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Of the people around you ? Or are you more sick of yourself and how you treat others ? |
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The whole thing I think is sick. |
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Oh, and I just told my mom that I think she is pretty stupid... |
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yes sometimes i do feel sick of people around me. 1) the director at work makes me angry with stupid ideas at work, or changing his mind rapidly, or with his corporate ideals, while he hasn't even registered his company. 2) my friends, who do not understand me and do not like music, films which I like, books i like. They sometimes become angry with me for no reason (that's true) and this makes me angry. I'm sick of myself sometimes, too. because i'm not very communicative, lazy, ignorant, weak, suck at maths, often depressed and not rich. |
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Troof, sometimes people become angry at you for no apparent reason. Something youve (jokingly) said must have offended them... |
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Maybe. After last time it happened I decided not to talk with them because they can feel offended with whatever you say. Sure i can't quit talking to them at all. sometimes i have to. |
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Its because they have absolutley no self doubts....fucking asshole, dont like to be told the truth |
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Everyone hates me...even my mom |
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Sometimes staying alot around people as a whole afternoon or evening makes me feel depressed once I get home... :( |
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im not too comfortable around people...i even have hard time walking down the street in a day time. it's different at night though...dunno why. |
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I'm sick of a work colleague of mine. Fucking sick, in fact. You know when you start to get annoyed by someone, then you start to dislike them more and more, and finally you start to find every fucking thing they do the most irritating thing in the world? Well, I'm there now. I could write a book about this man, but here are a few things in particular that make me want to slap him upside the head: -he always looks at my screen. Always. He sits behind me, and does this stupid thing where he slowly spins on his chair, left to right, so when he reaches a 90 degree turn either way he can look at my screen quite easily. I know he does this, because when I hear his stupid chair creaking I look slightly in that direction through the corner of my eye and there he is, his wretched face gazing at my monitor before he spins his chair round the other way. -he lumbers work on to me and takes the credit for it. 'nuff said. -his breath smells of a mixture of 10,000,000 cups of rotten coffee and 5,000,000 rotten cherries. -sometimes we have to work together on things. This usually ends with me writing some kind of document and him sitting next to me, reading what I type. That's fine, right? No, it isn't. When I say reading, he isn't reading along with what I type in his head. No. He reads each word that I type out aloud, as though he is dictating it to me. He often tells me to change one word, or rephrase a sentence and it always makes it read worse, but regardless of how offensive I find this I do it anyway, just because it's a fucking pathetic thing to argue about. Combine this with the breath that I mentioned earlier, worsened by the proximity, and you have possibly the most maddening thing I have ever experienced. He is also a complete penny pincher and has no sense of humour whatsoever. He's the kind of person that talks to you, but doesn't actually listen to what you say. For intance, he can ask me what I did at the weekend, nodding and saying "excellent...excellent" as I speak, then ask me aga |
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...asks me the same thing again hours later. Worst person ever. |
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its like youre reading my mind! are you my double account? |
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fully sick |
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I had murderous dreams of my coach for years, I want to kill that fucking neo-con, child molesting bastard |
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oh and besides that I do have pretty good friends, better than I could have hoped for, though they usually end up making me feel bad about myself unintentionally. |
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i called out of work sick today. |
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wicked sick! |
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ITS A TRAP |
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Yes, I'm notorious for shutting the people closest to me out of my existence. I'm just not interested in having people around for too long, or knowing too much about my inner workings, they grate on me when they wear out their welcome. And actually, it does make me feel bad... they have the wrong impressions about me, or they may think I have the wrong impression about them. But this is a Monoid post so I think I've been had. |
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i almost went to nova scotia in september. i still want to make it up that way eventually. if i ever do, we gotta hang out for an hour or so. maybe we could go check out or something. |
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Yeah, an hour or so, nothing more. I'll cut you, I'll push you right out of my life. Nova Scotia is great, but I'm biased. Oak Island is definitely awesome. I dig it. Hard to believe some scurvy pirates hid their spoils so well that we're STILL getting owned, even with our technology. It's funny, every once in a while, you hear about it on the news and the situation gets updated, progress never being made, but a new ''hint'' discovered. |
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i'll bet one eyed willy is ROFLing all over in his grave. |
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I'm sick to death of OAP students in my art class trying to talk to me about emmerdale and the wonder of salvador dali. God bless minidisc players. |
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bump |
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haha.yes there are so many people , whose every fucking little movement makes you ill. like the twat he just stares at me in my classroom for no reason. or that bugger that looks at what i've written then puts has hand up to give that very same answer. there is just something about a room full of chumps lapping up everyword given to them , you don't even need to listen , its all in the fucking textbooks anyway. and i got an A in this class so hmph. |
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Sometimes I get annoyed with some of the people I have to work with. But how you deal with the situation is far more rewarding then just being a jerk back to them. It's especially good when you outsmart some fool you work with, and they know it too! Luckily I work with great people, but occassionally there will be one or two awkward people that I have to deal with - its life! |
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what i'd do is pet their animals unusually hard, just to show how great the love is. |
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