March 16th, 2005

Katherine Pierce.

"It *was* the pancake! I'm gonna kill that cow!"

Word on the street, I'm a spiteful bitch.

I'm not complaining about that part, because that's practically true in some aspects of my personality -- I can get really bitchy and mean-spirited at times, and I'm not even conscious of it. Of course, it's nothing horribly bad because everyone has gone through those days where being spiteful is acceptable. Mind you, it's never really acceptable to be horrible towards people ever and I do feel remorse afterwards, but I'm not sorry for being bitter. Bitterness does happen to people, and I find that sometimes I just have to let it all out. I've done it multiple times in the past -- more so on the bitchiness side rather than passive-aggressively bitter, however I'm resolving that into being more silent and productive about letting out my frustrations.

However just recently, I have learned that being bitter towards a moronic village idiot with a brain the size of a peanut doesn't fly when they try to act like the innocent one. Unfortunately, I couldn't contain myself from making certain straightforward comments.

I have come to the realization that I could've been less aggressive in choice of words and less lethargic in my enthusiasm, and more constructive in what I wanted to say to this certain broad -- I couldn't. However, during this specific meeting to resolve the problem between this girl and myself, (that I had arranged, by the way -- she wouldn't have done it because her head is too far up her own ass, shit would've been spilling out of her mouth), this girl wasn't understanding that this was supposed to be solving the problem. It seemed to have turned into a battle of "who was meaner" and it ended with her storming out of the room in a huff.

Now, out of the two of us, who was the childish one there?

I stayed with the authority figure who was moderating us both throughout this process. He had explained to me that I did very well in dealing with the problem and doing it rationally, however he did note my frustration near the end. I noted that too, and I wish I could rewind time like Tru Davies and redo that day -- but since I can't, what's done is done. The endless Silent Treatment is being used from now on, which is what I wanted in the first place.

Thus comes the Spiteful Bitch title I have recieved. And I wear that title proudly. Being opinionated and rather pessimistic can pay off at times, even when I don't really intend to be.
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