I continued to stuff my face with the food in front of me. It's not like I had anything to turn to left. Everyone I have ever loved was gone and it's not like I have the chance to make new ones since I'm just bedridden. So I turned to the only friend I had left, food. At least if I eat this much, it'll make me feel better. I mean that's how it always is in shows. A person is upset and then after they eat, they're better.
As I continued to eat, I focused on the television once again, opening it up so I can watch the same show about this "Lisa Cha" maybe when I watch her life story or whatever, I'll somehow feel better about my situation.
"So Ms. Cha. There have been people in the audience that are so eager to know more about your life. Even as to go far as wishing to be you. Do you have anything to say about them?" The host asks her the question, making her cringe for a second.
I mean the interviewer isn't wrong. I'm pretty sure there are millions of people that want to live her life. I mean it's luxurious and beautiful. It's a lot better than most people's lives that's for sure.
"Oh, my! I don't think I'm really someone that you should be envious of! I'm merely a regular person compared to everyone in the audience." She responded, being humble or totally faking her humility.
Ugh. This woman needs to get off her high horses. I guess it's part of her performance to be humble. If she acts cocky, she'll just be labeled to be brat so it makes sense, I suppose.
"Really? Does the world-famous idol have a very normal life? I don't see that happening anything soon." The host chuckled along with the crowd.
"Yes. As much as it makes me look like I'm lying when I'm saying it. I do have a normal life like the rest of you. I eat breakfast, lunch, and dinner, I take baths, I sleep, I do all the things everyone does, so I don't think you should be envious of me." She tried to butter up the crowd. Playing it off to not make herself look kind.
Oh please. I'm pretty sure, not everyone is able to eat three meals a day. Some can't even eat one meal. Also, not everyone is able to take baths in a five-star hotel or sleep in a king size bed so she's just seriously pissing me off with her humble bragging.
I shut down the television as I officially got rattled by it. I can feel my body shaking with anger and furious about what she's saying but another part of me is just looking at myself with shame. I can't believe I'm actually furious at another person's success. I couldn't even believe I would stoop that low.
I refreshed myself and grabbed on the remote again to watch it once again. I can't have my self-esteem fall this low to the point I get annoyed by someone's success. That's just a bad thing to possess. I got settled, getting comfy to watch until suddenly, an irritating presence came into the room. They opened the door slowly.
"Hi! Nice to see you!" One of my aunts came over to visit me and not to mention that she's absolutely vexatious. She's always regarded as trash in the family, including me.
"Oh. What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be in your six-foot husband's home or something?" I raised my eyebrow at the lady. She smiled, placing down a flower vase on the table as she sat down on the corner.
"I just came by to visit you that's all. I mean, I heard from the family that it's your birthday so I decided to come here and greet you here myself. Happy birthday." She smiled, grabbing a hold of my hand.
"Honestly, you shouldn't have come. I prefer to be alone on my birthday." I rolled my eyes, giving her attitude.
"Aww come on, don't be like that! Birthdays are meant to be celebrated with people that are special to us! No one else wanted to join in with my surprise visit so I just decided to come by myself!" She tried to cheer me up, saying her honeyed words but I already knew her intentions at this point.
"Right.. whatever, I guess it's not like I can stop you. I'm the one bedridden here anyway. So it's not like I can physically show you out of the door or anything." I just accepted it, sighing in what I'm about to experience at this moment.
So now, you might be wondering. Why I'm acting so rude to this person? I mean they did go to me to just celebrate my birthday and even left me some flowers as some sort of gift. That would be nice to hear on paper but I already know what this lady is on about. Every time she comes over to visit, all she's going to do is gloat about how she has the most perfect life and telling me how I'm so lowly and that compared to her she's way more superior than me. The fact that this lady needs to boast about her achievements in front of a 19-year-old girl is beyond me but she's seriously missing some sort of self-esteem to stoop that low.
"By the way, how have you been here? Are they treating you well?" She scutches over to come near me to ask a question, but I just placed my blanket up on my chest and looked the other way.
"It's fine I guess, not like it really matters since I'm going to die in a year or so," I responded pessimistically.
"Don't be like that! I mean come on, I used to be so poor and I used to be so homeless and-"
OH GOSH. Here she goes gloating her achievements once again. She really feels the need to rub it on my face huh?