i hate you... =)

Okay, so let's scratch that last post. I didn't exactly mean all of it; some of it were really CRAP, especially that last part where I said I HATE YOU. I mean, I hate you all right, but I don't really hate you hate you, "you know?" :D
In fact, having been graced by your presence today, I realized that you weren't so bad, you were just a bit cocky on our first "personal encounter."
For someone who has managed to irk me to the core, you really have your way with retaliating.

So you weren't so nice and submissive; in fact, you were even more annoying and more sarcastic and more overbearing than ever. Grr!
But still, as I was saying, you got your way with it.

So we weren't BFF's and we rarely agreed on anything.
But still, at the end of the day, we had agreed to one bit of detail: that we were both GREAT at what we were doing. Hahahaha. xD

We didn't exactly jive, so to speak. We were even throwing nasty remarks every now and then as if to say our mere collaboration has become such a nuisance that we couldn't wait for this stupid project to be over so we could get on with our lives as if this "togetherness" had never happened.
You went on and on annoying me with such lame questions as if to challenge my apprehension on the subject matter. And I replied ever-so-matter-of-factly just so I could annoy you that much that you had to stop. Hah!
But then again, after every argument comes the sincerest desire to know something other than the subject matter. Something as lame perhaps as details on our personal lives.
But still, WE ARE NOT FRIENDS, okay?

So. I could not help but notice those flabby fats ever-so-evident on that integument of yours, plus that nauseating smoke-ish breath as usual. And you couldn't help but be annoyed by that irksome smile on my face that seems to come off reflexively each time you utter some seriously impressive fact that I had failed to remember.

And so we talked and talked until both of us understood the why's and wherefore's of our strange manners and mannerisms. And miraculously, we shared one peaceful moment. For a friggin while, that is.

Yet now I have one bit of confession to make.
When we were blurting out the worst forms of verbal abuse against each other, I seriously felt HAPPY!
Maybe we're both just schizos.
Or maybe because I felt that YOU & I could actually be really good friends, so long as we engage in these arguments for the rest of our lives.
Half the time I was impressed that you took the time to read on the topic. That was really very unusual of you. (Makes me want to think that you made me want to think that you were smart or something. Hah, nice try, doofus! ;p)

And now I can't believe I'm about to say this, but I actually think you're cool. In a PRICKLY, LOATHSOME, and EVIL sort of way. BLEH! ;p

I hate you.And yet... =)