Blank

I realised this not too long ago; something about myself- I tend to put on a bored expression when I’m around certain people. That’s right, a bored expression; or perhaps it can also be called a blank face. No, I’m not trying to learn from the Ice Princess but I really am putting on a bored face quite often here. Maybe I’m picky in meeting new people. I mean, certain kind of people really do get on my nerves and pisses me off easily. Yea, maybe I’m just picky. If I weren’t, I would be delighted to meet anybody who comes up to me and says hello but I guess I am Miss Picky.

Like I said, certain people with certain personalities gets on my nerves easily. I think I particularly don’t like people with face problem. Face problem, I think it’s just there’s something wrong with the person’s face that makes me feel like wanting to whack the person. Then, there’s the weird type of person. These kinds of people are just plain weird in my eyes. I try not to put people in this category as I am well aware that I, myself, am weird in the eyes of others. There’s also the kind of people who don’t know how to control their mouth and the things that they say. It’s like the words just comes out without passing through their brain for scanning first. Words can hurt others more than a knife can. A physical wound heals with time but the ones that cuts the heart takes much, much longer.

But sometimes, the bored face is there because I really am bored to death! If there’s nothing to do or to talk about, how can I smile or laugh? Later others will think I went bonkers or some sort.