Here goes another babble from me. LOL. I babble a lot, don’t I?
You know, lately, I’ve seen a lot of people crediting Eminem with the sampling of “Thank You”. Do people not know that Eminem sampled that song from Dido? She sang it long before his album was even a thought in his mind. “Stan” is probably the ONLY song off of TMML that I like. Of course, the last time I heard it, I cut myself. That was the night of the Grammy’s. That was the night that I was surprised by Eminem. He actually performed with Elton John. I hope he was just joking when he said that he didn’t know that EJ is gay. I thought almost everyone knew that.
I’ve looked through some of the diaries that have bashed me for my opinion on Eminem. They all seem to have a little thing on their diaries that said, “Please don’t bash me for my opinions.” What makes them so much better than me? They have the right to have their opinions respected, but not me. Why? Oh, it’s probably because I disagree. Why do I somehow get bashed every time I decide to share my opinions with the world? Is there something wrong with me trying to say what I believe. There shouldn’t be. I thought we were all entitled to free speech yet mine is strictly limited.
I really hope that I get over this sinus infection soon. I hate that I have to be sick all the time. My life seems to be ruled by sickness. Every day of my life, I happen to be either sick or in pain and quite frankly, I am sick of it. How many people have to go through so much crap?
I feel like I’m whining and no one cares. I know that at least one person must care, but that doesn’t change how I feel. Of course, I have the right to whine. This is my diary and no one can take away my right to whine. They can whine in their diary and I can whine in mine. I don’t have to do everything to be liked by everyone. I’ve done that all my life and I’m sick of it. It’s time for me to do what I want to do and like what I want to like. I can’t be everyone’s favorite person all the time and I’m not even going to try to. I’m going to try to make me happy. I’m gonna be who I am. That is all that matters.