and just for the record... why the hell do these idiots follow us around asking for 3 somes!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! and which one of is the freakiest... damnit.. im getting a cage and next time someone does that.. in they go... with bubba... a very large.. hairy... sweaty... homosexual male ... that lusts after overzealous little boys i mean oi! heh... last night these 2 guys approached us asking us.. oooooooooooooo i wonder.. who is the freaky deakiest of the 2 of yall... asking if we want to take them home with us... so i told him we needed another cage first heh.. fuckin pervs.. .
but really... a cage might be fun
ok so im really not one for using other peoples words and stuff.. but.. today i came across some lyrics that somehow rang true to a present situation.... and now that i think about it.. im not going to post it... because it would give insight to a part of my life i prefer to keep private from this journal....
last night while i was out with kataryne, we went to this chinese place to eat dinner... and when the fortune cookies came...we sat there a moment thinking about them... mine was something to the effect of if i really want something i should go after it.... though sometimes thats easier said then done... but then if it was easy i suppose it wouldn't really hold much interest.... its a tricky little system...
so maybe i will go for what im really wanting to do... but that whole inner struggle with pride is really irritating... what if .......... finds it repulsive....
suffice it to say... ..... finally touched on the one topic that wavers my confidence... maybe it was stupid to ever let him know what it was...
weeeeeeeeeee oi.. well.. im rather bored for the moment.. though i just finished updating the portfolio.. blah.. nothing to do .... aside wait for the dictation *giggles8
hmm... so its been a wierd day... the first part of it wasn't so bad.. now.. im just kinda sad about some stuff... wierd stuff even.. so pointless that it doesn't even warrant being indifferent to i guess ...i wish.... would give a little bit of effort towards.. .... i mean.. i realize its not easy but idiotic, pigheaded butt could try a wee bit more than just sitting there waiting around for me to do something or write a novel... not that he will notice something is different until a month or so is up.. and then bam.. hey.. whatever happened to that dweeby little boob i used to talk to eh?... and there it goes the cycle repeats... yet again.. and icky
i think...its time to lock everyone in a room with some wiffle bats and have at it.... would really kill some stress.. and work everything out.... damnit
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