Sunday, January 11, 2009

Thou shalt not ask

And it's started. What is he wearing, what hairstyle, what colour, which shoes? If I'd let these questions go on, I'm sure there would also be a what-kind-of-underwear question too. That is the price you pay for popularity. And it's not as if I am getting popular. I seem to be throwing vibes at people and telling them that I am some personal designer, hairstylist etc. I guess I am, but I am not even good at being a human being in the morning. So please lay off and ask after office hours. Yes of course I am happy for every success my twin experiences. It's the same as if it were happening to me. Honestly. But there is one stark difference, while my twin was up and about at 8am waiting for the gym to open, at the same time I was still under my duvet. So do not ask why and where and how. We are different, please try and understand that. Do not ask if I'm proud of him, yes of course I am. But that question doesn't have to give way to the inevitable, my oh my you're so different. I know that and I've known that for 35+ years. It doesn't take genius to realise that. And please stop looking at my butt in amazement as if it were the only thing out on the street. My butt is different too, don't worry it's not yours so let me deal with it thank you very much. And my hair is different too, and although it's the one thing which is in the direct eye-level range of people's eyes, they still care more about the butt then my hair. which is a pity because they're losing on seeing some good colour and artwork, but it's their loss. And yes if you want to know our underwear isn't the same either. I've never seen my twins underpants with bows and lace. Oh they're sexy enough, but still not with bows and lace and satin. So looking at my butt is not going to get anybody anywhere because I've never heard that siblings could look similar by the way their butt looks. And ours isn't similar, but it's our problem so leave mine alone. One day, after all this harassment, I'm afraid I will explode with the wrong people, the ones who will really sweetly come up and tell me just a 'ghidlu prosit lis-sur avukat'.

Oh, and I am not familiar with biceps, triceps and abs. Of course I see my twin has them, but I don't see them when I look in the mirror. I also see something which my twin doesn't have and that's a pair of boobs, but it seems boobs are not getting very popular right now. I really think that the people who come up with a million questions with puppy eyes wouldn't even see it had I to go topless. They don't have eyes for me, I know that. But seeing that I am the subtler sister, and the closest they can get to because my twin is running all over the place, then I become the victim. I try to be sweet, but I am not very good with new people, especially people asking me, does Joseph wear eyeglasses or is it just you who cannot see? I can see for Christ's sake, I wear glasses firstly to be able to see better, and secondly because I think they're a kind of a fashion statement. And my twin has my exact same type of lens power, only he will make the effort to wake ten minutes earlier to put his contacts on.

But the best of questions must be this. You're Joseph's sister aren't you... yes. You're twins hux? Yes. Is Chiara your sister, (without giving me time to answer), so are you and Joseph and Chiara siblings? NO. We are not. I know exactly where that question has been pulled out from. And yes I love Chiara as a sister because we did so much of growing up together. But the truth is we are not flesh and blood sisters, so neither is the sur avukat. Do not ask anymore, because one day soon I'll throw a tantrum so big that people will be scared to lift their eyes and take even one fleeting look at my butt. It's my butt and I cry if I want to... which I don't.