Lately I have been getting annoyed very easily with people. Before I start my rant, I want to put this out there: I know I am not perfect. Others may think the  same way towards me. Who knows? I don’t know. 

Anyway, specifically speaking—I have been getting a bit irritated with people that I once thought of as “close friends”.

“Friends” who do not have their priorities straightened out at age 22.  

“Friends” who I know absolutely nothing about, yet still claims to be my “friend”. 

“Friends” who talk to me in a condescending tone all the time.

“Friends” who secretly thinks life is a constant competition against me and others.

“Friends” who suck at listening except for the times when they need to be heard.

“Friends” who are practically nonexistent when they are busy with others, but comes to you when they have no one to be with.

Attention craving, drama thriving “friends”.

Seriously? For what?

I have been feeling this way for a while now.. like a few years actually. They are no different to me than mere acquaintances. Literally.

So, senior year of high school, I posted a photo on my old facebook of a quote that I found. 

“It’s sad when people you know become people you knew. When you can walk right past someone like they were never a big part of your life. How you used to be able to talk for hours and how now, you can barely even look at them.” 

The first sentence of this quote struck me. At the time I thought that this quote was really sad. Now I look at it and honestly, all I can say is—”Good riddance”. Does that make me mean or cold? I don’t know. I guess it really depends on the way you perceive things. To me, I think it’s life. Honestly, I cannot and I DO NOT want to put effort to save a friendship that has been gone a long time ago. I don’t want to put effort to even patch a friendship that we may have never even had but thought we had. I don’t want it. I know I still have a lot of growing up to do (everyone does), but I feel like these girls are five steps behind me. I matured some, but they are still in high school. 

I don’t care if a boy stared at you. Let’s face it, we are not freshmen in high school. I’m not going to squeal, and tell you that he likes you. I don’t care what you’re going to buy your boyfriend. I don’t care if you want a cheesy love story… most likely, it’s not going to happen like it does in movies. I don’t want to listen about your day dreams of your future; they don’t make any sense if you add some reality to it. I don’t want to talk about how other girls are trying to mess your life up. No one cares about your life as much as you think they do. No girl is trying to steal your man. No girl is trying to screw you over. No guy will like you if you are too desperate. I am so sick of hearing all this stupid crap. It is seriously a waste of my life. 

Precious minutes of my life that I will never be able to get back.

We are not in high school anymore. Graduate from it already.

—BUT…since I know that that is not possible for at least another 10 years, I am just going to leave. All I can say to that is that I feel no remorse. I have no regrets. I am happy with my decision, and I honestly do not care. Why? Because it’s part of life. 

Anyway, my sincere wish for you both: good luck in life & be happy.

So I just came back from watching a movie with Young. 

We finally watched The Avengers, and the earliest show that we could watch was only available in the “open captioned” room. Well this was my first time in an open captioned room, and I think I like it better. Whenever I watch movies at home, I always.. ALWAYS turn the subtitles on. 

Now the subtitles are provided so that people who are deaf or have trouble with hearing can enjoy the movie as well. Anyway, so in the very front row sat a lady and a gentleman. We sat relatively close to the middle of the theater, and a group of boys (I want to say they were probably in middle school.. a couple no more than 9th grade) sat in the row behind us with their parents sitting at the very end of the row. There were many funny scenes throughout the movie, and the lady in the front row started laughing very loudly. Her laugh was different. It was loud, and it did sound funny. I don’t think that’s necessarily a negative thing to say about someone’s laugh. There are some laughs that are soooo outrageous that it is cute. Well, these kids behind us were going nuts over her laugh. They were laughing and saying, “What the hell!?!” and imitating her laugh. Let me tell you.. it was ridiculous. Now there’s a difference between just thinking someone’s laugh is different, funny,&cute… and thinking it’s “retarded”, &making fun, and just being downright mean about it. These kids were rude.

This is one of the reasons why I hate people.
MIGHT I ADD—their laughs were horrible as well, so they really had no say in anything. 
Okay, so hello? We are in an open captioned room. What if the people who happened to sit in the first row had difficulty with hearing or were deaf? Maybe the lady doesn’t know the way her laugh sounds. It really disgusts me how there are so many ugly people. 

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My take on this is that these children do not know any better. They are immature. What just makes me grrrr- is that the parents did not do anything. I KID YOU NOT.. if I did that, my dad would seriously drop kick me to the floor. Young and I briefly talked about it because we did not want to ruin our nights, but we hope those kids will mature someday and realize that being mean&ugly is not an attractive thing to be.

————————————They can also go and run into a pole or something.

A life without worries. 

Is that so hard to ask?

A life without scam. A life without crime. A life without hatred, starvation, lack of money, and disease. A life where people go about their days not having to constantly compare themselves to others. A life where envy does not exist. 

A life where stray animals have a home.

A life where children are safe.

A life where there is no fear. 

Realistically speaking, I understand that problems are unavoidable. I realize that what I said above is impossible; at least in this world. All I am asking for, is a life..where I can just wake up.. do my thing—whether it be work, go to school, or hang out with friends without any unnecessary stress. 

I don’t mind having to stress about what grade I will be getting on my test, or whether or not I passed an interview. What I DON’T want is unnecessary stress from a stupid product that I did not even order, but they are charging me $98 anyway —resulting me in getting an overdraft fee! (I recently paid my bills, and bought Graduation/Mother’s day gifts & dinner, and I received my paycheck today. So up until today, I was poor. Talk about sad life of a poor college student, yeah?) Now I have to go through extra steps that I really should not have to waste my life on doing. 

Seriously. What the fudge.

I also realize there should be a question mark placed at the end of the last sentence, but I really don’t feel like it.

good cry.

music, pokemon game on DS, and sweet tea is all I need.

Okay, so my body is killing me. I am not in the right condition to be doing anything but staying in bed. T_T.

But, I can not afford a day off.

Ah, I am in so much pain. Please save me. sigh.

I think I’m going to cry now.