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I don't know how anyone can relate to this but I am here to complain and basically rant cos I'm fucking annoyed and pissed off and just purely irritated.

SOME ONLINE BUYERS ARE JUST SO FUCKING DUMB AND HAVE AN IQ OF PRACTICALLY NEGATIVE VALUE HONESTLY.

This is the comment a buyer wrote on my lj shop:

i cant believe u sold it, i said i want it immediate, payment or trades/partial.

i waited for a mail for so long form u but receive no word.
At least inform me if its sold =(

May i enquire who bought it so i can purchase it from her?
If u have not mailed the item out could u please sell it to me as i will offer a higher price! I can offer $35 dollars for it.

A very sincere buyer who was looking for this bag for a long time.

do let me know and please mail me:
xxxxxx@gmail.com =)


NOTE: I had 5 comments from her telling me "how come i DINT receive any email from U"
The horrible ahlian typing just topped the charts in my tolerance level ttm.

Anyway, I mailed her previously to tell her the item was pending in payment, but yet she claimed she didn't receive any mail.
Okay nevermind, so I proceeded to give her a "piece of my mind" and tell her something about customer ethics and privacy and that everyone is not driven by money and profit unlike her, in relation to her long comment above.

She claimed she didn't receive any mail YET AGAIN when I replied her lj comment.
She then emailed me, lamenting about how fucking upset she was that I sold it without telling her and replying her email blah blah blah.

I emailed her ONCE AGAIN, showing evidence of my sent mail to her, after which I commented on her lj to tell her to check her junk/spam folder.

SHE SAID, ONCE AGAIN SHE DIDNT RECEIVE ANY EMAIL.

5 seconds later, I got an email that said:


found the mail in the junk.
thanks


FUCKCBNBKNN!
$!@$*!@Y!@*!@RJUID*&!@$HUDQR!@UWDWR@#OT#$&UTC J#$TDGC)HR&U%C@
FUCKING NOOB PIECE OF SHIT NO FUCKING BRAINS.

And I actually thought I copied her email wrongly or my gmail account was faulty.
Are some people just stupid or just stupid? Tmai.

I don't suppose you realise how irritated I am right now, and I don't expect you to sympathise with/for me tyvm.


Bye.

I think I forgot how much I enjoyed playing my surdo.
I think I forgot how much I loved playing as a band, listening to each other's instruments, coming up with cute/stupid movements at certain riffs of songs, figuring out the parts of a song that are harder to catch up and basically just letting loose along with my surdo and bandmates.

I sure do miss that feeling and glad I got it back once again today.

I am scared as hell for what tomorrow might bring me.
No wait, scared or frightened is really an understatement in fact.

Nevertheless, I know I will not hold back anymore, and I will speak my mind in the midst of tossing what ego I have aside.
My life is a total drama queen and I hate myself for what it has brought upon me. I never thought I would end up in this mess, yet somehow this feeling is foreign to me.
Sure I've had terrible breakups, not to mention a huge heartbreak not too long ago. However, what I am going through now seems to be something new and totally alien.

That aside, even in this messed up period of time, something good has come out of it.
I've discovered a startling yet rewarding and uplifting quality of myself.
I've got balls and courage. 100% definite.
Excuse me for the self-praise.

I made the first move in almost every situation, and even in a moment of rashness, jealousy and anger, I asked a fucking direct and inappropraite question.
Yet, I do not live in regret for what I've done.
Instead, I am proud of myself to have the courage to face the truth and put my ego aside.

I surprise myself sometimes.

I sleep in till late morning, then nap again in the evening.
On some days I can't get past 2am cos "To Kill A Mocking Bird" just puts me to sleep, yet I enjoy reading it.

Yes, I spend most of my day sleeping for no apparent reason.
Ask me why.

This morning, I woke up at 4am and couldnt get back to sleep.
The words "what if" and "maybe" just kept repeating in my mind and I felt like the worst thing on earth really.
Thoughts about how things could have been different or why things have changed so drastically resounded in my head time and time again, in my awakened period of time this morning.
I finally dozed off due to the tiredness of my self thoughts and psychoing.

Dreaming wasn't all rainbows and unicorns either.
My dream (I can't remember what) was filled with emotions and tears, go figure.
I woke up feeling like the shittiest I've been in my 18 years. Tough night.

Well basically, I think spending time alone at home and having to deal with THIS just makes me an emotionally unstable person.
I tend to overthink things, become irritable, angry and anti-social to everything around me.
Yet on the contrary, I like being alone. I find peace in it, having to deal with only my own self and nothing else.
I like the quiet and serenity of my home, knowing that the only living being in it is me and the world is my oyster, I can do anything I want, no barriers, no restrictions, no one there to criticise or judge me.

Right, I now sound like some mentally unstable bitch.

How different can things be now? I don't know.
Honestly, I guess I made myself this upset, cos I might have invested too much feelings in one bank.
Then again, with JT here as my escapade, it doesn't seem all that bad.
We'll still be friends... right?