sometimes i believe i'm bipolar. well, a lot of people do, but forreal, i really think i am.
a lot of people like to mess with me. they like how i react to when they make fun of me or push my buttons, because really, i don't know how to handle that crap. then they go talking crazy smack to other people saying i'm crazy. wtf, you know i can hear you so why don't you say it to my face?
i usually have all this anger bubbled up inside of me, but it usually simmers down.
today was an exception.
my 5th period was driving me crazy. they like to make fun of me and shit and make fun of me 'cause i'm a spurs fan too. i had 5 people on me bashing on the spurs, and soon enough, i couldn't take it and my anger took control. i basically yelled at all those buttholes, cussed them out, and shut them up.
i basically left a bad impression on them. i bust out into tears, and got into my depressed mode. i'm tired of this shit people feed me.
and as i walked out of 5th period, i felt guilty for what i had just done, but i had a burning dislike towards them. but soon enough, i got over it. i didn't care anymore.
i'm continuing trying to keep my head up, keeping the thought that God will NEVER give me anything i can't go through, but it's a struggle. i really know it's making me emotionally stronger.
when i was small, the simplest things made me bawl. but as i grew older, i became tough emotionally. i became a jerk, i admit it. even my mom has told me that.
but really, i think everyone, including me, needs to watch what they say to people. the smallest remarks or comments can bring a shrill and stab to someone's heart. and you will never know it.
trust me.
BTW: i just love how this spurs-lakers series is causing HELLA drama between the fans, but whatevah, hahaha. it's all good, i don't really care =)