Sometimes i get tried of pretending —: of pretending and acting. I have to smile at people I don’t like. I have to cuddle babies 1 can't stand the sight of, I have to gulp down horrid dishes cooked by my rich aunt or the bosses xvlfe. and still smile throughout. At times (though not very often) I wonder why I do it all. It is at Ornes like this that I feel like giving it all up and going on a meri marzee (my own xvish) kind of mood.

How satisfying it would be. to be able to snap back at a person asking me "how I . am by saying "No. not well." or to xvish everyone a Bad Morning" when I walk into a room in a foul mood. It would be nicer to be able to criticise the bosses awful cooking instead of praising it and gulping door the horrid concoctions.

Better still if I could thump down the neighbours unruly child into her lap and say. "This is the most ill-bred child I've ever come across in my life," instead of handing over my favourite teddy bear to meet her screaming tantrums. Wouldn’t it feel

great if someone I hate smiled at me in the corridor and 1 could make a face back at her instead of forcing an artificial smile on her?

ft would be far more intelligent to criticize the latest Guns N Roses' song instead of bearing xvitn it just to show everyone that I too am up to date xvith the chart. It would certainly be for a good cause if 1 could pull the'cigarette out of a room-mates mouth and tell her that she has no right to endanger my hearth xvith her habits. It would be immensely gratifying (to everyone) to snap at the bosses son's dry Jokes instead of pretending to find it funny. Can you imagine how right It would be to snap at someone bloxvlng HER own trumpet (with some tail-tales) and confront her there? She would possibly be so stunned that she might as well eat her oxvn words ...

For the sake of common courtesy, we bear a little too much at times. It's far better to be outspoken and rude, if that saves one

from digesting a sermon of nonsense only to appear polite in public and then suffer a guilty conscience for weeks or forever bearing xvith it. Just to save a bit of embarrassment at a certain moment when could have well pointed out one's wrongs, we pretend to agree or accept if for we are far to nice.

What happens then? We end up presenting ourselves as probable fools in public. So who comes out the xvinner? Certainly not us. I suppose its time to get rid of some of our niceties.

After being able to express all my oxvn moods and xvlshes for a few days. I could get rid of stress, and was to be able to be "normal” (l.e nice and courteous) again. Now I feel pretty sure, many others xvill Join me as wefi. Beware my friends, you may Just catch me In one of my "nasty moods." now. but don't take any offence. There are no real hard feelings on my part, I shall only be "rude and nasty" to be able to be nice at all other times!!