An Incident
This was posted anonymously on my journal:
Maybe it should be wise to listen to your family. If not, here's another 2 cents. That was the most self-centered, pity-party, pompous ass entry I have ever read in my entire life. Just because you are Anna Finn doesn't mean you have to insert 5 billion look-at-me-and-all-of-my-problems-i'm-much-better-than-YOU phrases. Realize that there are 5,999,999,999 other people in this world who have just as much problems as you do. who gives a shit.
This is my reply:
Okay, first, please do not curse in my journal. It's not your perogative to be rude, especially if you intend to be cowardly, errr...anonymous. This sort of nastiness was why I hesitated about having a journal in the first place. For most of high school, I was never actually important enough to anyone to be hated, and I didn't want to start this because I know that often my words are incendiary. I'll be honest, I think a lot of myself, because I have worked very, very hard. I would like you to remember, that you choose to read my journal, which will inevitably be a celebration of myself and the people I like. It gets to be biased, I get to feel bad for myself and you don't have to read it, end of story. Also, I think people look at me and think I don't have any problems and that I don't have to work on anything and that I don't have feelings because I work hard to control the image others receive of me. I am easy to hate, it's easy to be jealous, I myself succumb to the green-eyed monster often, but each time I do, I find that the person I hate because they appear to have more than me, has problems I never imagined. If you have an issue with me, let's talk it out and not do this whole journal back-stabby thing; it will hurt us all in the end.
-ann (or maybe to you I'm anna?)
Maybe it should be wise to listen to your family. If not, here's another 2 cents. That was the most self-centered, pity-party, pompous ass entry I have ever read in my entire life. Just because you are Anna Finn doesn't mean you have to insert 5 billion look-at-me-and-all-of-my-problems-i'm-much-better-than-YOU phrases. Realize that there are 5,999,999,999 other people in this world who have just as much problems as you do. who gives a shit.
This is my reply:
Okay, first, please do not curse in my journal. It's not your perogative to be rude, especially if you intend to be cowardly, errr...anonymous. This sort of nastiness was why I hesitated about having a journal in the first place. For most of high school, I was never actually important enough to anyone to be hated, and I didn't want to start this because I know that often my words are incendiary. I'll be honest, I think a lot of myself, because I have worked very, very hard. I would like you to remember, that you choose to read my journal, which will inevitably be a celebration of myself and the people I like. It gets to be biased, I get to feel bad for myself and you don't have to read it, end of story. Also, I think people look at me and think I don't have any problems and that I don't have to work on anything and that I don't have feelings because I work hard to control the image others receive of me. I am easy to hate, it's easy to be jealous, I myself succumb to the green-eyed monster often, but each time I do, I find that the person I hate because they appear to have more than me, has problems I never imagined. If you have an issue with me, let's talk it out and not do this whole journal back-stabby thing; it will hurt us all in the end.
-ann (or maybe to you I'm anna?)