The Crappy Weekends
So, because my LJ is more private than my Blogger. I'm going to rant. Rant rant rant rant rant. Because apparently, it's a sin if I rant on my OWN BLOG.
PFFT.
You know what I don't like about this world? That you can't ever. EVER. Please anyone at all. I want to be a good girl, and not sneak out and go clubbing, and my friend gets pissed.
I want to go out for a day trip to an island, and my mum will screw me.
I mean, where's the part where what I want to do ever matters? Grr.
I sound so much more rational at the momet. I suppose that's a good thing. Given that my laptop crashed. That my sister might lose all her friends tomorrow. That I have school in two more days, urgh. That my holiday was barely a week.
Oh for a world that refuses to be fair in my advantage. AGH.
And why. Why is it that I always end up as the best friend, and never the girlfriend? Pathetic. GAH.
Even the cosmic KPop universe is against me. My favourite site isn't going to sub my YongSeo. My daily drugs. What kind of abomination is this? GRRRR.
Ah heck. I feel so much better now.
PFFT.
You know what I don't like about this world? That you can't ever. EVER. Please anyone at all. I want to be a good girl, and not sneak out and go clubbing, and my friend gets pissed.
I want to go out for a day trip to an island, and my mum will screw me.
I mean, where's the part where what I want to do ever matters? Grr.
I sound so much more rational at the momet. I suppose that's a good thing. Given that my laptop crashed. That my sister might lose all her friends tomorrow. That I have school in two more days, urgh. That my holiday was barely a week.
Oh for a world that refuses to be fair in my advantage. AGH.
And why. Why is it that I always end up as the best friend, and never the girlfriend? Pathetic. GAH.
Even the cosmic KPop universe is against me. My favourite site isn't going to sub my YongSeo. My daily drugs. What kind of abomination is this? GRRRR.
Ah heck. I feel so much better now.