Annoying and Emotional People

How to deal with these kind of people?

Just an hour ago, I was faced with these two types of people. My annoying uncle when drunk, blabs about things from the past and starts being emotional all of a sudden that all he talks about is how good his life was way back in the days and that how people should act when he is around because he says he is the boss and everything else in between it. 

Honestly, If he wasn't my uncle, I swore I could have slapped him in the face and dragged him outside the kitchen for the fact that I almost lost my appetite because of his stupid drunken bas*ard moments. 

How to deal with this kind of person?

Just do what you have to do--run away if you want, just stay away from drunk people!

In my situation, I was left with no options but to listen to everything he has to say until I swallowed down the last piece of my hotdog omelette and immediately went away from the kitchen as far as I can so that I can't hear a single word coming out from his mouth. To be fully honest, I don't want to hang around with drunk people. Why?

In Vino Veritas Via; In English, In wine there is Truth!

One of the things I hate about drunk people is that they always become sober when they get so drunk and just spat words away like its some sort of a necessity for them to say things that are not supposed to be mentioned. Every time I am near a drunk person or just be with a drunk person, my heart is always shattered into a gazillion pieces. Why? 

Did you ever get that feeling when, you know its obvious and that people--just being themselves--tend to slap it on your face and tell you that you are worst than who or what they think of you as? Yeah, that's the feeling I am talking about when I am around drunken people or those that don't even respect you at all for being human. There, I said it. That is the reason why I don't want to be around drunken people because they make me feel so stupid and humiliates me in front of a crowd--though not most of the time, but technically, that's what happens to me as far as I can remember being with drunken people.

Emotional Ones. 

Right in the middle of my uncle's rantings about his experiences during the world war or whatever he was talking about, a friend of mine is on the phone with me. No, I wasn't in the middle of a call or anything; we were rather exchanging SMS's and one thing that I have noticed about her was that she was becoming more and more emotional now that she is somehow exposed to Manileños given that she is now residing in Manila after being here in Negros for the last 20 years of her life. 

Somehow, I missed the old her. The cocky her. Not that I don't want her to really become a full-fledged girl, knowing that she was somewhat boyish back in the days and that she doesn't even wear dresses for crying out lout and always wears those apple-bottom jeans when she goes to school but somehow, I just miss the old her. The old her where she can take jokes from me and never even takes anything I tell her about seriously; the old her where she can just speak my language and totally forgot about her birth tongue. I just miss the OLD HER. That's it. 

She somehow went teary-eyed when I told her she was immoral because she had sex with her boyfriend turned future husband before they even got married. Well, she told me they were to be wed--not now, but in three years time. Well, I don't have to elaborate further on that because I told her (more like quoted it from someone, of which she didn't quite get when I first told her) that she was immoral and I told her to stay away from me because she might infect me with the disease (as if Immorality was a disease and as if we could still sit right next to each other like the old times). 

A few moments right after I told her that (rather, sent her that message) her "future husband" forwarded me an SMS saying that old friends are there to understand each other and accept each other's flaws and what's it's and that somehow ticked me off. 

Pardon me for being so concerned that I have to butt-in and join in on the conversation. I just can't help it, I am just worried about my future wife getting teary-eyed or whatever...

Please, spare me the drama Ichabod Crane! I got pissed and told her that I was just joking and that I told her, the way she reacted somehow tells me that she didn't even know me at all. Like I don't joke around and was never serious about things--unless it was something really important or it was something that I should be concerned more than anyone else for the fact that she treats me as her bestfriend, of which I am thankful enough that she considers me one. But heck?! If you were in my place and your "bestfriend" told you that she is no longer a member of the virgin-until-the-wedding-day club, what could your possible reaction be?! 

Of course, the Immoral thing was not my reaction. It was just part of my ever-so-witty kind of affection that I always pull around her. But No, she had to go all emotional about it and went teary-eyed for all I care. Ungh! 

Anyway, how to deal? 

Be calm and never get too carried away with the situation. 

We all have the right to be emotional but let's not forget to sort things out first and never quickly judge one another based upon their choices of words or even the way they somehow react to any given situation. Remember, we are all humans; and one thing about humans is that they are all intellectually capable beings that knows how to deal things in their own way. 

And oh, by the way, when you go tell someone a secret, make sure they are someone that could really keep one. I can keep a secret and you can bet on that. In this situation, I just blogged about the incident but I will never blog her name out--its just so rude.

So, there. Angst released. :)