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Martina.
Tina. Marty. Marts.
TiniTinyTina!
An iTram.
An 'IT' ram. (the jay chou of sheep)
celestial beings.
6:13 PM, Wednesday, February 15, 2006
This week has been a particular annoying week and I once again I hear myself echo the same words over and over again like a chant of religious conviction."I just have to get through this week."
"I just have to get through this week."
"I just have to get through this week."
I don't think I remember I time when I felt more sedated. Today might be Wednesday, but I know for a fact that today should have been Friday. Someone up there is messing up my sense of time. It's just that this time it's not Alex and his stupid cookies. Oh well.
Went out with Dad for dinner yesterday. It felt great to be somewhere other than in school or at home and I have to admit that I enjoyed myself even if it was a de-coatracking experience. Dad also got me a pair of cute little heart shaped earrings which I think are pretty. :P
Anyway, on another note. I can't even express how disgusted I am with some annoying people. In fact, I'm so surprised that this is still going on that I'm beginning to question if it's my flaws or theirs which has put me in this place of concealed aggression. Sometimes the temptation of open hostility is there, and when it is, I struggle to prevent myself from ringing their neck. Honestly, sometimes it is best to stop worrying over certain issues, unless of course you wish to lose all your friends. I mean, do you ever hear about crocodiles in their natural environment who adapt some kind of defense mechanism because they are afraid of being caught as prey?
No, you don't. Reason being: They are at the top of the food chain.
They have no need to worry. That is why they are seen basking in the sun from dawn to dusk without a care in the world. As dumb and as naive as you think we are, we have heard about crocodile tears, and now crocodile worries as well so just cut the crap and let the other people do the worrying.
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