Uly’s got the words…..

I confess.

I like gossip, as a chat. I like talking. I like talking about other people, the goods and the bads. And I’m a good listener. I do love talking about myself much more than I talk about others. That’s why if you notice, my blog is mostly about me, my family; some silly stuff that I enjoy. Sometimes I talk about public figures, or breaking news.

I like gossip, because I’m only human (a stay-at-home mom at the moment! Hahaha…). But I want to be honest. I don’t want to be one of those who write on their blogs, "I don’t like gossip… Don’t they have something else to do besides gossiping? I don’t have time for gossip. I’d rather do something more important, like making money to pay my mortgage" but at the same time, her/his blog is all about how annyoing their mother-in-laws are… how stupid their colleagues are… how they diss housewives for not making money to support their husbands… Every posting is about how bad other people are and how good she/he is. OK, I’m not pointing at any particular person, let’s just leave it that way.

But as much as I love gossip, I set some rules. The rules I try not to break.

No harms caused. No making-up stories, especially the stories that affect others’ life. Telling brutal lies to spice your story up? NO-NO! That’s just wrong. But I can talk like this, "Gosh. I hate Susan. She wears Gucci purse, Dolce and Gabbana shades," then continued, "Yeah, but she works, she deserves everything she can get. I just cannot understand why she loves brand name stuff so much? Is it even important? But she doesn’t have kids, she’s actually almost free like a bird. I’m jealous that she can just fly to Jakarta for a week when there’s cheap promo ticket. I wish I could do the same. Bitch!"

Talk about how you have different opinion with others, and how you think your thought matters than others. Or talk about, "OMG! Did you see the picture of her house? That’s huuuuuuuuuuuuuugeee!!! I wonder how much it’s worth (but don’t go on with investigating through paid web service. That’s just creepy!). And other girl would say, "Naa.. that’s not that expensive. It’s located in the forest. Try a huge house in SF. Now that’s something! That won’t cause any harms. It’s just something you say for the sake of talking.

And those are my kind of "gossip".

The most important is don’t cross the line. Talk about the ladies, a little dissing is fine. But don’t say mean things about the kids. That is just soooooo wrong. The kids know nothing. They’re all wondeful, no matter how "bad" they are. And if you have problem with the ladies, don’t include the husbands. WTF? The lady I talked about on my previous blog (And don’t be mistaken, I’m not talking about the lady who’s sadly been fired back by lots of ladies here. This one is my own thing, some girl from the old time in Arizona), called my husband’s cell and said, "You know, your wife is humiliating me… bla bla bla…" And that’s it. That’s how I knew how sick she was. My husband knew nothing, and he never wanted to care about silly stuff like that. Of course he’d been comforting me when I cried for days. Thank God for that. For sure, I don’t want my husband to be involved with ladies’ stuff. So, I was so happy he replied, "What did you say? I cannot hear you. Sorry, I’m gonna hang up now."

Sometimes, you cannot help but talk about other people. And if you ever talk bad about me, seriously, fine by me. You don’t have to be liked by everyone, do you? I know I can be snob, annoying, ruthless… Sometimes I say things I regret. But I do think I’m a good person, because I always try not to hurt anyone deliberately. I fail once in a while. But then again, I’m only human.

That’s what I like a friend who is able to remind me when I’m about to cross the line. A friend that can be truthful, but she knows me well enough to deliver it with thoughtful attitude. I find some in the states. Too bad, they’re far-far away.

Gosh, this week has been so happening. For some readers who don’t understand what I write. So sorry. I’ll be back on my silly writing soon.

Happy Sunday, Ladies…!