This girl is absolutely frustrated beyond compare. I just reeeeeally love it when people tell you they will "put you on blast" the next time they see you. Well, my room is less than five steps from yours. COME AT ME! You're the one who went into my bedroom and started looking through my objects without checking with me first. Asking the simple question "What are you looking for?" didn't seem so harsh at the moment, but I suppose I was wrong. You were right? How about you were wrong. You don't own my life. Be as angry as you want with me, but I'm over you and your stupidity! I tried shrugging it off, but I'm fed up to my eyebrows with your bologna. The thing that really gets me is the fact that you wouldn't even bother to tell me what it was that you wanted. I would have told you if I had it. You choosing to give me the silent treatment and storm out of my room didn't solve anything. Putting this little problem on Facebook right after the fact just makes me giggle inside. There is nothing more I can do for you. I wasn't being rude, I was showing frustration, because it's a tad bit rude of YOU to go through somebody else's belongings when you have no intention of telling them what your actual intentions are. Thank you for showing me what being an ignorant jerk looks like. I've commit this to memory for the future.
Phew. There is so much more I could say, but I have to hold back. Quite recently, I learned that it's never good to make your feelings public. Somebody might figure them out. Weird.
Some people call it being mean; I call it sarcasm. Call it what you want, but I will most likely still use this highly intellectual communication technique in the majority, if not all, of my encounters with that of the stupid culture.
I'm not letting anybody tear me down. ENOUGH of this negativity! That's the last thing I want on my mind.
Tonight was a great night for watching some old Grand Valley State Laker Marching Band videos on youtube. I strive to be a member of this band. Anything about it fills me with joy! The Drum Majors are fantastic, and they do an awesome job at making one feel welcome. Next year will be a great start to my college career.
Spotify adds make me angry...I just want to listen to my music!
Tonight is an off night just like the rest. Tomorrow will be an early morning with solo and ensemble right around the bend. Allendale will be my next stop on this journey. There is a pretty special person I'm just itching to see! I haven't seen them in a very long week.
My eyes are closing...but I've got much more to share. Until next time...
A very tired,
Emily Page.
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