Vent.

It simply makes me feel saddest when someone I dearly like doesn’t even seem to give a shit about me. I know, right?! Nowadays I'm often on the don't-care-that-much-side (even though I always try to be friendly with people), but it's an awful feeling if people that you feel you could be good friends with don't seem interested in you at all.

They say they care about me and everything, but the fact of the matter is they’d never listen to my stories or bother to imagine how I feel. Well, that's just plain rude, isn't it? I'm sure there are people who will listen to your stories. You may have to listen to theirs in exchange, though!

I know it is again me being irrationally jealous and frustrated, but sometimes I just don’t know how to suppress this feeling and I can’t bear the idea of someone not liking me as much as I like them. I don't think you should be angry with yourself for feeling things that are irrational. Accept your emotions and counter them with positive thoughts, don't chastise yourself in your head for thinking thoughts that don't make sense.

…to make matters worse, I’ve got two reports to finish, both of which are due tomorrow :< Yeah, I ran out of good advice to give in the last correction :D

What on earth has made me this emotional wreck? Probably hormones. Feel free to find a more emotionally satisfying explanation though. Sorry, was that too much sarcasm? It's because that comment was actually directed at myself as well. It's good that you are looking at yourself objectively. Again though, try to bend that frustration into positive energy; no sense in beating yourself up over the way you feel.

Seriously something needs to be done about this possessiveness issue of mine. What do you mean by possessiveness? Do you have a strong urge to take control of your friends' every action? I doubt it. Perhaps you mean dependence? It sounds as if you aren't much more dependent on other people than other people. We all need friends and people to hear us out. Well, except hermits. They've got isolated shacks in the woods to meditate in.

(also there's too many S's in the word possessiveness. Yeah, it's like the fat cat under the s'y words. Yes, I just made up the adjectival form of s. Sue me.

but I like it.) It’s driving me off the edge. Shucks, I don't have anything clever to say here. Keep your eyes on the horizon right until you reach that edge? :)

And I know I’m such a loner. You kind of are, aren't you? You'd think you'd meet some people, hanging around in a quiet, please-don't-speak-in-here, we-have-private-nooks-to-sleep-in library like you are. Wait a minute....I hope I'm not coming off as too harsh. I've heard you complain about this before though, and the only suggestion I can offer is: if you don't like it, break out of it, go out and find people, anywhere you think nice people might be hanging around.

I don’t have friends to pour out my heart to, nor would I be blessed with a family to offer me unconditional care. Well, until you find them, the internet will be here for you. Don't get too comfortable.

I just needed some place to vent. And receive wise-assed comments, right?

That’s why I couldn’t resist writing this on a computer in the school library :] So...since you're writing this in outstanding English, can other people actually not read what you are writing about?

Thanks for reading such a sucky entry. Reading sucky entries from you is pretty worthwhile, actually. Of course, I agree that the entries you've really put effort into are even more enjoyable.

I’m so painfully aware that writing this sort of blog wouldn’t help much to actually improve my writing skills, but it serves as a great way of distracting myself :3 I wouldn't be so sure about that. Also, they're a pleasant distraction for me too! :3

BYEEEE GOODBYE!!!!