Memoirs

Memoirs, as someone put it, are slices of life. They're just a small but significant portion of the whole story. And that's what this is -- snippets of my story.

Wednesday, June 22, 2005

In which my life seems like a never ending movie

I have made my decision. I am quitting Z's team. It's different this time. It's because I really don't have time for it because of my job. I could do another team and will ask to be placed somewhere else if they feel I am an appropriate person for any of the teams, but it will be completely their decision.

I feel as if my life is almost like a never-ending combination Cinderella/modern chick-flick story. My life pretty much stinks until I get to dance with the prince and then the music stops, the clock strikes and I have to do the honorable thing -- I have to run away. The difference is that the prince never comes looking for me. I have to go back to my evil stepmother and stepsisters until the next ball, where I dance with the prince again, the music stops, the clock strikes, and I honorably run away. And the prince doesn't come. Over and over again. I have to work so hard to prove my worth, and I succeed. I dance with the prince, but then the music stops. The clock strikes. And I have to run away.

Life stinks . . .
~MK

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