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Sociology > Depression |
| User: |
"eoygeo" |
| Date: |
13 Dec 2006 02:12:42 AM |
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bicycle for extra time |
A ballet is a small part of my world, where some madam takes a lesson
that her car parked bit far away asked me to walk with her after the
lesson because the street is bit dark,, that I gladly did more that few
times,, where there weren't enough lights on the remote street.. and
she expect for me to wait for her social converstion faithly for her
after the lesson, and I didn't wait for her yesterday, I left
there hastly. I got my thing to do. She was so emotional that she
invades my time and space everytime, each time whatever I wear that
she comments on the wearing, what I am up to with my life, all the
pro and con about, emotional person does that, make others emotional
and get all the wasted information out of and later be judgemental
about. As long as she is being all emotional about it life is on her
side, that is later to be fool herself. I feel invaded and being used
as long as she is that emotional social madam. HI!!, HELLO!!! HOW ARE
YOU!!!! HOW IS YOUR DAY!!! every lesson. Next be WHAT IS NEW!!!
Everytime we face. Like goingto take a lesson is a very small world of
my time, and I want to keep it at that. I have a right to select my
friend to being with.
As I left her not waiting for her I expect for her walk to her car
alone,, I saw bright lights shinning up along side of the remote street
thinking that she is a big girl now a mother of two girls. She as a
beautiful red car and there is a ballet school nearer to her house
where she does not know. I wouldn't suggest her go there for her and
her daughter. Where I am going to take a class there.
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| User: "Contrarian" |
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| Title: Re: bicycle for extra time |
13 Dec 2006 05:09:17 PM |
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eoygeo <eoygeo@aol.com> wrote:
A ballet is a small part of my world, where some madam takes a lesson
that her car parked bit far away asked me to walk with her after the
lesson because the street is bit dark,, that I gladly did more that few
times,, where there weren't enough lights on the remote street.. and
she expect for me to wait for her social converstion faithly for her
after the lesson.
I remember after one speech I heard standing around with
two other ppl while one guy there was checking out a girl.
We had started out having a normal conversation and it took
too long after that started.
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| User: "humble life" |
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| Title: Re: bicycle for extra time |
13 Dec 2006 05:14:31 AM |
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eoygeo wrote:
A ballet is a small part of my world, where some madam takes a lesson
that her car parked bit far away asked me to walk with her after the
lesson because the street is bit dark,, that I gladly did more that few
times,, where there weren't enough lights on the remote street.. and
she expect for me to wait for her social converstion faithly for her
after the lesson, and I didn't wait for her yesterday, I left
there hastly. I got my thing to do. She was so emotional that she
invades my time and space everytime, each time whatever I wear that
she comments on the wearing, what I am up to with my life, all the
pro and con about, emotional person does that, make others emotional
and get all the wasted information out of and later be judgemental
about. As long as she is being all emotional about it life is on her
side, that is later to be fool herself. I feel invaded and being used
as long as she is that emotional social madam. HI!!, HELLO!!! HOW ARE
YOU!!!! HOW IS YOUR DAY!!! every lesson. Next be WHAT IS NEW!!!
Everytime we face. Like goingto take a lesson is a very small world of
my time, and I want to keep it at that. I have a right to select my
friend to being with.
As I left her not waiting for her I expect for her walk to her car
alone,, I saw bright lights shinning up along side of the remote street
thinking that she is a big girl now a mother of two girls. She as a
beautiful red car and there is a ballet school nearer to her house
where she does not know. I wouldn't suggest her go there for her and
her daughter. Where I am going to take a class there.
I got knocked off, then broke the chain, so i gave up again, cost more
to repair than replace, but anyway, far too dissociated to ride on the
roads, like i'm being dosed with helium or something. mix that with
being on a bike and then cars around, behind, ahead. no.
anyhow
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