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Hey everyone, I hope everyone had a very Merry Christmas. And I hope those on or off Christmas break either enjoyed themselves, or are still enjoying themselves. Hehe, me, I am still enjoying break =w= very good then.
What I wanted to talk about that has been bothering me a while now. Is people. People can be one of the two things, on the good side of you or on the bad side. Or this third opition, cause I can't count. The middle, the place where the love hate relation was born. And people live there a lot if your me.
Today I went to the movies, and the three people I went with -.- ugh. One practically forced me to go, and we're not even that close of friends, one I only know from the other girl that was there, and this was awkward for me. I want people to know that I am not a force to be messed with. And yet no one can understand. Anyway I went, and I couldn't even figure out why! I could be at home, playing harvest moon, watching Avatar with my sisters. But no, I was there with them. Watching a movie I didn't even want to see and I didn't know why.
We walked around the mall and even though I was chimming into the conversations I felt unnoticed anyway, and eventually I just walked away, and when they noticed my disappearance. They invited me back in a command like offer "Tiffany come walk with us." I wanted to kill someone, I am not some timid little girl anymore, who crys over everything. Lie I almost am, but I can stand my own ground and make my own choices. I kept on my side. They all left and my mom was keeping me waiting and all that while, people were starring at me, like I was a lost child in need to help. And when girls from my school walked in they watched me giggling asking whether or not they should come talk to me, I wanted to kill them. I waited outside then, as 3 old ladies starred at me. And as I looked their way, their heads turned in a contation. They talked about their movie, glancing my way still.Ugh.
So you see people annoy me, and people who read my journal, probably imagine me as a gothic, suicidal, pale, anti-social girl, who plots those deaths.
And so those people are wrong. Hehehe somewhatly that is d:
So heres a question, reading this, and those who really know me, my temper, my threats, my life, happiness. Can you answer this question correctly.
Do I look helpless to you?
Two right answers children >:]