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Sunday, October 23, 2005

dammit. i seriously can't stand it. i can't stand the condesending tone so many used. i'm not that unaware okay. [even if i may happen to act otherwise] i seriously cannnot stand it.
2nd day back and she's already screaming her lungs out. please woman, relax. you don't have to behave as if the whole world's against you and stuff okay. yar sure, i'm infuriating. but you don't have to start pushing whatever blame at me. and you have no right to call me irresponsible, especially when you have no idea what is happening.
i really cannot stand you anymore okay. sure, you're young, people should rang4 you and stuff, but don't abuse that priviledge can. i don't know how many times i helped you with this and that and let you do this and that first, only to have you turn back and bite me [not literally of course, though sometimes nearly]. oh. what gratitude. i feel so touched. [sense the sarcarsm my dears] sometimes i wonder the point of even trying to be nice to you.
fine. i know i suck, i know i'm a bloody big mistake and failure. you don't have to rub it in okay. i really think nothing i ever do will ever be correct. nothing that i've ever done is enough, or up to your standard, so i don't think anything else that i may happen to do in the future will ever be. i really feel like stop trying altogether. i'm sorry for not being perfect. baka. being such a failure, i guess i shouldn't be surprised that i don't happen to seem to be able to fit in anywhere, at all. lol. what a loser i am. ha.

dusted at 11:05 PM
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