Wednesday, November 13, 2002

I'm so darnnnn pissed. Why do i have to tell what i really feel. Is it gonna help? Why are some people so thick! Maybe it's me i'm giving crap advice. I never give good advice. Why care, why bother, why does it make me wanna cry. crap crap crap. Here i'm giving someone a lashing and there i have to pretend that nothing is wrong and start joking... shit. Nobody knows. I'm good at this. Did giving a piece of my mind help, will it matter, was it right. I'm glad i'm not speaking on the phone, I might just scold the idiot. Maybe i'm the idiot. Misunderstood? How about alskjalskjfalskjf... bah. Forget it.
Anyway the dinner sucked. No it wasn't really that bad, it's just that that classic eg. thingie happened again. I wasn't myself. I was uncertain, insercure rather. I hate this feeling!! argh. Why couldn't i think of anything much to say? Dang... it isn't that bad. I'm just in a foul mood. I'm sorry if i offended anyone. I'm pissed. It's not an excuse, i know.

by tab at 11:58 PM |