Is her brother. This is so messed up.
They even look similar.
*sighs*
Messed up.
So she was calling me because she felt she had to tell someone (interesting how people react differently. I would’ve bottled it up and written about it. She talks about it). I really didn’t know what to say most of the time. It was mainly silence. And she was crying. And I couldn’t even hug her. Argh. Messed up. And now they’re going for a braai at their house on Saturday. She has no idea how to act around him any more. I wouldn’t either. I phoned her back again later. I still didn’t really have anything more to say. So I told her that. I told her that I didn’t really know what to say when she called. And that I still don’t know. But that I phoned anyway to make sure that she’s okay . There was mostly silence for most of that conversation too. She doesnt mind though. She knows I’m here for her. Even though I might not talk, I’m always here. I hope she’s okay.

My eating patterns are so messed up. I’ll eat nothing but breakfast (half a bowl of muesli) for the first half of the day. Then I either don’t get hungry, or if I do, I crave salt and protein. But no oily stuff. Just dry, salty protein. And then I eat quite a lot. Then I’ll crave sweet. Like pineapples. And then nothing again for a couple of days. What is up with this? *sighs*

I have something very interesting to discuss. And I shall. Soon. Probably on Friday. And I shall also finish the restaurant story .  I have to go now

Your Worried-About-Messed-Up-Ness Sarcastic Poet

~ by cravingoxygen on October 22, 2008.