I don't like it when I am not given a choice. Absolutely despise it. Hate it even more when the decision made for me affects whatever original plan I had. What's worse is the person who made the choice desperately needs things to be that way and she is being extraordinary nice to me after I 'agreed' to help. However, in her efforts to make it up to me, it only makes me look nothing less than a selfish spoilt brat.
You must be thinking at this point of time that I am actually the selfish spoilt brat I was referring to, but what if the whole situation I just described has happened one too many times?
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