(Nerro is sitting in the office staring inside her purse)
R: eih ya Nermo, are you looking for something?
R: have been looking inside your purse for a while?
R: (waiting for an answer)
N: I am cheering myself up
R (in a sarcastic tone): aha..now that makes sense..you have a clown inside!!
N: nnno, am Coulrophobic
R: Wow…that sounds intense, say it again.
N: lol, phobic to clowns!
N: I have a new pink wallet, fa I look at it for a) I am cheering myself up, b) am sorta obsessed with it
R: Pink is overrated
N: Pink is diminishing from my desk and purse. Not a good sign, no!!
R: go green…pink is tacky
N: I hear some displaced anger against pink young lady…get a grip.
R: It is very well placed, plus think about it. “green” is cliché. ya3ni you can start bragging out and saying things like “I have given up on pink to go green. It is environmental friendly”
R & N: Lollllllling
I’ve been taught that my very key to success as a trainer is to make a personal impact. Well, sounds easy but it is not. For subtle quiet people like myself it is pretty exhausting.
I always feel compelled to walk around with a hidden bunny under my hat. I am a naturally quiet person, neither my looks nor my attitude are captivating. Hence I have to keep the bunny hidden and bring him out when required.
And when is “when required”? it is pretty much when I crave for attention. Mind you.. Gemini are attention freaks, they mostly like to be the center of attention. That said, I don’t think I always like to be the center of attention. Sometimes I enjoy being an invisible creature keda, I indulge in the unnoticed spot until I get bored, or the urge hits me, or else have something interesting to say.
I don’t usually talk for the sake of blabbing, coz I blab in my diaries, I tend not to do so in my daily life. Anyways…I wonder if one day I will ever be admired for my own mildness.
On Human Emotions:
“Happy, smile. Sad, frown. Use the corresponding face with the corresponding emotion”
There is nothing wrong with being angry for a while. Also, there is nothing naive or stupid about being incurably positive. C’est la vie