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Saturday, February 19, 2011 @ 6:54 AM
I'm sorry if i seemed somewhat moody and bad-tempered yesterday. Screw my life.

I really detest the idea of having a person lecture me when his grasp of spoken English is not even equivalent to that of a typical A Level student.

Neither did i know that my hatred of a person could run so deep. That is, until i met you. I swear that was the most unfortunate day of my life.

You have NO RIGHT to comment on what i was asked to do. First of all, it's not even your business to begin with. Secondly, i wasn't given a choice or a chance to back out. I was simply following instructions and deferring to authority. You were the one who taught us that, weren't you? What gave you the idea that i had the autonomy to fight back, even though what i was made to do was so terribly unplatable?

I absolutely can't stand it when i'm forced to do something against my own will but will have to be the one to bear the full consequences should something go awry. Why is it that i'm always the one trapped, caught in between you people who abuse your authority and put me in diffcult situations? You just project your demands on me, and insist that it's merely for my own good.

My foot.

Don't even try to lecture me on SINCERITY when that's exactly what you lack. I don't care if you're trying to push my buttons and annoy me/boss me around for the fun of it. Just continue messing around with me and i really will snap. Oh, just to clarify, it will be to your disadvantage.

You don't deserve even a bit of my respect. And i don't see why i should be cordial towards you when you don't give me the due respect that i deserve.

Urgh, you just repulse me.