UGH!! So Annoyed!! I woke up at 6am today. 6 FREAKING AM. IN THE MORNING!! on a Sunday. Can my body get anymore screwed up?
I cleared my room yesterday, like finally. (well, part of my room actually, cos I was too damn lazy to do the rest) and I found out, that my room is a breeding place for spiders, tiny tiny insects and dust bunnies. WTH??!! I need to practice good room management.
Anyways, this isn't the reason why I'm here, you know it and I of course know it. This is MY angry blog. Like wad Mard say (speaking of who, you've yet to call me back!! 3 missed calls from me yesterday!! Got something really, really important to tell you that I can't text.) people got Angry Bird, you've got Angry Blog. Well, if it helps cope with my depression (yes, I've got depression. It's out now. So Zaakee, there you go. The thing that I've been keeping from you.) I'll be up for it. Don't really like the stressed up, messed up me. Who does right?
I'm understanding, I really am. I won't be the most understanding girl in the world, but if you explain something to me, and it makes sense, I'll shut up. I dare to say this now, cos I'm surrounded in a female working environment. We discuss relationship problems if time permits us to. And I realised that I understand so much from the guys point of view, that I can actually speak up for their actions while we'e discussing. And wad I've found out is that, I'm 100% girl. I whine, I get jealous, I release my anger at you, right timing or not. And, I have dreams and desires that others girls have.
Wad the other girls get from their partner, I cannot get. But, I don't ask. I'll just share with you. I don't expect, cos I know you won't be able to do it, but I'd expect you to do something nice for me, since I witnessed something nice happening to my colleagues at work. I don't ask you to pick me up every day. But I'd really appreciate it if you do. I don't ask you to pay for my every meal, but I'd appreciate it if you do. I don't ask you to buy me gifts, but I'd appreciate it if you do. I don't expect you to tell me who called/texted you when I'm with you, but I'd appreciate it if you do. Get the drift? I don't expect, but if i get it, it'll be appreciated.
Sure, I'll have my sour days, where you'd do, but I don't appreciate, but, when the sour days turn sweet, that sweet thing that you did while i was sour, becomes sweeter than it originally was.
I give you too much face already. Wad those girls do when they're mad with their partner, I don't do it to you. I still reply to your texts when I'm mad, though not how you'd expect them to be, but there's a reply, you'd know how I'm feeling. I still answer your calls when you call, though I'd start blabbering "nonsense" to you, but at least you know that after all that, I'll feel better. Isn't that the whole point of the call? I still keep to my promises I made with you when I was fine with you. I don't, not show up.
You always ask, "wad do you want from me now tasha, wad?" I'll tell you wad I want now. I want to to see my freaking point of view, acknowledge it, and accept it and apply it!! But do you? It's much more sensible than your point of view, but I understand, that guys also have their point of view, so, I'd normally give face to you and let you do wad you think is right. And when it fails, and you give that pantat face of yours, I don't even have the heart to say I told you so. So many times it has happened. I'd soothe, help you out, and you and your ego, thinks that it's fine and all that happened was a slip up and then you'd start screwing things up again, and the damn cycle repeats. When then, am I suppose to voice out my thoughts and then you'd actually listen to it and apply it. MINE MAKES MORE SENSE THAN YOURS!!!!
Aiyah, you know wad, I'm wasting time here, being pissed at you from a matter that YOU started, but don't want to acccept. If only I didn't delete the texts that I had sent to you, (bo pian, later text message full. stupid phone) I'd have posted it all up and let the whole world read it and judge if I was fine or not. KNN.
I WAS FINE!!!!!! AND YOU GOT ME MAD!!!! YOU MAD BRO?!
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