I am a strange person I always have been. There is TREEsa at LiveJournal who is among some of the first to say so. there is another who said that I am psycho, but that was an annonymous comment.
Frankly, everyone is entitled to their own opinion, and I can't force anyone to be my friend if they don't want to. The world doesn't work that way, and it is certainly not my preferred modus operandi. If TREEsa wanted me to un-friend her, all she really had to do was ask. But she chose to wait until I introduced myself to her in order to make the request.
I am willing to let her rant and yell at me all she wants tomorrow at mix-it-up day, but I won't go near the music area, not unless it is for lunch or to go home after my shift at the library on Wednesdays.
I may be insane/psycho/weird/unique/odd/schizophrenic, but I'm not entirely heartless. I won't go over if she seriously doesn't want me to. All she really has to do is ask, and I will stay away.
I'm not like other people, I know it. Frankly, I'm not at all insulted by some of the things that people say about me, since some may be truth, and I accept it as a part of who I am. As for the other rumors, well, if it's false, I guess all I can really do is ignore it or smile in amusement, no matter how much it hurts.
TREEsa may not want to see me face to face, but honestly, there is no way she can avoid it. We could possibly see each other every day without fail and would never realize it. It is possible, considering the size of Mark Keppel HS, but not likely. Even if by some strange chance, we managed to avoid meeting each other face to face, we would inevitably meet at graduation.
It would be inevitable that we meet. We cannot avoid each other forever, and we would meet face to face, if only for a few seconds. We are both members of the graduating class of '06 at Mark Keppel after all.
I am rather... upset...
She knew my user name for the LJ, and she could have dropped off a comment requesting me to stop or un-friend her, but she refused. She waited until I introduced myself to really say anything, and frankly, it hurts.
I may sometimes be confused by what I am feeling, and I may consider emotion as a weakness, but I am only human. I may be able to prevent my self from feeling certain emotions, but I can still feel regardless of my ideals or beliefs. I am human, flesh and blood and bone, not stone. I can still feel, even if I wish I could not.
I am not insulted. I'm just... a tad... upset...
But at the same time...
I'm glad...
I'm glad that after a few online encounters, someone could see my uniqueness and comment on it...
I'm glad to know that I'm not just one of hundreds of mass produced humans made up of carbon...
I am not insulted...
I'm just...
A tad...
upset...
