At around 7: 45 , my friend Nina calls me to tell ask me if I had a falling out with my friend Vince. Answer: Yes. I just got tired of his football coach-like advices. I'm pissed about my job rejections and I'm forced to work in my dad's office at the moment, he just says " well, you've got to sacrifice". Plus my sister is currently dating some older guy, a pretty wayward guy, and she shuns me when I'm with him. Vince would just say " well, she's a girl. We're men. You gotta be a man". Plus I just suddenly got annoyed at that attitude where you'd rather stay positive than sulk, ignoring all emotions and being annoyingly or disturbingly stoic about it. It's not for me. I could be honest about my unstable tempers and attitudes and I could even be proud of it. This discipline that this city needs to unlearn is really irritating me somehow
Then I told Nina that I'm working for my dad and I just had to hear remarks that I honestly find condescending. She tells me that I "need" this job. But on the other hand, she doesn't want to work for her family, yet she thinks I have to work for mine. You know what, screw that. I won't take that crap no more. Yet I just told her that "okay, you can always call me ,I'll do my part as one of your best friends even if I know that when it comes to me, you cannot reciprocate".
But there are good things for today. I'm currently appreciate this band, Coupleskate ( I'm happy that none of my indie scenesters friend have heard of them(evil laugh). I kinda have a crush on them, for they play really well. Their music makes me escape this dog-eat-dog city. Anyway, I guess I should write a play about the situation I had with the two friends I've mentioned .I guess I don't really have much friends who'll really listen and there are just a few of them who really do. I'd rather have you guys. I could write a nice play about how I should thank them for sacrificng myself for a job like this. Anyway, I've got to go. Got a self help book to read. Self help from Kafka. I'll take the chance to disappear someday , like what Sumire did in Murakami's Sputnik Sweetheart novel. Here's hoping
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Then I told Nina that I'm working for my dad and I just had to hear remarks that I honestly find condescending. She tells me that I "need" this job. But on the other hand, she doesn't want to work for her family, yet she thinks I have to work for mine. You know what, screw that. I won't take that crap no more. Yet I just told her that "okay, you can always call me ,I'll do my part as one of your best friends even if I know that when it comes to me, you cannot reciprocate".
But there are good things for today. I'm currently appreciate this band, Coupleskate ( I'm happy that none of my indie scenesters friend have heard of them(evil laugh). I kinda have a crush on them, for they play really well. Their music makes me escape this dog-eat-dog city. Anyway, I guess I should write a play about the situation I had with the two friends I've mentioned .I guess I don't really have much friends who'll really listen and there are just a few of them who really do. I'd rather have you guys. I could write a nice play about how I should thank them for sacrificng myself for a job like this. Anyway, I've got to go. Got a self help book to read. Self help from Kafka. I'll take the chance to disappear someday , like what Sumire did in Murakami's Sputnik Sweetheart novel. Here's hoping
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