Not sure what to think about this.
My mother has a wonderfully strange friend, I shall not reveal her name. She's a nice woman, and has a few eccentricities. But everyone in the world can be said to be like that, so whatever.
Instead of talking in circles I'll just get to my complaint.
She treats me like a little dog or something. Every time she sees me she has to say something in a super high voice and give me a big smile that radiates sunshine and rainbows and radioactive pleasure.
I made the mistake of wearing a yellow dress one day and she says to me, "Oh you look like a bright flower! You're so cute, Emelia!!!!" She uses my middle name for some reason.
She does the same thing when I talk, she laughs at me and says things like, "You're so cute....your attitude is so...!!!"
I never know what to say, I just smile and once again, that seems to provoke her creepy compliments. So cute!!! I was just trying to explain something I read...
I straightened my hair and wore it tied back in an elastic and that elicited another, "You're cute today!"
I sure feel cute right now!
/sarcasm
Tuesday, April 3, 2012
Like a bright flower
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