Pffft. I was planning for today be an awesome day since my hair actually looked damn good. But it looks like something else was planned for me.
First, I got depressed. Mood swings. Eh. At least I got over it by second period.
Second, we did NOT have volleyball today. That pissed me OFF. I wanted to put my morning rage into spiking the ball at the other team. Or at least serving until it at least reached over 75% of the entire court. INSTEEEAAD We had to SPEED JUMP ROPE. I'm not horrible at it. No. But I wasn't in the mood for it and my body was screaming.
THIRD. Kyu, Fuyu, and another friend [whom I will call Jo] got into some fued. You see, Fuyu and Jo took Kyu's journal that contained many of her embarrassing secrets, her passwords to numerous sites, and her opinion on people...most likely Fuyu and Jo. That was Tuesday. Kyu, quite apparently, does not trust whatever they say now and won't forgive them no matter how much they said sorry. Todaaay, they avoided each other. A lot. We all usually hung out with each other. I hung out with Kyu today, however. Kyu constantly kept telling me about the situation and to give her advice on how to resolve it. DAMN IT. They are so stuck up! They can't even try to get in front of each other and explain the situation to one another to try to resolve THEIR problem. I had problems of my own and I only finished ONE drawing this entire day.
FOURTH, PEOPLE WON'T STOP CALLING. Fourty five minutes: six calls. Three of them from Kyu, two of them from Sarah, and one from my mama. GAH. Kyu's was all the same. She asked for help on math and advice on how to handle the damn situation. IT WEARS ME OUT. Sarah called for who knows what. I didn't pay attention. I didn't care. Mama called to make sure we got home safely, as usual.
I don't want to help on Kyu's, Fuyu's, and Jo's problems. Because I KNOW that when they finally resolve, I'm just going to ignored once more and the WHOLE DAMN DILEMMA is going to happen AGAIN. GOD. They can't go one week now without asking, 'Is Kyu/Fuyu mad at mee?'
How the hell am I suppose to know? You guys don't talk to me about your problems as much as you used to. It seems like you guys only come to me whenever you three are in a situation that you 'don't know how to get yourself out of.' Pfft. Trust and forgiveness runs low in everyone. Hate is screaming and spiraling out of control. At least it's fun to have my eyes open to all the bodies hitting the floor and drowning in their 'sadness.' I think that people think that they have lost their redemption...or, at least, self redemption.
Sha. I'm going to go deal with my own problems once I stop procrastinating and when my anger dies down.
Let's go once more to the haven I call bed. Lie down and recollect our thoughts. Stay awake. We don't want to miss one second of this.
Talk to me.
V Ko · Wed Jan 16, 2008 @ 10:46pm · 0 Comments |