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Been a cold day. Weather wise, and people wise. Ok wait, maybe not people, but person.
Lol, I wonder if the hypothesis will come true. There is a possibility... But then again, nt much.

I mean, well, okay, there are some people out there who don't treat me like I was just a nuisance. And they actually bother to read my face and tell how I'm feeling. The rest are just... pathetically cruel. Some people just see me as a... well, how do I put it... Like those stuff that you take for granted. Well for some others, they smile when they see me, and they get really really happy when I talk to them. They don't have to smile, I could just feel the energy boucing off them.

Unlike some, who... talks to you just because they have nobody else to talk to. Like, it's not as if they want to talk to you. They are just desperate for people to talk to and too bad their talk buddies aren't around to provide entertainment. So they go for something cheap and easy to get. Get me? And they talk to you in such a monotonous way. They give you straight answers, and they suan you whenever possible. When you try to be nice towards them, like telling them how grateful you are of whatever.. They just think you're being stupid and all. It's like... No spirit.

And there are also some who can't be satisfied. Which I shan't mention anymore because. I feel too hurt to type anymore. Talking, doesn't help. Never bothers about my feelings. It can get really hard to type while your eyes are stinging with tears.

it's 10:39 PM now on Monday, March 3, 2008



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