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Saturday, February 12, 2005

No one's ever actually been able to make me feel stupid when i'm in the midst of one of my tirades.

But it actually happened.

A run-on sentence was all it took to throw me off course. And suddenly, i'd forgotten where i was going with the conversation and why i was getting so upset over it.

Now all i'm left with is this feeling of mortification at having been so emotional and spastic.

Now the thing is -

Was it really something silly that i was getting all worked up about?

I hate being made to feel stupid and unjustified.

I feel sad knowing i can't get through to you when you're upset.

No one can get through to you when you're upset.

I feel sad knowing that i can actually piss you off to the point you feel like snapping at me.

Cos i think we both thought i'd never let it happen.

I'm bothered because i thought that maybe, just MAYBE, i'd be able to get through to you.

Right now i feel like "just any other random person".

Am i really being silly and emo and spastic and annoying?

I don't know. I probably am, but i can't help feeling this way.

My mind's drawing a blank. I don't know what to think or feel about what happened, really.

"What's there to be upset about!? It's so trivial! It's so silly!" you say? I know. But i just can't help it. So humour me. Allow me to mope and ponder for abit. I'll get over it. Like i always do.

I think i'll just go drown myself in cup noodles and all its delightfully unhealthy ajinamoto-ish glory now.

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