what a difference a day makes

All day long I've felt damn stupid. With myself. I was fooled. I was so naive. I can't even begin to describe how lousy I feel now. How could I be so stupid? I actually thought things might be different. That I was wrong for the first time. That maybe due to my own prejudices I misjudged someone. That maybe I was to quick to judge.

In the end, I was played. I was naive and I got hurt. Insulted. Humiliated. Everyone tells me to let go. Just accept it and let go. Since I was not going to be seeing that person(s) anymore, it's going to be better. Just ignore it and move on. But it's not that easy. I felt betrayed.

I'm not trying to dramatise my plight or whatever. I really felt angry and sad at myself. How could I for a moment thought that things might sort of turn out ok? I should have trusted my instincts and they turned out to be right on so many levels. Next time, I'm not listening to stupid bullshit like "Actually, they're quite ok."

They're anything but ok. They're jackasses. Typical, pain in the ass bastards. That's who they are. Struting around thinking they're cool. Standing on their podium judging everyone. I don't mind people insulting me privately. Within friends or whatever. That's what everyone does anyway. But on Facebook? A SOCIAL NETWORKING SITE? Screw you, assholes. You don't get to do that to me. I hope I never see those people again. And to think he had the nerve to add me so I could see that he was publicly humiliating me. Screw you. Fun to hang with my ass.

Ok. I feel so much better. Ms Winnie was right. It's better to vent. You feel so much better. Thank you for that good piece of advice. Everyone tells me to just ignore idiots like said person and just move on. I tried, but I can't. I want to go up to his face and say "Screw you. You insensitive jackass. It's people like you who make this world a worse place for others. 2 face asshole." Maybe I should. When I see him next. Probably when I return my SGP shirts to SISTIC.

Ok... maybe not those exact words. I'll probably be less crude. Or maybe I won't even dare to at all. Yeah, I know. I'm a coward. I mostly blame it on my lack of self confidence and self esteem. And I blame my lack of self whatever on bastards like said person(s). As someone wise once said, "The world is filled with the wrong kinds of people."