For all my philosophy, all my rationality, all my practicality, i can't help but wish people would just go away. I just get really tired of it all. I give so much. Someone needs help, i'm there. Someone needs some random commodity (quarters for laundry, notecards, laundry detergent, etc.), i've usually got it, and i give it to them. And doggone it, sometimes i get really bloody sick of it.

I don't ask them for anything. Extremely rare, if it occurs at all, is the case where i'll ask someone else for a favor or to loan/give me something. Why? Because i'm prepared, dangit. I look out for myself! I think of these things, and i'm ready. After awhile, it ceases to seem just that i'm always there with stuff everyone else needs but am rarely thought of by others. I get really tired of being the one that people come to with every problem but those that require a friend.

Speaking of friends, though, i don't really mind when a friend comes to me for help; i just get sick of being the one who everyone comes to when they need a favor. If anyone's reading this, they would be well-advised not to leave me a comment along the lines of, "That's exactly what happened to Jesus," or, "You're being unfair:" don't insult my intelligence; i know all of that. That doesn't change the fact that i'm human and get sick of crap like this. It's just a mood i have to get through, but one i felt like venting about because it happens rather often.

End babbling.

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