one for the recordbooks

Today was a rough day.

Therefore; a good thing regarding that was that I went to the Guses' and had a good time, which got my mind off it, however I got home and whoa did it all kinda flow back..I realized without the company of others today would have been the WORST.

I think as we get older we realize things, they just become "a matter of fact".

It seems that things become routine, expected, but no less annoying or hurtful. And it also seems so "interesting" if I may use that word in this context, that people are vain enough to think that others don't catch on, or that they don't hear or feel, or have intuition. I mean where does this kind of idea come from? How ignorant do I look?

The other side of this is that there are people selfish enough to think that they are helping you when you seriously don't need or want it, and they honestly are so set on helping, when their help is simply hurtful and damaging, yet they commence to help.

Though vague, I believe this description is fairly descriptive to how I feel which is the most important part, because the details aren't necessary - SAYS ME!

Lovely...