Why does life have to be so dang frustrating???  Why can’t everything just be based on the “WAY IT IS” and accepted?  Why do people have to have different views…. opinions… without knowing what they’re talking about in the first place?  I’m so sick and tired of getting screwed over by people who don’t have any room to talk in the first place… GRRRRR!  Differing opinions are fine… just don’t screw my life over because you don’t like me…. I leave you well enough alone… I respect you… all I ask is for that in return…. We don’t have to love each other, just co-exist without killing each other… so what part of that calls for you messing with MY life?

I know all the above makes no sense to most of you… and I know that all of that isn’t really even valid in this case…  I’ve just been around too many situations lately where people are being bad-mouthed (me being one of them) by others who don’t even know that person.  I understand that we look out for friends and share opinions we’ve made to “alert” our friends… but for the love of God… back them up with some kind of fact before you just start rumors and hurt people.  I’m sick of getting looked down on for something I’m not.  I’m sick of going through circumstances for rumors others have spread… I’m sick of seeing MY friends put thruogh the same fate as I am going through right now… GOSSIP IS A SIN!  BACK YOUR CLAIMS, WORRIES, SUSPICIONS, ETC. UP WITH EVIDENCE!!!  no more… “hey guess what I heard,” and “yeah but I think…”

ok… ok… venting complete.  You don’t have to agree with me here.. I’m frustrated… just show me some sympathy for that at least.

Mood:  ANGRY  <— and thats the best we can do?  what the crap…
Music:  Blink182 – Pathetic

Pathetic
      – Blink182

I know I’m pathetic, I knew when she said it

A loser, a bum’s what she called me when I drove her home

There’s no more waiting and sure no more wasting

I’ve done all I can but she still wants to be left alone

You got, you got, you got to help me out

And I’ll try not to argue

No one, no one, no one likes a drop-out

Mistakes are hard to undo
Don’t pull me down, this is where I belong

I think I’m different, but I’m the same and I’m wrong

Don’t pull me down, this is where I belong

I think I’m different, this is where I belong
I think it’s disgusting, believing and trusting

If I gave a crap there would be nothing for me to prove

Although it’s amusing, it’s slightly confusing

I’ve done all I can but her ego is still hard to move
You got, you got, you got to help me out

And I’ll try not to argue

No one, no one, no one likes a drop-out

Mistakes are hard to undo
Don’t pull me down, this is where I belong

I think I’m different, but I’m the same and I’m wrong

Don’t pull me down, this is where I belong

I think I’m different, this is where I belong
Don’t pull me down, this is where I belong

I think I’m different, this is where I belong