Futility

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奈落 by The GazettE

I have no idea why this is making me angry but it is. I know I made things clear, much to the chagrin of my friends with respect to how I did it. (Oh come on, you've known me for so long you should know full well how I operate.) I guess this is just me. I never thought I would be one of those straight laced people who needs every thing in nice little cubby-holed categories. Well, it seems like I am. Within the boundaries of each category, I give plenty of wriggle room? You can do whatever you want as long as you don't ride over to the other category. Its NOT ok to go into the other category. Anything else but that is fine. That category is reserved for the special people who have managed to get there. Its like how I let my best friend get away with making me wait for 3 hours without a valid reason. Anyone else would get punched in the gut. Or I'd just go home and you can forget about ever seeing me again. For her? Well, we're still best friends. I think I sort of threw a tantrum. But otherwise I'm okay? Unless you're my best friend, please don't expect to get the same treatment.

ARGH. So yes I am ANGRY. The only reason why this is on my blog instead of me flying over to sucker punch people is because I don't want to make a mess of things. The very fact that I'm even reacting enough to have a blog post about this just goes to show how absolutely affected I am. Its not what was said. It is when it was said. And how it was said. It could have just ended prematurely. YOU ARE IN THE FREAKING WRONG CATEGORY. Get in line to apply to be a Fishy and we'll see how things go. You don't get to the Fishy stage, you don't get the right to say what you will about me to anyone and everyone!

This is a bad bad BAD way of using my blog. Its not suppose to be a public arena where I air my grievances about the annoying little people who make my day bad and smear my reputation across the floor of the sewage and plumbing with the crazy stupid little rumours and innuendos that they have nothing better to do but say. I have more pressing things to do. I have cannons to spray paint. I have 600 beads to sew. I have tests to study for. I have reports to write. I have paperwork that needs to be filed. I have clothes to iron. I have my room to pack. I have SO MANY THINGS TO DO. I do not want to be thinking of nonsensical pranks as well!

Or is that your aim? To somehow make me think about all this even after everything that was said? If its true, I have three words. Exercise in futility. We all know that nothing can come to pass. Not that I'm being negative or positive or 'not giving people a chance'. Just think of it rationally. Its not that I'm against anything, but honestly? If it was for real I would deal with it differently. But if its all a game? I'm not playing. Let's make this clear once and for all.

"My greatest weakness is my greatest strength"