**Voice of Unreason is a song by Cryptopsy. Cryptopsy is an amazing death metal band. I encourage you all to check them out**
**This does not concern the following bloggers or anyone without a blog -- Amber, Jessica, Nix, the Council, Beaver and any others i May have forgotten. I do apologize to you all for what I am about to say, but it is time.**
As for the rest of you...
THIS is why I'm angry:
"Hizzy, although she has excellent intentions, doesn't know what she's talking about half the time. She's only correct in judgment half the time, too. "
Let me explain something to everyone here. I don't give a fuck what any of you think about me. Frankly, I think you're all a bunch of insecure people who feel the need to talk down to others to fill some void in your life. And I feel sorry for you.
Yes, I do know what I'm talking about. You just HAVE to be right all the time I guess. Rather than saying "Now you know how I feel" ,you gloat and go on like you just won a fucking prize or something. Do you want a cookie? No? Then shut the hell up.
I'm tired. I'm tired of people turning others against other people. Can people think for themselves? Guess not.
"Correct in judgement" -- hmmm, I don't regret any judgements I've made. I think I Have a pretty level head on my shoulders.
"Doesn't know what she's talking about half the time" -- guess if it doesn't involve DBZ or shitty little anime cartoons, it doesn't mean fuck. Shit, I bet I couldn't have an intellectual conversation with half of you, without it somehow going back to stupid shit! YOU ARE NOT COMIC BOOK CHARACTERS! You are not a cheetah woman, you are not Goku, you are not whomever. You are a fucking human being. Have some decency and start acting like it, stop being delusional, and for fuck's sake. Grow the hell up. It's not mature to make "fake blogs" or talk to someone under a "fake screen name" so you can get your fucking jollies. That's not how you treat a friend.
I guess that if it isn't liked or mandated by someone in high command of the group, then it isn't needed. Then I'm not needed. I'm expendible.
You know, it's amazing really. I've never been given a fair shake by anyone in this group. My ideas are dismissed, I'm brushed aside, I'm not involved in the planning of anything. It's like you gotta be one of the 'founders' or one of the dudes to get your ideas heard around here. Shit.
I'm tired of people harassing 'weaker' people. I'm tired of the term 'weak'. Since when does physical strength hold any sort of purpose within a group. I don't sit around with Toni or Amber talking about how Amber is the better artist, so therefore, she's the better person, or that Toni and I have more ample chests than other girls, so we are somehow better. But everything just HAS to be about strength, or competition, or who's better. Last time I checked, there is not a single person in this group that I am better than or that is better than me as a whole. Sure, we all get pissed off and say bad shit, but in the end, we're all humans, and shit like that cuts to the fucking core.
Yes. Nick did anger me, a great deal. And yes, it does draw a striking parallel to the Toni and Erich situation. However, this is a bit different. No one in this group has made an effort, or at least a concerted one, to get a hold of Erich, invite him out. It was made abundantly clear through planning an alternate party on the night of one for him. Unlike that situation, myself and my other friends HAVE made an effort with Nick. We were there for him when he needed us, and frankly, we still try to get a hold of him. Nathan still talks to him from time to time. You guys ditched Erich as much as he ditched you. We haven't ditched Nick. We're better than that.
You know what else I'm tired of? I'm tired of people staking claims to things. For example, I was extremely angry at a whole lot of people the day I moved into this apartment. What was supposed to be happy day was immediately quashed when I was told that I was moving on the day someone else was having a party. You know what, I don't plan my life around shit like that. I'll move when I want to move. It's like people were all put out because I picked THAT day to move. I picked THAT day because I was able to get off work then, my family was free, and the handful of people who actually helped me out were free as well. I did it to suit me. I don't kiss anyone's ass. And since when can't people get married within a week of another couple? You don't own that week. Get off your high horses, people. Ooooh, Hizzy's playing all pissed off. You know what, I'm not playing.
I invite people over. I plan things and then no one comes, but rather they sit around the house and watch seconds of their sad pathetic lives tick away. Tick tick tick.
You know what hurts? It hurts that I plan something and people don't come because they're broke. You know what, we can spot you. Like on my birthday. Jason came out even though he was flat broke, because he cared enough to come out and have fun. What stopped a few of you from coming out? You were broke. Oh well. Shouldn't birthdays be about being with your friends instead of sitting around doing nothing? Guess not. BTW, thank you to those who did come out. It was nice to have you all there and I had a really fun time. The presents were not necessary, but were appreciated.
I gotta twist people's arms to get them to do something. I'm tired of asking.There will be no more asking. I don't care if you come to any of my stuff or not. I hope you sit at home bored with nothing to do and realize that I'm out somewhere having the time of my life and I'm happy.
I have no regrets in life. Absolutely none. And I do not regret saying any of this. Take it as you will. From now on, you will see a new Andrea, one who is not afraid to say what's on her mind, no matter whom it offends/bothers/or generally pissed off.
Now if you'll excuse me, I must go be stupid somewhere, for according to certain people, that's what I am...stupid.
Andrea
Link : No link today.
Music : that metal shit I listen to that none of you like. Currently it's Diabolic's "All Evil Aside"
Wednesday, September 22, 2004
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Well, now that you've had your little tantrum...
I never called you stupid. I just said you don't know what you're talking about half the time. And you know what? That's the truth. It's true of everybody. I don't know what I'm talking about half the time, either. And, half the time, everyone actually does know what they're talking about. I never claimed to know everything, so I'm secure enough to accept that half the time I am out of my league.
And as for your 'problems' with our competitions: if you don't like that game, you don't have to play it, but step the fuck off of the rest of us if that's what we want to do. If we want to do Juice Wars, or have actual competitions, what's it to you? Why do YOU have to be the mediator for our entire group of fucking friends? I can't speak for anyone else, but if I want to have a little friendly competition, I will fucking do so if I goddamn please...if you'd like to stop me from doing that, please, just give it a try.
Yes, I gloated; because you deserved it. You spent months chastising me for my attitude towards the Erich situation, and then you turn around to pull the biggest act of hyprocrisy EVER. And for your information, we all did make a concerted effort to call Erich and talk to him, so shut the fuck up about that, you weren't there. Oh, look--an actual example of a time when you didn't know what you were talking about...
And on you being involved in planning and whatnot: you're involved in plenty. You're just not involved with everything. No one is involved with EVERYTHING that goes on; but you, you seem to have a problem if you're not a part of every little thing that goes on. As for staking claims on things, well, you've staked your fair share of claims in the past, so I don't even want to hear it from you.
You want to be the new Hizzy, that's cool; you want to go off on a tantrum, that's cool too; but do NOT expect your little bitch fest to not be answered for. Shit, the way you talk, you'd think you get no respect at all, but you do. You get lots of respect. Why don't you take a step back and view that for once?
Should this group have a mediator? You claim to be great friends, but the thing is all I ever hear is bickering and complaining… He did this… She did that… He’s with her and he shouldn’t be… etc
Friends are their to support, not criticize…
We must band together, or the thumb of oppression will fall on all of us.
Together we can brace it… Divided we are paste…
They watch us from the outside, waiting…
For fucks' fucking sake.
Whoever has a problem with someone just confront them one on one. Seriously. It's not even entertaining.
And Hizz...Chill the fuck out. It's just life. It ends and begins. Things happen and people feel certain ways. Let them feel that way. State your case but don't get pissed.
Nix says: Glad I'm a wolf and not a human.
Yes she is, she just hides it better most of the time...just kidding.
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