Books of Unnecessary Length
Well it's now 2pm and I have tried my hand at playing Sam & Max, though not too successfully. It's really quite sad, I don't even know what I have to do in the game, all I know is that there are two shifty looking guys that I probably have to follow. I really don't know.
I managed to get off work at 4pm since it was so slow. Since then I have guiltily had four slices of pizza whilst watching The Longest Yard with my boyfriend. It is now only 7:30pm and I am so tired. I've worked the last three days in a row and had to get up earlier than usual, and tomorrow I was suppose to have nothing on in the morning that would allow me to sleep in but alas, I have to drive my friend to Epping. I don't mind that too much, it's good to help out, but I just really want to sleep in. Sigh. That is life.
I realise that in my previous diary entry I get angrier and angrier as it progresses. It may seem that I didn't proof read what was written, but that is not true. I left it how it was because I feel it gives the reader a clearer idea about how I think and why I get angry at times. I might not have a very logical reason behind my anger or have actual evidence supporting anything I say, but it is important that you were able to get a clear idea as to how I function and why I have said those things in the past.
In addition to this I would like to add that my hatred towards that person has significantly subsided for I realise that it was mostly unwarranted, probably entirely unwarranted. I intend to make a decent effort to control my emotions in that regard in the future and to think about the situation before acting upon it; though I don't know if you could call this an improvement since it is my thought process that usually attributes to the escalation of my hate. Anyway, I am sorry that my insecurities led to me making such a cruel statement which then led to this person feeling miserable for a fairly long time afterwards.
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