The Less Apealing Aspects of the Personality of Megan
Subtitle: Why I like Draco Malfoy
I'm Snarky (Irritable or short-tempered; irascible). Things bother me. I'm obsessive about things. When things bother me, I get twitchy and irritable. And usually they're little things...like something not be done *quite* properly or suddenly discovering that my ENTIRE HIGH SCHOOL has completely changed and has become like, a haven for homosexuality as a 'cool' sort of thing. Or at least in the drama department. But regardless- it's downright WEIRD. And I don't feel like I could possibly ever belong with them any more because it's not drama like I knew it. And it irks me. A lot. And I am therefore quick to make sarcastic comments.
I'm Sarcastic (having or marked by a feeling of bitterness and a biting or cutting quality). I say things that sound nice, but I don't mean them that way. It's really quite cruel, but a lot of times I say things so deadpanned that people don't realize I'm being sarcastic. That gets me in almost as much trouble as my sarcasm.
I have a Quirky Sense of Humor. That needs no explanation really, but I think rather morbid thigns are hysterical (IE- 'A Little Priest' from Sweeny Todd. Who else really thinks that a song about eating people is downright hysterical?) Also, my jokes tend to lean towards irony at an unfortionate situation. That tends to insult people rather than amuse them. I've gotten accustomed to the long silence followed by my explation of it was a joke...and apparantly a bad one at that.
I'm Selfish. If something doesn't directly pertain to me- I typically don't care all that much. And I don't make as much of an effort. And it's a really bad thing. But I am, seriously.
I'm Spoiled. Is that really all that much of my fault? I dunno. But I suppose the thought process of 'if I want something, someone will get it for me' is something I need to get rid of. But fact is- it's usually true.
I'm Submissive. And Oh! How I hate that. But I like people to tell me what to do, what to think. I want so badly to rebell or do things for myself- just to do them...but I can't. Something in me demands to be told it's 'okay'. I can't easily breaks laws or rules. It pains me to do so. I'm practically like Ella Enchanted. ARG.
I'm Superficial. I want to appear perfect, to seem happy and content, to seem optimistic, to have everyone like me...I want to be popular and never worry what people think about me or say about me when my back is turned...But the fact is...I'm none of that. At least I, in the deepest recesses of my mind, don't think so. I don't think I'm pretty either. Just plain.
I have an Ego. And a big one at that. I think I'm better than other people, I underestimate others, I think I should be allowed to monopolize other people's time simply because I am me. And everyone should look at me.
I'm Arrogant. Me? Do anything wrong? Never. Bad things don't happen to me. They just don't. And that's the way the world should be. Or at least- that's how I see it.
I'm Not Straight. Not by any stretch of the imagination and that is just a mess in and of itself. We won't go much into that though.
I'm Weak. I can't stand up for myself- not to people who control me or dominate me. (IE- Mother) I will instantly crumble. I hate it.
I Cry. Whenever I get frustrated, angry, or just upset in general. I am Weak. But we already established that.
I'm a Rebel because I want a tatoo and to dye my hair and just not give a shit what people think for once, but I am Submissive because I follow other people's rules about it. (Mother says I can't use the oney she gives me to do it.)
Lastly, I'm a Hypocrite because I know all this, but I let people believe that I am Wonderful.
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Strangely enough, I feel pretty good for having written that.
I'm Snarky (Irritable or short-tempered; irascible). Things bother me. I'm obsessive about things. When things bother me, I get twitchy and irritable. And usually they're little things...like something not be done *quite* properly or suddenly discovering that my ENTIRE HIGH SCHOOL has completely changed and has become like, a haven for homosexuality as a 'cool' sort of thing. Or at least in the drama department. But regardless- it's downright WEIRD. And I don't feel like I could possibly ever belong with them any more because it's not drama like I knew it. And it irks me. A lot. And I am therefore quick to make sarcastic comments.
I'm Sarcastic (having or marked by a feeling of bitterness and a biting or cutting quality). I say things that sound nice, but I don't mean them that way. It's really quite cruel, but a lot of times I say things so deadpanned that people don't realize I'm being sarcastic. That gets me in almost as much trouble as my sarcasm.
I have a Quirky Sense of Humor. That needs no explanation really, but I think rather morbid thigns are hysterical (IE- 'A Little Priest' from Sweeny Todd. Who else really thinks that a song about eating people is downright hysterical?) Also, my jokes tend to lean towards irony at an unfortionate situation. That tends to insult people rather than amuse them. I've gotten accustomed to the long silence followed by my explation of it was a joke...and apparantly a bad one at that.
I'm Selfish. If something doesn't directly pertain to me- I typically don't care all that much. And I don't make as much of an effort. And it's a really bad thing. But I am, seriously.
I'm Spoiled. Is that really all that much of my fault? I dunno. But I suppose the thought process of 'if I want something, someone will get it for me' is something I need to get rid of. But fact is- it's usually true.
I'm Submissive. And Oh! How I hate that. But I like people to tell me what to do, what to think. I want so badly to rebell or do things for myself- just to do them...but I can't. Something in me demands to be told it's 'okay'. I can't easily breaks laws or rules. It pains me to do so. I'm practically like Ella Enchanted. ARG.
I'm Superficial. I want to appear perfect, to seem happy and content, to seem optimistic, to have everyone like me...I want to be popular and never worry what people think about me or say about me when my back is turned...But the fact is...I'm none of that. At least I, in the deepest recesses of my mind, don't think so. I don't think I'm pretty either. Just plain.
I have an Ego. And a big one at that. I think I'm better than other people, I underestimate others, I think I should be allowed to monopolize other people's time simply because I am me. And everyone should look at me.
I'm Arrogant. Me? Do anything wrong? Never. Bad things don't happen to me. They just don't. And that's the way the world should be. Or at least- that's how I see it.
I'm Not Straight. Not by any stretch of the imagination and that is just a mess in and of itself. We won't go much into that though.
I'm Weak. I can't stand up for myself- not to people who control me or dominate me. (IE- Mother) I will instantly crumble. I hate it.
I Cry. Whenever I get frustrated, angry, or just upset in general. I am Weak. But we already established that.
I'm a Rebel because I want a tatoo and to dye my hair and just not give a shit what people think for once, but I am Submissive because I follow other people's rules about it. (Mother says I can't use the oney she gives me to do it.)
Lastly, I'm a Hypocrite because I know all this, but I let people believe that I am Wonderful.
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Strangely enough, I feel pretty good for having written that.