Brutality of the Goddess

Apart from reading and writing, one of my most favorite things in the world is to be interviewed.  so, out of boredom and frustration, i decided to interview myself.  here’s what i have to say:

Q: Hello, Stacy, how’s life?

A: Great so far.  a bit frustrating and harsh, but great altogether.

Q: So, what have you been doing lately?

A: Nothing much.  Just traveled the world over in search of the perfect pair of shoes.  Rome is great.  the Trevy fountain is exactly the way the books pictured it to be.  The coliseum–oh!  i just loved the feeling.  you know, when you step into that ruined place you seem to hear the cheers coming from a brutish crowd rooting for their favorite gladiator.

Q: Okay.  that’s nice.  if you were given a million bucks, what would you do with it?

A: well, maybe i’d set up scholarships and the like.  i’d give them to the most deservign kids sans financial matters.  i’d spend the rest on traveling and going on shopping safaris.  looks do count, you know.

Q: Describe your favorite place to go during the summer vacation.

A: Oh, that’s easy.  it’s got several stories, a few escalators and maybe even capsules.  lots of shops, air conditioned, plenty of discount and sale signs on the show windows.

Q: if you were stuck on a deserted island.  what three things would you bring and why?

A: I’d bring plenty of TIME and fashion magazines, a laptop, some functional solar cells for electricity.

Q: what irks you?

A: people who always leech on me for the smallest things.  i also hate the fact that just because i know how to write, people expect me to write everything for them.  haven’t they ever taken English classes?  or perhaps they did but were just busy cheating their butts off?  harsh, but yes.  that’s what i hate.  i do help but only to some extent.

Q: what is the other side of you that we do not know?

A: that i can be a real mean girl.  i can be brutally frank and i don’t give a damn.  i’m a sore loser and i hate people whose philsophy in life is ‘Give Chance.’  i get annoyed when people expect me to do everything for them.  that i only do things i like and that i don’t care what other people think.  you can hate me for all you want and i won’t even exert my effort to win you back.  i can be such an elitist and a material girl, it’d make you cringe.

Q: Well now, that’s…uh…okay, next question.  if you were to ask God one question, what would it be?

A: Are their malls in heaven?  If so, I’m HOME!

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