failing at life...

Mar 17, 2005 22:21

So I totally am all bummed out and everything is going psychotic at the moment.....You can ignore my rant if you want to, its okay because ignorance has become the norm...

-Exclusion sucks. Majorly. People do it all the time, and I am guilty too, and its not cool AT ALL. We think we are all so awesome because we belong to groups that CAN exclude. That can choose to not accept others if they don't want to. To publicize events that aren't "invite-yourself-over" just to say...."oops....you can't come!" Exclusion. People must not realize how often this happens, because its seen all the time. Of course, when one realizes these things, one apoligizes profusely, but it doesn't mend the hurt, the pain. Because, of course, it happens again the very next day. I know I'm being totally nebulous in my writing, but I am also giving innuendo for a certain few situations. Maybe you really don't realize there even is a mistake. Maybe you think I'm a retard for writing this crap. But heck, when I see so much and hear so much and cannot contribute to a conversation without the look of death, I know something has changed, and suddenly, I'm wandering alone again.

-Spokes stink a lot too. They have officially spun out of control and are shattered and broken on the ground. Along with the core. And lets just say breaking into pieces hurts. The End.

-I have a ton to be thankful for, but maybe it is the almost 4-hr practice that is getting to my head. I can't take it anymore. I am sick and tired of letting people walk all over me and treat me like nothing. It hurts and I'm sure its not a position anyone else wants to fill. So think carefully before you click on "make a wish." I'm not trying to scare you away, but think carefully. Question yourself, your attitude, not for me, but towards everyone. Who are you turning away? Who do you despise and they know clearly??? I'm thankful to not be under this wrath, but I do know that these people who feel your hatred are hurt and broken. I just never want to become a part of that. I'm sorry if I'm being hypocritical, I really don't even know if I am. I just want someone who can honestly say from deep down that yeah, Melissa, you ARE a person of some importance. And you do matter to me. I want the truth.

If you hate rants I am so sorry you ever bothered reading this.

I have finally found the depression in the rug on my basement floor: Go ahead, walk all over me. Everyone else does.
And to think I used to find it funny.

Melissa
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