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Feb. 15th, 2004 09:33 pmExtreme displeasure...
I HATE being congested. I really feel like breathing is important, and the fact that I only sort of can distresses me.
Also, I hate that people don't seem to like the kind of person I am. I realize that I'm not the most social person in the world, and that my interests are...unusual. But it hurts that people only come into my room to talk to my roommate and ignore me completely.
I'm incredibly sick of being caught in the middle of Triple Wars. They all bitch at me when it's convenient and ignore me the rest of the time.
I HATE being congested. I really feel like breathing is important, and the fact that I only sort of can distresses me.
Also, I hate that people don't seem to like the kind of person I am. I realize that I'm not the most social person in the world, and that my interests are...unusual. But it hurts that people only come into my room to talk to my roommate and ignore me completely.
I'm incredibly sick of being caught in the middle of Triple Wars. They all bitch at me when it's convenient and ignore me the rest of the time.