I feel so offended that people just think that I would intentionally be rude and nasty. They act as if that’s my very nature. Ugh! They’re glad when I can “fit them into my schedule” and when they think that I finally have time for them.
My balloon of happiness was just popped and I’m flying, spiraling back into darkness. I miss those people who made my day what is was before some decided to ruin it.
Ughhh! This happiness is driving me insane!
It’s really ridiculous when you can’t get any work done because you’re so happy and hyper about going to school, or meeting new people, and most of all, talking with all kinds of friends. Yuck, this happiness thing is quite disgusting. Where is the old me? I want him back, a lot.
I blame people being nice to me. You see, my day was really not the best (by any measure) and I’m really hating my results, but people insist on saying hi and talking to me. It’s contagious, especially for me. When will this stuff leave me alone?!
I felt an insane urge to post that after I showed some friends. If anything, I think it’s amusing.