*sniffs* I am sick. Again.

You know what? (is that like one of the most cliche opening lines or what.. -___-) One of the things I really hate is being taken for granted. Doubtless, with the issue of familiarity, be it friend or family gives one occasional tickets to expect certain favours or understandings in a situation, yet even one should not ignore the boundaries of courtesy.

Don’t get me wrong, its nice to be trusted (or am i?) but even one as worthless as me feels offended at being used every so often without a please or thank you. And hell if you think I’m not open minded enough to take in occasional blunders.

I resent not being taken seriously.
I resent being taken for granted.
I resent being somewhere and be miserable.

Its ridiculous how one can feel when you’ve denied an invitation due to earlier engagements or perhaps in favour of more pressing matters only to be shrugged of with a “Oh, at least I tried” and then ignored after that. Its probable that you will not even be missed of you did not attend.

How depressing is that?

Superficiality seems to be so common nowadays. I’ve been living in it for some time now, occasionally making an appearance just to make myself believe I actually have a social life. And of course to remind people that I’m still alive.

Sometimes it’s so difficult to know who’s real and who’s, for lack of a better word, plastic.

Saying that, there are those who’d stuck with me through thick and thin. The ones whom I’ve learned to trust. The ones who I actually enjoy being with. The ones who make me happy just by being there. You guys are so awesome that being with you reduces my need for chocolate and ice-cream, which is saying a lot if you actually understand the extent of my addiction…

Those actually liking me for the way I am, thank you.
Those liking me because of my looks I have nothing against you.

Those treating me as if I’m not worth a shit, fuck you.

And no, I’m not emo-ing despite the perverse attraction of it. Something simply happened today to remind me how hard it is to be yourself sometimes. Smiling and nodding while viciously backstabbing each other. Just back off, can? Trust me, you do not want to know how much of a bitch I can be.

Mehh. I can’t eat chocs with my friggin sore throat.

ps. and yes. i am THAT vain.