...:: ditto. ::...
told you it would be negative.
ok, so i guess i'm acting like a miss-know-it-all. what to do. i'm like that.
kinda pissed though. nyeh. who cares rite?
so i guess this is the end. sad really. thought she was alrite. a nice kid sister that i wish i had wen i was growing up. no wonder God didn't give me a younger sister. i'd most probably strangle her and gore at her eyesballs and rip them out! heh. haiz. i guess now i know what they mean when they say that people only ever nag at you cos they see you doing what they did when they were younger and you don't want them to repeat the same mistakes again. DITTO.
u know what really bites though. and this is in general and NOT aimed at anyone intentionally. i hate it when people don't appreciate their life and feel that their life sucks. then when you ask them why they feel that way. they tell you the dumbest things and it makes them look self-centred and full of themself. like, how bad can it be living in a mansion with parents that DO care and being able to have dinner with their whole family every night and hang out?? the oni reason they feel like they'd rather die than be in their selfish family is because their dad decided that they didn't need that other car. boo-bloody-hoo.
ok...i know... here i go again being miss-know-it-all.
from now on... i shan't care anymore. that should be my new year's resolution.
"Don't care about people who don't want to be cared for!" that would indeed make my life a whole lot better. someone tells me they want to kill themself, i say "go ahead! you won't listen if i tell you don't do it anyway." and if someone asks me for advice, well sorry but the counselor is off for the year. i guess i just realized that there's no point in caring for anyone other than yourself and only for people who let you care. yeap. now you have to ask permission to care. heh. who would've guessed?!
haiz.i knew i shouldn't have retired from being a bitch. heh. being a bitch was so much more easier. you don't care if people liked you or hated you. you don't give a daym if ur friend tells you she's going to cut herself with a butcher's knife because she's said it a thousand times and no matter how many times you tell her it's not worth it, she ends up in KK the next morning. woopDee-BLOODY-doo!
i've not shown my other side to some people. i guess that's why they think i'm a pushover. i'm very blunt. and i'm sharp at the same time. if i was nice to you before, you should've been grateful cos when i become a bitch there's no turning back. i hate hypocrites. no. i DESPISE hypocrites. and if you're one of them, don't expect me to be nice to you. i hate, and therefore i SHAN'T be.
i tried to be rational. i thought that by sharing my crappy life with people it would let them see that they should be gratefull and appreciate their so called "sad pathetic reason for living". i guess people will only take advice from people who experienced near death or went to jail or did actually do something "bad".
i guess some people just feel that the whole world revolves around them.
oh and daya. thanks. my bf and i are grateful for your best wishes. i thought i could help. my wasted effort yet again. but then, i didn't really help did i? take care yourself. no one else will.
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