Well yes, its been long than a month since I really posted. I've been a little caught up in my own little mental struggle. You know, the usual mental changes as you grow up. Probably my old young self trying to fight the more serious and mature side of me. I'm not sure myself, its an endless vortex of different emotions. Oh c'mon, everyone will get that sooner or later. Everyone will be emo at least once in their lifetimes. Its nothing to shy away from.
Of course, I'm aware how annoying some overbearing emotional people can be. And yes, it can get quite annoying. So for you emo people out there, do try to whine to the correct people. Whining to some happy go lucky guy might just get you branded as annoying, while expressing yourself to another of your "kind" might make you his or her next best friend. Ah, aren't people just wierd? I guess thats how people really are, attempting to shun off those who are too different, and rally people who are similar behind them, or rally people who have similarities.
Of course, whatever happened to the belief; Opposites attract?
Then again, not everyone shares the same beliefs, I guess. Either way, even a slight friendship can be bonded with anyone, unless they're a total asshole, in which I think you're more than free to walk up to him and confiscate his balls in the most horrid manner. Of course, if you need ideas on how to do so, you can always come to me. I might be able to suggest more painful methods to prolong his suffering.
Uh wait, now where was I...
But there are just some people who don't "Click" with you, I guess. For me, I can't mix with those of my own race sometimes. I wonder why. I mix alot better with the chinese ones. Or is it the other way around, and they just don't mix well with me?
Ah well, it doesn't matter much. At least I've got some friends of my own that I can really trust eh? Its better than having a few good-for-nothing pseudo friends that leech off your charisma, then leave you behind when you push them high enough up the ladder for them to go on their own. Selfish bastards.
At any rate, thats how it is. Its funny how some online internet game has lot more drama than real life. Thats when you start to notice that you don't have any life at all. Its pretty sad, really. But I'd rather have something on the internet that cheers me up, or stirs my spirit, than rot in reality on my own, don't you agree?
I don't think I'm the only one who agrees on this though. <3
Still, thats because school's out. Sure, I appreciate the break, but to the point my brain doesn't work anymore? Gee, thats going to suck. My typing speed increased alot for now. In return, my handwriting has worsened by a whole lot. Not that its not bad enough anyway. I wished I could type for every single assignment I do. I mean, I type almost 10 times faster than writing. Worst still, my handwriting sucks. As my mom says, it looks worse than the footprints of a chicken randomly scratching the earth looking for food.
Ah well, what can I say. My mom has wierd malay idioms. Of course, she has one favourite one she loves to use.
I'm a forgetful person at times, and I really, really suck at keeping track of where I keep things around the house. When I do however, she never fails to say this line;
"Goddamn it. If your balls weren't attached, I wonder where'd you put them!"
I love mom. She's so harsh, that when I come to school, the only swears that affect me, are the ones that directly swear at my mom. Thats when I attempt to rearrange some of his natural features. So far, no one has done it yet, unfortunately. I'd so love to see how I could do it on my own. Especially with my bare hands. Oh yes.
Well, that ends my random post for today, my thoughts just flowing as I write this. I might not post for another long time, but we'll see how things go. I poured everything into my previous posts already, goddamn it.
*shakes fist*
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