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 Elaina's book of unspoken words
« Thread Started on Dec 27, 2006, 11:03am »

A little less conversation...

Location: The Library
Date: 27 December
Time: 4:51pm Central European Time
Mood: Does it matter?
Listening to: The laugh of idiots.

I wonder why they think it's so fun to pick on me when they know that I am not going to say anything to them. Is it because I don't say anything. I'm not a mute... I just express myself in different ways. I have a little trouble with being able to form my thoughts into words sometimes. One day those girls are going to discover how bad karam can get sometimes.

What goes around comes around and I think what comes around is going to come so fast that it'll blind side them and bruise all of their pretty faces.

Maybe I shouldn't think like that. I sometimes wonder if I am too harsh with my thoughts. Since I don't say anything at all, maybe I shouldn't write anything if I can't write anything nice. Then again... I don't see why I need to be nice to people that aren't nice to me. The golden rule says I don't have to take it.

Apparently they want to be treated like that. I could just go up and tell them something about it... but I can't. If I talk to them I would just give them another chance to make fun of me. Can I really help it that I am afraid to talk to people?

Well... actually I probably can help it. I just don't want to. I'm smart... I think. I may not be the most beautiful girl on campus, but hey, I know things. I hear things because I'm too quiet for people to know I'm there. I'm invisible. Not seen. Unheard of. Sometimes it feels good... but sometimes I wish I could change it.

I tend to remind myself of that Elvis song A Little Less Conversation. one day I'll find someone that I want to talk to. But until that time... my silence remains as it should be. MY SILENCE.
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