Overload

I am so fucking pissed right now. I don't handle large groups of people I'm having "issues" with very well. Emotional stress hits me twice as hard as the other kinds. Always has, always will. I am pissed at Jon for making jump through hoops, hoping that he'll forgive me for breaking his heart. Fuck you Jon. I'm not letting you manipulate me anymore. I don't understand Brian. Most of the time I think he and I get along fine. Until, BAM, I say something apparently sets him off. I try not to take it personally. I really do. He seems to be the type that talks very little to most people, unless they are very close to him. I know I'm not. I just wish for one day I fucking understood him. Shit, it's like dealing with a 21 year old Rafeford. I am avoiding one of my friends on AIM, who will remain nameless. AND the ONE fucking person who could probably make me laugh right now.... is now where to be found.

I fucking hate Sundays. This happens every fucking weekend. Sundays are now permenantly on my shit list!