Same old, same old....

Writing is my outlet when it comes to frustration and sadness. I usually write poems when I'm sad and things like that. But it hit my mind that blogging is also a form of writing. And yes, I'm gonna share with you things because I know you guys won't even read it 'cause it's waaaaaaaaaay too long! :)) Hence, a plus for me! Hahaha. Nonetheless, here goes my rant.

This is NOT just another teenager-is-being-moody moment because 1. I don't think I'm considered as one anymore, 2. That's stupid, and 3. I'm thinking before I act now. I am just as confused as any other human in the world that is in the same scenario. I hate being copied. And no. The saying, "Immitation is the highest form of flattery" doesn't apply to me. Or maybe I just hated being copied by this one specific person.

I can't share to you this feeling because no words can translate this feeling into words. Hahaha! The irony of life. I just really, really, really wish that sometimes, parents will look (or just even TRY) to understand the other side of the coin. I've been hearing a loooot of crap lately. And I really try my very best not to show everyone that I'm not in the mood. I don't act like a baby at all. I try to be mature and just keep quiet.

BUT, oh no. No. No. Everything's just not enough. Even the effort you make to smile despite being angry at the world. Because apparently, you can just flinch and they'll think you're making faces or something. Minsunderstood. I think that the best word to describe it. I feel like I am being misunderstood in every level that you can ever think of.

Maybe I'm writing this (and sharing this to everyone who knows my blog) because I feel like I need to express my frustrations. I can't keep it to myself anymore because one day, I think I'll explode. :))))) Okay, that's a joke. But you do get my point, right? Or maybe, I just need to feel that assurance that somebody's listening to me. Maybe I've just been fed up with all the dramas of life.

I don't know. Everything is a question for me right now....
Because really, I'm tired of taking everybody's crap JUST so that they'll be happy.