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Thursday, July 16, 2009 @ 6:50 AM
I'm currently feeling extremely cheesed off while i shouldn't be.

And yes, it's thanks to you.

I didn't want to think any worse of you. I chose to give you a chance. But now i wonder if you truly deserve that chance. At the end of the day, it doesn't matter much anymore. Why did you have to say such things to me in front of everybody? Are you putting on a show whereby you're nice to me on the outside, but inside, you just hate me? I won't even mention what i did to apparently deserve your cutting remarks. It's just downright ridiculous. Now i know what the others mean when they say that they don't like you. You don't deserve the kindness of the people who choose to think differently of you.

I'm really not the sort who hold grudges. At least, i try not to, if i think you're worth it. But trust me, all it takes is one more comment like that from you; don't blame me if i don't give you the benefit of the doubt. Well, at least i know what kind of a person you are now. Perhaps it isn't such a bad thing after all. And you revealed your true colours in front of the rest present, so no loss for me.

You just destroyed my mood in what should have been a happy time for me.