I hate having misdirected anger. Plus, it's even worse when you can't even tell the person that you're peeved at, that you're peeved at them! Ugh! Don't even ask me why I'm peeved. Obviously, it's this person's decision what they do. And, if their decision is going to make them happy, then that's the way that it should be. Maybe it's because you're looking from an outsider's point of view. D'ya think? Like, it's a lot clearer out here than it is for the person in the situation. Maybe that's it. I'm just peeved. Pissed wouldn't work as a descriptive term, 'cause that's not really what I'm feeling. Peeved is better. Like, bang your head against a brick wall...peeved. Blech! Ugh. That's about all that I can do. Pffftt.
I don't know. I'm thinking in my head that it's a bad way to go, but that's only my opinion, which doesn't count for too much, mind you. I just hate seeing someone get screwed over, that's all. I'll probably never get this off my chest, either, mind you. It'll just stay there, buried with the billion other things that are hidden there, that I've never been able to bring up to this person because I'm a dork. Ugh! See, I can't say much, 'cause I don't know if "this person" reads this journal. So, I think I'm being all sneaky, but probably am not. I feel like there is a billion other things that I could say to this person. It's so irritating, because there is nothing that can be done in this situation. Like, I'm just in a super crappy mood. Maybe I'll get the chance to say something to this person, but I doubt it. I doubt it, because I don't even know if we're going to see each other, let alone talk about this. I feel all teen-angst about this, too, which is stupid. Why? Why? Why? Have I asked why?
I keep saying that I'm not sure why I care so much. I just hate seeing someone that I care about either get hurt and/or used, ya know? This person could end up either one of those, and I hate seeing it. I don't know. Probably more on this at a later date. I need to stop thinking about it. I'm only going to get more revved up, and I shouldn't. Like I said....it's that person's decision.
I don't know. I'm thinking in my head that it's a bad way to go, but that's only my opinion, which doesn't count for too much, mind you. I just hate seeing someone get screwed over, that's all. I'll probably never get this off my chest, either, mind you. It'll just stay there, buried with the billion other things that are hidden there, that I've never been able to bring up to this person because I'm a dork. Ugh! See, I can't say much, 'cause I don't know if "this person" reads this journal. So, I think I'm being all sneaky, but probably am not. I feel like there is a billion other things that I could say to this person. It's so irritating, because there is nothing that can be done in this situation. Like, I'm just in a super crappy mood. Maybe I'll get the chance to say something to this person, but I doubt it. I doubt it, because I don't even know if we're going to see each other, let alone talk about this. I feel all teen-angst about this, too, which is stupid. Why? Why? Why? Have I asked why?
I keep saying that I'm not sure why I care so much. I just hate seeing someone that I care about either get hurt and/or used, ya know? This person could end up either one of those, and I hate seeing it. I don't know. Probably more on this at a later date. I need to stop thinking about it. I'm only going to get more revved up, and I shouldn't. Like I said....it's that person's decision.
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