Do I honestly ask too much of people? Am I selfish? Do I want everyone to bow to my will? Do I expect too much? Am I demanding?
What do I think? No, I don't think I do any of these things, well I do, everyone does, just not as a 24/7 thing. All I believe I really want is someone who can promise something and come through on it. Is it honestly that God damn hard?
And I'm so sick of couples who forget everyone else when they're together. Ditch your friends for your girlfriend/boyfriend and I guarantee you, you're just fucking yourself over! Because relationships don't last forever and once it's over, where are you gonna go? Your friends are going to be off doing their own things because they were sick of waiting around for you. True, some relationships do last forever but the people in those relationships usually realize that the relationship isn't suppose to take up every second of your time and you shouldn't know anyone else because of it.
I feel sick to my stomach! I'm really sick of my life. I really can't wait 'til school ends and exams are over. Then I can get the fuck out of this damn town, away from all these fucking people, away from discomfort and embarassment, away from all the disappointment. That's why I love Vernon, it's simple. Get up, clean, eat, clean, practice, eat, clean, practice, eat, clean, practice or GMT, free time. It's so easy, it's simple. When you plan something, it happens, people don't drop out.
Another thing I'm sick of, people with no damn taste in music. Can't you people listen to music with feeling? Instead of this fabricated pop crap! Granted, I do listen to pop but rarely and it's usually British! Instead of the American pop idols that their fans follow like a cult leader! Listen to music with meaning, where you can hear the artists pouring their entire lives into what they're playing/singing. That's the music I like. In stead of this stupid crap that is just the same damn song over and over again with the same damn story with different lyrics. Ooo wow, that's what I want, NOT!
Yet again, another rant by me. Whoop-dee-fuckin'-doo!
June 6, 2002