How Much Do I Annoy You?

Sometimes, there is so much to tell and write, I don't know what to start on. For instance, I come across something in Facebook, and this certain something brings me extreme displeasure to the point where I silently fume and boil until I can no longer contain my anger and just want to be plain irrational. I pity my friends, sometimes. Most of the time, actually. For having to bear with my abnormal (but recurring) temper tantrums; also to deal with my silly little problems like class rep duties; keep myself from strangling certain people who apparently do not know how to properly utilize their brains before they speak, etc. I say, what a never-ending list.

And, before I forget, I’d very much like to bring up a certain issue that has been going on for ages, and never seems to come to gradual halt. Nothing displeases me more than when someone close actually begins to get real competitive and uses me as some sort of benchmark. Of all things, I despise being compared with the most. If every individual is different, what on earth is the use of comparison? Is it really that important for you: to be more popular with the opposite sex? to have better physique in terms of looks and body shape? have the ‘ideal’ weight? to shop for brand-wise ‘nicer’ clothes? spend more money on items and services which, in reality have no economic value? I honestly don’t see the bright side of this. And worse still, you begin to put me down to make yourself seem superior and ultimately feel better. I don’t get it. What does one derive from acting this way? Self satisfaction? It seems to me that a person like this is only suffering from inferiority complex, and requires immediate help. Please, grow up and do a bit of reading up on self-help books. Being competitive is one thing, but comparing yourself unnecessarily with another individual is an entirely different story.

I’m not perfect, and I know I annoy people and others annoy me. But trust me, I’m working on it. And so should the rest of you people out there. After all, why should I do all the work? ;)

Now, WHY CAN’T I LOAD MINESWEEPER!?!?!?!?

‘If you think I’m happy, it  only means I’m starting to get really, really good at pretending.’