i really should change the title of this blog to "rantings of a teenage neurotic"...

i'm not a psychopath...
for starters, i dont have fantasies that go way overboard the realm of fantasy. i'm not like this girl my abpsych talked about in class...the schizo who though...*ahem* believed...that she was pregnant with Piolo Pascual's child...
i talk to myself sometimes but i don't argue with the "other me", so to speak...
i'm not psychotic...

although i think i'm neurotic...
someone who's neurotic knows there's a problem with themselves but can't do anything about it...
to all the neurotics out there...i feel you...

on a different yet related note...
imagine that you have a boyfriend...and you've been planning to go out on a date for 2 weeks now...
then a few days before the said date...
he cancels...because he has an outing with his friends...
now, it would have been totally understandable had these friends not been his neighbors...
the stupid part is that he claims that the two of you can go out on a date anytime...
on the other hand, he and his friends rarely go on outings like this...
but they're neighbors...
and you're his girlfriend...shouldn't there be at least some tinge of consideration???
oh, and the neurotic part comes in when you begin to think that his so-called friends are really bent on breaking you up because they don't like you and for their posse to be perfect, he has to be with someone they like...
in other words...NOT YOU.

this is all "hypothetical" by the way...

to anyone who might read this and gets offended...
im sorry...this is one of my depressive phases...
just comment...