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[kyrasantae]

[On the second close encounter of the Antonuk kind in two days] Oh no, not again! (In this case I immediately hid myself in the nearest clasroom. It's hard not to feel paranoid over someone who scares you / you are afraid of.)

I don't know why I've been so irritable lately. Every little rejection or negative comment in my direction sets me off. Maybe it's my nitpicking or people as an extension of the quest for the reperpetration of truth and correctness. Maybe I'm too tired of trying to help but not ony unrecognized, but negatively dismissed for it. Maybe I'm tired also of people wasting my time by repeating the same criticisms over and over while it's the other singers who need to hear it because I've been doing it right. I guess mostly this 'drifting' feeling I've had. Drifting around to find a place to fit in, where people express their appreciation for others' advice and corrections.

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Re: Here it is *at last*

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Actually, you should have been able to see my email address in my profile, that's funny. It's the address I have for my MSN account and stuff. What the hey, don't feel worried about it; hardly anyone reads my journal anyway, let alone off-topic comments on one of my posts :P