She glared at him, hate emanating from the sheer intensity of her eyes. He never listened. Despite her telling him repeatedly, over and over again, he never, even listened. He did whatever he liked, whenever he wished to, and however he wanted it to be.
He was inconsiderate, selfish, self-centered all rolled into an unattractive, pathetic excuse for a man.

"Why can't you ever listen? Stop thinking the damn world revolves around you and your stupid little escapades! I'm sick and tired of running after you, reminding you about this and that like I'm some kind of secretary!" She burst out, a torrent of words flooding out of her mouth.

"I can't take it anymore. You always force me to listen to you, but have you ever really listened to me? No, you've never. You're selfish. You think the things you have to say are always the most interesting, that they matter the most. Anything I say is inconsequential. You never cared. Stop pretending to." Tears of anger rolled down her cheeks, as she left the room, slamming the door shut with a finality that chilled him to the bones.

Do you guys realise that people want to talk, but they hardly ever have a genuine interest in listening to what you want to say? Very interesting, no?

Human nature is a complex one. I disliked him at first. I thought he was some sissy, stuffy attention-grabber. But then as I got to know him better... I realised that he has a heart that is pure and true. He's grossly misunderstood... but then again, pertaining to my above point, I doubt many would ever try to understand him. Yes, he does have a motor-mouth, and most of the time, he only ever talks about himself. But when I understood his situation, him wanting to talk himself is probably warranted. And if it makes him happy having someone there to listen to him... then that's fine with me. No one person has entirely bad points. He in turn, is willing to lend a listening ear, and for that I am much appreciative. Guess it goes both ways, although not all the time, and in that aspect I am quite disappointed.

But then again, I have many problems which I keep to myself, and which will probably never see the light of day. I am quite fine with that.

I felt particularly bitchy and nasty today, but I don't really care. I must've woke up on the wrong side of bed today. But it feels good to have evil thoughts and speak mean things about people without giving a hoot about what your friends/people around you think. But I'll probably revert back to my saintly self by tomorrow. Hur hur.

For an entire two hours or so, I was considerably silent. The disinclination to talk has never struck me so hard as today. There were sounds and movement around me, but I felt as if I was encapsulated in a snug little box, looking but not seeing, hearing, but not listening. Thoughts ran through my mind, but it was not all entirely about Helmet. Today, I faced crushing disappointment.

But I am strong and I will feel better. I will not care and I will learn to be goverened by rationale and my reason, not by impulsiveness. I will practise self-restraint and calmness of mind, sweetness of temper. I will not let insignificant, selfish acts by people bother me.

On a brighter note, Happy Birthday Bob!!! :) Please study hard for Maths alright! ;)

Alright, I'm going to finish up my EoM now. Annyong!