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Friday, June 29, 2007 . 6:56 PM

when there is no reason to stay u leave
i think that's fair assessment of any situation.

im tired. don't you just hate it when the world thinks their right at the same time when u do? obviously someone's got to lose. this is what i tend to call a lose-lose situation. and worse, personally i hate hate hate being told i am wrong, im awful, i suck. but then agian,doesn't everybody.

i heard i was the worst of the worse.
i didn't know how many worse people out there could be, i could acquire the title "worst of the worse". i am classified as WORST.not worsER. but worst. and i scratch my head at time wondering if i truly am all that mightly bad in the first place.

and yesssshhhh .. obviously it hurts
it hurts for many reason:
a)that u truly care about the person who actually had the cheek to call u a mean piece of shit
b)it truly matters what the person thinks
c)u feel indignant and innocent. super wrongly accused
d)the statement is a lie.there are WORSER people then u.obviously.

and i hate getting mad
i hate getting even even more
and i hate getting sad MOST.

i feel unappreciated
everyday asking the same thing and waiting till there is a time you are free. when ur done with ur friends. when the gathering is done. when i am able to show face. when work has come to a stand. when u decide to have strenght to move to find me.. all this sounds disturbingly vaguely firmilar and im tired of the same tune.plus i get attitude from you. actually im tired of everything. so im making a stand : i shall stop living for u and start living for me.

so as usual my defensive mechanism kicked in and i turned from dr jeckell to mr hyde and i became my usual: bitchy, mean, rash, high strung, irritated, tired, and exibiting all signs of the i hate u back syndrome.

and now i am tired. was asked to party at china one and zouk.
but i have no mood. i have no mood. i have no plans. and i am irritated. great. what a way to start the long weekend. thats why like i said. when there is no reason. don't go. and don't be there. so im not.

sometimes people need reasons. they want to feel special ..
..they need to ..
if not ..
there isn't anything left really ..

is there?

[HEADMUSIC]: all good things come to an end by nelly furtado
[THOUGHTS]:don't pick up something you're going to leave