Friday, February 23, 2007

Dear Diary


I feel weird. Like I don't have total control over my life. I've always tried to be in control, I guess. I've always struggled to make my life the way I believe it should be. In a way, I'm a control freak. A slacker, but nonetheless, a control freak.

I used to believe that there are just two sides to everything. Two extremes. Good and evil. Warm and cold. Black and white. That's how I've always seen things when I was younger. So, I tried my darndest to be good because I don't wanna be evil. I tried to apologize to God everytime I would make a mistake because I was afraid of not being good. I was afraid my life would get off-track and my world would fall apart. Until now, I'd still hate for things to fall apart. Oh, I know what that is like and I know how it feels when your world crumbles into tiny little pieces and you can do nothing about it. That's why I hate to be helpless. That, probably, is also one of the many reasons why I don't like to compromise with people when it comes to my life, my choices and my decisions. When it comes to ME, I want total control. I don't want to do a certain thing just because people expect me to or they think I have to. Thing is, I don't think I should do whatever I don't want to do or what I don't think is the right thing for me to do. And people should respect that. People should just stop imposing on other people and telling them what they should do and ho to live their lives. LIVE AND LET LIVE.

I get sick of explaining myself and my actions to people. Compromise seem to be the name of the game in these parts. Everyone wants a say in everything they're not even part of. It's sick. Whatever happened to privacy? I hate it when people tell me how to live. Why don't they just fix their own lives?