-_-

Meh. Wednesday is almost over. About fucking time.

Things are ridiculous. And I can understand some of the reasoning behind it, and I can see for myself that certain things are important, but this is ridiculous. And there isn't a single person I can talk to about it, because of how ridiculous it is.

Like, I just...I don't want to judge people. And I don't want to nail people just because they're trying to get me in trouble just because they don't like me for whatever reason. And I don't want to have or cause resentment or bitterness or suspicion or whatever. I want people to be happy.

But when it becomes difficult for me to do my job because I have to constantly worry about how it looks or what people think when I have a perfectly legitimate reason for all of my actions, that's too far. And I hate being constantly on guard--that's when I start screwing up for real just because I'm so worried about how things look.

And I can't believe I'm doing this again. But this time, I think it's worth it.

Oh, P.S., I hate two-faced people. If you hate me or you object to something I'm doing, at least have the guts to let me know, instead of being nice to my face and complaining about me behind my back. Please, thank you, fuck off.

And I no longer have appropriate icons because my subscription expired. So. Deal.