Yeah, karma is such a bitch. It kinda figures though. I guess I got what I deserved, but I am kind of tired of the same thing happening again and again. A break from tradition would be nice every now and then.
Hell, this sort of thing doesn't even bother me normally, but I'm all bent out of shape this time around. I mean, this is like the the fouth time in four months that this has happend, and yeah, I'm wasn't happy with the first one, the second wasn't something I even wanted to happen, but by the third I didn't give a damn. Why am I so down about this one? Why in the world do I care so much about something I didn't even have?...
You know what, it doesn't matter why. What matters is that I want to go outside and scream "FUCK YOU WORLD!" at the top of my lungs. Then I want to come back inside, have a nice cry, dry my eyes, and get over it so I can move or with my life.
Heres to being friends! Cheers.