Monday, 26 September 2011

Back for a while

Hey, it's me again. How do I start? Oh yeah, LOL Maths tutoring was alright today. It's not like I have friends there anyway. Well, let me tell you an embarrassing story. So I was kind of in a rush to tutoring yeah? I saw the classroom door closed and assumed I was late. I opened the door and was about to get to my seat at the front when I saw guys sitting in my row where there are usually more girls. It was unusual but I didn't care, I was going to go in. ROFL Little did I know that that wasn't even my class! It was a year 12 class. OMG AHAHAHAH My tutor was like, "Just wait a little outside". Well, I haven't been here for that long anyway so don't blame me. It was so embarrassing anyway, I just apologised, closed the door and waited outside. 


Now, for some other stuff. I don't blame her or anything but seriously, nobody forced you to organise anything. And no, I was not complaining. I was sharing my opinions like a friend would do. But nooo, she has to go and indirectly tweet about it. LMAO I wasn't even there but I read it after. Yeah, depressing life she has. Don't get me wrong, I do not hate her, not even close to disliking her. She is a friend, a very close one actually but something keeps me from respecting her. It's just.. YOU should read her blog. No, I'm just kidding, I don't want to be mean. But honestly, somebody needs to get some help. Professional help. Yeah, you indirect tweeting was so not obvious. I do not want to sound like a female dog but seriously, this girl needs to let some out. 


No, I am not ranting or hating on her. I guess I'm just replying to her without her reading it? LMAO Does this make sense? But seriously, she has got some issues. I do not want to start sugar honey ice tea with anyone right now but isn't she being a little too dramatic? She went over the top when somebody called her one little word that was barely an insult. And you know what, the other girl, let's call her G2 was not even in a good mood that day. I do not know exactly how she feels but dude, forget it. Because of a little word, she decided she should stop planning something that is so important to someone and would make them so happy. G2 is still our friend, can't you see she feels left out? I think there's something making her so grumpy all the time, she's not like that for no reason at all right?


Oh and, back to my 'complaining'. I honestly did not even think she was stressing out because of me when I first saw her tweets. Until I saw her blog. Yeah, her blog. Someone needs to stop being a drama queen and stop with all the cliche. It's silly to see something trying to gain sympathy like that. Are you seriously dying? Is it that bad? Please, go see a doctor. Wow, I have written a lot. I guess I have quite a lot to say. But seriously? (I know I say this a lot) Does it hurt that much? I think you should start thinking about others too. NOBODY is putting you in this situation, do not blame the people around you. You are the one volunteering and offering to do all of this. Finish what you started and sop complaining. Oh wow, look who's complaining? I know I may be complaining but that's right now. 


And yes, I am a hypocrite but you're one too. It's disappointing to see something who is usually so strong to try and gain sympathy from others like that. I know this is so cliche but I don't care right now. THE WORLD DOES NOT REVOLVE AROUND YOU. If you read this one day, we probably won't even be thinking about this anymore but I think you should stop and think about the people around you. Or maybe think about what you have done before even thinking about what others are doing. Telling pretty much EVERYONE that my cousins are fat and all aren't really going to make you any skinnier. Yes, they're bigger than you but they're probably enjoying life more than you. It's sad how you tell reveal everything you hear from your mother about others but you haven't realised what she tells others.


You've constantly asked me about how my Aunty says her children are fat. I know I do judge people sometimes but even if you're going to say something like that about someone close to me, maybe you should say it when I'm not around. Because that is the same as me telling you that your cousin that you talk about non-stop like she's a freaking star looks like an import. The ones you'd see in Cabra that have the oiliest hair and dirtiest teeth. Well, I just want to say it isn't really nice to talk like that to your friend about their friend. And, you do not know what I have heard about you. You obviously wouldn't know I know all these things about you because as a good friend, I keep my mouth shut. 


And now I have to do what you wish because I do not want to add to your 'suffering'. I guess I'm going to have to share your pain and you probably wouldn't even realise. But that's okay because I don't mind pleasing a friend and displeasing my family. My sister is unhappy because I'm dogging her. My Mum is also unhappy because I'm kind of telling her at the last minute. My Dad is just unhappy too. Of course there are other reasons but I don't need to reveal everything. So for your 'happiness' (let's see how happy you'll be tomorrow), I'm going to dog my family. Yes, because you said I have to be there. Oh and guess who else I'm going to be pissing off? Myself. I'm not in a very good state today, you wouldn't know. 


I had my outfit planned out but since I have to go out early in the morning tomorrow, I don't want to freeze my legs. And I am sick. Now what? I guess I'm stressing too? Are you happy now? You're not the only one 'suffering' for one person's happiness. I guess you probably won't even know because some people are just too ignorant or busy with their loneliness. I don't know what I'm going to wear! ALIJ DoqueHOQ IEWFHOI


I don't even know if all that made sense but whatever. I just hope this person who is suffering so much because of me will get better and realise she's not the only one feeling like that. I'm pretty sure everyone feels like that sometimes but they just don't show it.


Lindale.

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