that lump in the throat

why is it that people perceive me as someone convenient?

it all started on my transit here in the office. my sister, who still comfortably snuggles under my umbrella, went straight to my nerves for the nth time. in revenge, i plotted on the nicest way i could break to her that her ate would not be able spoil her with my sisterly relief. must muster enough courage to be mean to her, at least this time.

second, the Freak and I had another of those bouts of whys and hows that escalated into another heated argument. yadda yadda, it doesn't stop. nothing's really going to change. i don't want it when people play innocent, moreso ignorant with me, especially if i know better. you can't force people to be stupid, you know. why am i his convenient enemy?

third, fave workmate has been requesting a lot of things lately and i'm not quite sure if it's his way to get even with my demands, or he's just his usual clingy self. i saw him today with his crush at the pantry when i washed the cup that i borrowed. he must've thought i got jealous. i might have but the emotion didn't penetrate me quite well. why am i his convenient playmate?

on another note, he offered an unsolicited advice on how i shouldn't live my life after he saw me lurking at my bestfriend's blog. i was quite a bit puzzled as to how and why he delivered it. i reckon he's getting too comfortable, and i think it's more than necessary.