clips

Last friday, me and My had a minor argument. Acutally, she sorted yelled at me. For good reasons i must admit. But i've come to believe that i might a bit too materialistic. how is it that i can value a pair of stupid ol' clips so much that i'd have to actually open my mouth and ask for them back? i know by saying something, My will over-react. so why do i have to have the damned clips back? are material goods really that much more important than that of a great friendship? it's been bothering me all week. i've always known how anal i am about borrowing people's things and returning them because whatever you might borrow from them, no matter how insignificant it may seem to you, it might hold great value to them. but these were stupid little clips. god damn it. have i been so out of the world of humanity, so couped up in my own little world to forget the simple gestures of just not caring about little things? the more you are by yourself, the more you tend to want things your way. maybe i just haven't been hanging out with My enough to remember these things. i don't know.

i know i should be sleeping right now, but yeah, poor insomniac me. oh wellz. i guess i'll just have to pay tomorrow. i hope this doesn't turn into a habit, though.