ooooomigosh I really need to control my tongue. :/ seriously, don't know why, I've been talking without thinking too much this year. not in the sense that I swear more than I used to, although that's not entirely wrong. but I mean I only do it when I'm pissed or when I'm pms-y. you know. :P
but the thing is that I just say stuff straight out, like it is, without giving much thought for the repercussions. consequence: it's gotten me into deep shit like about four times this year. all because people misunderstand what I really mean.
then again, it's only gotten me into trouble with 3 girls and 1 guy. so maybe it's a girl thing. forget about the guy. he was just. um. he had issues.
and it's things like "your damn dumbbbbbbb" and "aiya cmi lah you, face like that how to get boyfriend??"...
but i don't really understand why they would choose to think that I genuinely mean what I say.. and these are my friends we're talking about here. whyyyyy innaHECK, would I want to purposely diss my own friends??? hah. I mean if hearing people diss my own friends pisses me off, why the heck would I actually want to do it to them? even if I'm not that close to them...... it just does not make sense. friends are for loving, not for dissing! rightttttt! sigh.
yea, I'm irritated. 's why sometimes it's easier to be friends with a guy than a girl. you know what girls are good for? when you need comforting, you can run to a girlfriend and just pour everything out and hopefully she'll be the right person to go to, so she can say the right stuff to make your regain your sanity or something. guys, they're good for chatting, (sick?)joking, making bets, SUANING! pranking, that kinda stuff. cos they're generally more fun than girls. and some of them, you can go to when you have guy problems and you need a guy's perspective on things. but i guess it doesn't really work if you run to a guy for comfort, like let's say if you had a big fight with your parents or something, and you just feel like kicking the stupid door, and you need someone to tell you it's okay. stuff like that. unless he's your boyfriend. in which case he should be able to do I guess.
but okay fine, since i don't want any more people getting pissed off at me for reasons which I cannot fathom, I'll stop, okay? or at least, minimize it. I can't stop completely. it's like asking frog to stop croaking or something.
life is damn tough la. haiyah.
posted by aney @ 5:33 PM
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