Wednesday, January 04, 2006
Why won't they stop?
Arguing like children, flaring tempers and heated words.
I hate it, hate the tension, hate the anger. I hate conflict in the family. I hate being the peacemaker, the one caught in the middle.
If I ever wondered where I learnt the art of keeping my temper, I didn't have to look far.
The voice of reason. The impartial judge.
I've been both on several occasions. I don't like being there, but someone has to do it.
Enough about this.
School was...a pain.
I wonder if I did something wrong. Rachel seems to be upset with me. Our eyes met in Econs lecture today, and she stared right through me. I was sure she saw me.
So was it something I did???
I don't know. She's a friend, and I like to keep my friends. I don't have very many to begin with.
Sometimes I wish I'm not me.
But we all have our quirky days.
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Arguing like children, flaring tempers and heated words.
I hate it, hate the tension, hate the anger. I hate conflict in the family. I hate being the peacemaker, the one caught in the middle.
If I ever wondered where I learnt the art of keeping my temper, I didn't have to look far.
The voice of reason. The impartial judge.
I've been both on several occasions. I don't like being there, but someone has to do it.
Enough about this.
School was...a pain.
I wonder if I did something wrong. Rachel seems to be upset with me. Our eyes met in Econs lecture today, and she stared right through me. I was sure she saw me.
So was it something I did???
I don't know. She's a friend, and I like to keep my friends. I don't have very many to begin with.
Sometimes I wish I'm not me.
But we all have our quirky days.
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