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Okay. So I knew I had virtually no chance of getting to see Rent. But my dad promised he'd take me to try and get tickets, and he didn't. And that pisses me off. There was no way, really, that I could get tickets. But I couldn't even try.
The biggest reason for my wanting to see it, I've realized, is that a bunch of my friends were going. Which I happened to figure out on Friday. Before that, I just thought it was 2 of them. Which kinda miffed me in itself, seeing as how they decided to go together and didn't bother to ask me, when I was the one who got one of them into Rent in the first place. Then I realized it was more than that. As in at least 4. And now I'm really angry. One of my best friends organized this and bought the tickets (obviously having everyone pay her back) and didn't ask me. I put up with crap like this from her all the time. Like standing me up when we do things, and just being blatantly rude.
It's crazy, because I'm obsessively loyal to my best friends. To the point of it being a major flaw. And somehow I'm friends with this. This person whom half the time I'm running around after doing whatever she wants me to do (like coming with her to the French club meeting when I needed to make up a test, effectively screwing myself over).
So I spent this entire weekend crying. Very nearly literally. That and sleeping. I feel so unbelievably bad. Not because of this, but because I am very near the bottom of a low cycle. And this triggered it to get really worse.
Oh, and flamers suck. Honestly. Usually I'd just laugh, but in the mood I'm in right now, I'm trying not to cry. Because I know they're right. I do suck at writing. My stuff is unbearably out of character and not funny.
But truly, if you're going to tell somebody their fanfic sucks, be brave and put your name on it. That really disgusts me.
And not only did they review one story, they reviewed several of mine. Not even in the same fandom. So they must have tried to find my stuff and done this on purpose. They made an effort to be mean. And that really drops my viewpoint of the entire human race down another notch.
So I'm going to go back to bed and cry. And the saddest thing is that I'm not kidding. I get so excited when I see that I've gotten reviews. And to find this. On top of how much my weekend has already sucked. I can barely read what I'm typing because my eyes are so welled up. God, this sucks.
( The text of this asshole's stupid flames. Because, though they may be correct, it's common courtesy to find things constructive to say. And, though I read badfic all the time, I never post anything this obnoxious. I usually never post anything at all, unless I have specific comments to make. )
The biggest reason for my wanting to see it, I've realized, is that a bunch of my friends were going. Which I happened to figure out on Friday. Before that, I just thought it was 2 of them. Which kinda miffed me in itself, seeing as how they decided to go together and didn't bother to ask me, when I was the one who got one of them into Rent in the first place. Then I realized it was more than that. As in at least 4. And now I'm really angry. One of my best friends organized this and bought the tickets (obviously having everyone pay her back) and didn't ask me. I put up with crap like this from her all the time. Like standing me up when we do things, and just being blatantly rude.
It's crazy, because I'm obsessively loyal to my best friends. To the point of it being a major flaw. And somehow I'm friends with this. This person whom half the time I'm running around after doing whatever she wants me to do (like coming with her to the French club meeting when I needed to make up a test, effectively screwing myself over).
So I spent this entire weekend crying. Very nearly literally. That and sleeping. I feel so unbelievably bad. Not because of this, but because I am very near the bottom of a low cycle. And this triggered it to get really worse.
Oh, and flamers suck. Honestly. Usually I'd just laugh, but in the mood I'm in right now, I'm trying not to cry. Because I know they're right. I do suck at writing. My stuff is unbearably out of character and not funny.
But truly, if you're going to tell somebody their fanfic sucks, be brave and put your name on it. That really disgusts me.
And not only did they review one story, they reviewed several of mine. Not even in the same fandom. So they must have tried to find my stuff and done this on purpose. They made an effort to be mean. And that really drops my viewpoint of the entire human race down another notch.
So I'm going to go back to bed and cry. And the saddest thing is that I'm not kidding. I get so excited when I see that I've gotten reviews. And to find this. On top of how much my weekend has already sucked. I can barely read what I'm typing because my eyes are so welled up. God, this sucks.
( The text of this asshole's stupid flames. Because, though they may be correct, it's common courtesy to find things constructive to say. And, though I read badfic all the time, I never post anything this obnoxious. I usually never post anything at all, unless I have specific comments to make. )
