It's been almost a year since I've had a bad day and felt like letting anyone other than me know about it.  Doing pretty good with the whole apathy thing, really.  Getting better and picking and choosing what to ignore and what not to.

 

Anywho, I had a bad day the other night, but, haven't had a chance to let anyone know about it.  On Friday night [for those who don't know, it's currently Sunday for me] I fell  and put both my arms through a window.  Did a bang up job, I might add.  15 stitches in my left arm and 12 in my right.  One huge gash on my left that's going to leave a very pretty, big scar [this one took 14 stitches, by the way.  The 15th stitch on my left arm is a very small but deep cut that needed a single stitch.]  On my right arm I've got plenty of small cuts with stitches that totals up to 12.  And, other than cleaning up the glass and blood and the half hour drive to the hospital, it wasn't too bad.  But it's a bitch tryin' to sleep, I'll tell you that much.

 

Been a while, I know.  But, time for me to bitch some more.  First, I'll start off with a rather simple question for you to answer, and keep in mind throughout this.  Has someone ever tried to manipulate you?  Now, if you answer "No", then you're either lying, or too stupid to have realized you'd been manipulated.  Nonetheless, I shall continue.  This very website has had complaints, of people trying to get me to remove things.  Big surprise, neh?  But, I can't help but wonder why someone would think I would care what they think.  Granted, I care about my friends input, but my friends understand the significance of this site and it's purpose.  Now, I was told, on several occasions, that I'm cold-hearted, self-centered, and an asshole.  If you agree with this, then fuck off, scuzz, cause I don't like you.  Manipulating me is not as easy as it may seem.  While I'm an idiot, I'm also observant.  You gotta be pretty wily, and know me well, to be able to trick me.  In short, it ain't happenin'.  But if you've got the balls to try, then go ahead.  I'm willing to point out flaws in your attempts, but don't get pissed and resort to petty insults that aren't even a fraction as bad as I say myself, to myself, even.  For future reference, I do not want pity, and when I diss myself, it's all in good fun, or, I'm fucking depressed.  Since I don't get depressed easily, either, it's usually meant as a joke.  Ok, that's it for today, go read something else.

 

Ok, today was gay, as usual.  Now it seems friends and social placement is based on the kind of music you listen.  I've been made fun of because I listen to KoRn and Marilyn Manson. As if being a KoRn Fan is now an insult.  Well you know what, fuck you.  I'm tired of it.  The sad thing is that I'm not one person's good friend because I listen to Rap as well as Rock and almost every other genre of music.  So you know what? Fuck him too.  Another shitty reason to not like somebody is the friends they are with.  Who cares, so long as you're not around and you don't have to hear them go on and on about them.  I've had to sit through that more than once, and I've survived, and I'm easily irritable in the morning when I hear about them.  So if I can manage not to get really pissed off, so can you, so fuck you too.

 

Right off the bat, bad.  Ok, I'm tired of the childish, immature actions and taunts of good friends and most hated enemies.  I can't stand another laugh or giggle at the fault of another, not a single more embarrassed red face as someone is mocked or laughed at.  Come on, you people can't be THAT blind, can you?  Shit.  And, I'm tired of people ridiculing me, but, in the words of my mother, at least their not bothering someone else, someone who'd take it alot harder than me, possibly hurt themselves or others.  But I still don't understand why they have to make fun of ANYONE.  I mean, do you feel that low about yourselves that you have to resort to such fruitless activities?  Get, a fucking, life.  And a word to those of you who are my friends and read this, and know for sure that you fall into this category of mindless cruelty and hate, don't expect to remain friends much longer. It isn't funny, it isn't cool, and it isn't a good way to keep your friends, regardless of what you think.

 

I'm a little bitch who needs to complain, yay!