.. What is the one trait or characteristic that you think your friends find most distinctive about you?
You read right. I am completely ignoring the first question because my brain hurt itself after reading the quote. I don’t have the energy to be pretentiously philosophical am not in the mood today.
I’d like to think that the people I surround myself with is as diverse as a Kamayan buffet. They’ve all got their quirks and idiosyncrasies. They’ve also got their special ways of annoying me .. and they know that. Sometimes, especially when in a group, I have the automatic response to label and categorize the role that each of them play in my life. Mind you, this is not at all mean of me because I know them, the real them. And thus, only I am the only person who is allowed to call them bitches and whores. In labelling them, I find that it is easier to know myself and which role/character I, in turn, play in their lives. However, this is not how we actually see each other. It just makes it easier to identify one another. To tell you to your face that you are a tramp. Without malice. Without judgment.
In my circle of trust I have Miss Logic. She sees everything in a more level-headed light. Emotional turmoils are turned into graphs and charts, carefully examined under the microscope of reality. Miss Logic is what grounds me to the Earth. Then there’s Miss Vixen. She reminds me that a woman can have everything she wants. She knows that there is power in a subtle flip of hair and encourages us, of the ovarian persuasion, to use that power to our advantage. Miss Vixen brings that unadulterated pleasure of being a woman. I also have Miss Sunshine. She’s like the 615-7am kind of sunshine. Not the 11-1230 one. She’s the one that knows sometimes it’s better not to confront every damn issue in the book because it’s just not worth your precious, fabulous time. She knows to take every moment for what it is and just enjoy it. Life is too short to become clouded in darkness. So let the sunshine in. Then there’s Miss McDreamy. (No relation to Dr. McDreamy.) In her “cultured” ways, she let’s me know that there’s more out there. She urges to to explore the things outside my comfort zone and outside my own boundaries. There is always a possibility of discovering new things when you aren’t afraid to be vulnerable to the elements of reality. If you’re going to be dreaming, you might as well dream big, eh? And last, but certainly not the least, is Miss Neurotic. She is there so I can forever be assured that it’s alright to be a little stir-crazy at times. You are entitled to a little insanity once in a while. I just wonder why people don’t embrace that part of them. And when I get too neurotic and people judge me, I can always point them to the direction of someone worse than me.
And if I asked all these Misses which trait they think is distinctive of me? They’d easily identify my raging, violent, maniacal personality. Hello, it’s nice to meet you. I’m Miss Braun. I have a great need to protect my own. The Misses can attest to that. There have been incidences where I didn’t have the patience to listen to the whole story and just proceed to bash someone’s head in. Mea culpa. But it is all done with good intentions. I swear. Come to me crying and we’ll run out of the pub with brass knuckles and bats. That’s just the way I roll.
OI!
