what makes it worse was the whole problem wouldn't have even reached the level it had if someone hadn't told her i wrote an entry about our fight and told her to read it. you see, i've asked mir not to read my diary because occasionally i like to work out things in my head here in my own -personal- online journal. and miriam usually respects that.

so if you've wondered why i've been reluctant to post in my diary recently it's because i haven't felt safe writing here. when i can't write out my anger without someone else running to tell the person i'm mad at to read it, then i don't feel i can write at all. but no bother i'm not gonna stop writing. the person who caused the problem is going to stop reading.

so it's down to this, if you live with me, please don't read my diary. i'm not mad at you or anything (because this paragraph really only applies to one person) i just would feel more open if you didn't read my diary.

and now my rat is trying to break out of her cage so i'm gonna clamp her down and smoke a smoke and go to sleep. got class early tomorrow.

*burps*

damn taiwanese food

before & after