| Posted at 04:31 PM on March 18, 2008 |
I must admit that I am not too great when it comes to letting go of control, almost autist-like. Now, even though a classteacher of mine once labeled me as 'possibly autistic' I can assure you that I am not. I look at people when I talk to them, I have social contacts which are perfectly fine, I can deal with unexpected situations. The only thing which I hate is just giving away control completely. I simply do not wish to.
It is the privilege of a Queen Regnant. She has absolute power and all have to obey. She does keep control. No one turns her into a marionette. She is no man's puppetgirl, and no woman's either. However, absolute power demands absolute loyality.
I have always organised things myself (partly, at least), or at least kept a clear view of what was going to happen. I am the Queen, and I wish everything to be done according to my wish. No matter how arrogant this may sound.
I simply dislike people whom are trying to take it away and cause me to loose sight over what is going to happen. So here is what I want for my birthday: never again silly suprises!
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