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-Monday, January 22, 2007 ' 4:19 AM
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How can having a spat about lunch amount to being labelled "selfish".

I just dont get it!

This is how it happened.
We came back to my aunties house after super golf rather hungry. I was quite prepared to buy my lunch from red rooster, as this was what i preferred. When told no, i had a little spat. And this pissed my cousin off royally. She completely spat the dummy. Wouldn't talk to me and stormed from any room i occupied. Then tonight she had a rant at me about how im selfish and that i act like a spoilt little child and that i remind her of one of her friends who's is a bitch.

Concerned much.

I dont like to think of myself as a brat or selfish. I mean YES i have my moments but i wouldn't consider myself to be as bigger bitch as she made me out to be.

How dare she have the audacity to make me ever question myself.
HOW FUCKING DARE SHE WHEN SHE HERSELF IS NOT PERFECT!
NOBODY IS PERFECT!

Excuse me.

And it would be nice if somebody could explain exactly what the meaning of all this labeling?
Emo.
Selfish.

Its getting beyond a joke. Why cant i just be me. Why do i have to worry about labels. In fact, why should anybody have to worry about labels. They are what they are and thats that. Finito, end of discussion.

Ever so pissed now. Why did she have to sour my good mood.
Why does she need to do that!







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