Showing posts with label guarded. Show all posts
Showing posts with label guarded. Show all posts

Tuesday, October 4, 2011

You Get Under My Skin

Dear Excellent Blog Readers :)
Do you know someone, have a friend or even just an acquaintance who just gets under your skin every time you are in 
contact with them?
Whether its a text, email, online chat, phone call or face to face.
Boy or girl.
I do.
Although, i would never admit that or tell you who.
I'll just continue to let you think I'm referring to you.
And by doing this, maybe i will get the upper hand over you.. but then, if you don't realise it's you, then it's my loss. Again. But we'll both never know.. have i lost you with that ramble?! I do believe i just did a full circle.
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They always seem to have the upper hand & be one up on you.
Always.
You feel like you have to claw your way back to some form of normality & resistance only for them to irritate you again & again, shoot you down over & over.
Tearing you to shreds.
Teasing you.
Is that the best you've got? Come on.
Give it to me.
Do your worst.
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Yet... all you want is more of it.
You are hungry for it, ravenous.
What's a bit of banter between friends?
You get under my skin & i hate it!
Or should that be, you get under my skin & i love it..
And for some idiotic reason i cannot for the life of me not react.
You know that saying 'Every action has a reaction.'
That's me to a tee.. well, only in this instance.
Usually, i can easily turn the reaction off so you would never know.. but this is something else.
Is it because I find them a challenge & therefore want more & more to do with them because i feel like i need to prove myself to them, even though i know i don't have to prove myself to anyone?
I'm going to go with.. Yes!
What would this blog be without a shout out to good ol' Blue Eyes, Mr Frank Sinatra?
I guess it would just be another blog really.
He sang 'I've got you under my skin...'
..and I do.
And ofcourse:
Peace out Tiger.
xox

Wednesday, June 29, 2011

Using a fake name when ordering coffee :)

Why?
Is it for the mystery, the excitement that we told a white lie to a total stranger & the fact that they will never know the truth,
will we get caught?
I know for a fact that I am not the only person who does this
when getting a coffee.
A few of my friends also have alias names.
Alias names are so James Bond, so Ethan Hunt & so hot right now!
I guess part of the reason I do it is because quite often people don't understand me.. I'm not talking a different language & I'm pretty sure I'm not talking jibberish..  
(no, sorry, I'm not going to tell you my real name, the majority of you will know me anyway)
What i will tell you is that my name has often been mistaken for Carol & even Nicole.
I took it upon myself to take away the awkwardness of having to correct people & spell out my name each time i order coffee.
It's just easier.
This got me thinking.
Why are we so scared about letting people know
who we really are?
Is it a subconscious protection for ourselves so we don't give people the opportunity to hurt us?
I, for example, am very guarded.
It takes a hell of a lot for me to let someone in.
A close friend put it best when she said about me:
"You are easy to get along with but hard to get to know."
Yeah. Can't really add anything to that.
She hit the nail on the head.
This quote is up there on my list of favourites:
"People who are guarded are afraid that you can see right through them. That's why they hide behind layers."
True.
Who really knows you?
Well, going out on a whim, I'd say there would only be a handful of people who really truly know you.
Inside & out.
Hold onto these people because those who mind, don't matter & those who matter don't mind.
Getting back to names..
..as per this picture recently sent to me by a friend, maybe I'll change my name to this:
...although, that might confuse people more.
'Copenhagen? Like the capital of Denmark?'
'Yes.'
XOX
ps- Speaking of Copenhagen, i hear it is amazing & i would love to go there!
Will you take me?
Please?