The Ripped Soul

Rant, rant, rant. Rough night. First I blog everything. And POOF. Gone. Blogger is SO good to me, I know.

How can you love someone yet hate them? LOVE, yet HATE. Have you ever encountered such a feeling? If never, don't. You don't want to know what it feels like. Its so bad, you'd feel like it kills your own soul. Sucks on your soul like a dementor. You'd feel for that split second that you'd never ever be happy again. I've been there done that. Soul's been killed one too many times. Sucks, I know.

Here's a rant. I just need an outlet. Don't read if you don't want to. ALT+F4 is the key. Or just press Mr. X at the top right corner of the screen. And by the way, if you read, don't ask me about it. I'VE CLEARLY STATED.

for you.

Don't even get me started. Sigh. Do you remember the time where I was happily jumping in the air? First for guitar. But you took that interest to heart, you knew I would go far. I was so enthusiastic about it, that was the key, wasn't it? Then came my future affairs. THAT fucking stupid form. What would be my education level in 2006. I didn't want to go to sec 5, I TOLD YOU. You keep on telling me, NO! YOU MUST GO TO SEC 5. Why are you telling me to do something I don't want to do? I don't want to do my O's. I want to go to SHATEC, ITE. Whatever it takes. You said you'll give me freedom, WHY ARE YOU TAKING CONTROL OVER MY EDUCATION AS WELL? You don't know what kind of life I have in there. The bitching. The hypocrisy. The backstabbing. The competition. I'm sick of ALL of it. I just want to end it. If you can't afford, don't fucking worry - I'll pay for it myself. Work my fat arse off if I have to. But I'm not going to sec 5. NEVER. Not in that school, never. Ever. If you force me to, this will be the last you'll see me. I'm dead serious. I did it on the 27th of July. I'll do it again. And will keep on doing it unless you people listen. Then my hair. 2 of my BEST friends said I should go all out for it. Since I want to, and since I might look good. I WANT CORNROLLS. What did you say? What if I regret? What if I can't undo it? Why aren't you giving me chances? Everyone else approves of me doing it, why not you? Sarah said I should do it. Amanda thinks I should go all out for it. Germaine thinks I'll look superb with it. But why are you objecting to it? What did you say when I said my best friends think I should do it? "So if they asked you to eat shit, you'll do it as well?" Why do you say such things? Why hurt me? Are you all out on crashing my dreams? Does it make you happy when I cry? When my tears fall?

SIGH.

Tears threaten, but the mask covers it all. God and his angels stitch my heart again, with the thread and needle once more. By the way, if you're still wondering what are cornrolls, this is it.

http://www.strictlybraids.com/cornrolls16.jpg

Well, I need more opinions anyways. Should I go for it?