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Saturday, March 05, 2005

blardie shit.

i dont like it at all. DONT LIKE! being stuck in the middle. i often wonder, why is it that two mature persons cant handle their problems on their own, in a civilised, orderly manner.

NOOO! they have to snowball it into the major, grande event involving so many parties. like a BIG PARTY LIKE THAT.
















bah.
the last thing they want to do now is to talk about it to me. i am afraid that my tolerance level is as existent as heat in the siberian iceland.

ignorance is bliss. but curiosity killed the cat. to err is human.

let me explain. i am inquisitive. i admit. so i ask around about stuff, and this is a mistake. because now, i realised that not knowing about some stuff is WAY BETTER! it seems that ppl tend to go on an overdrive when ask them sumtings. like, they can rattle on and on and in the end, i actually can get details of their last meal or they can be on the other extreme and just let their head bob up and down in a nod or from side to side like a pendulum in an oscillatory motion.

BAH!



u noe why i am so angsty? WHY? it comes once a month. and i dont like it. its because of this that later on, we are going to suffer when we get the big M. menopause. i want to marry a gay! a man in touch with his feminine side who is sensitive enough to understand me but thick skinned enough to get hurt at my rantings during times.

yes, i do realise i'll actually have to marry my pet rock if i really want that, but... one can dream, no?

so all u ppl who fit the above description, pls leave ur number on my tag board.

waaahahahaha....

i realise that i change from angsty to hysterical is a matter of seconds. but i have a license for that, okay? its called oestrogen... WAHAHAHA....

its kinda disconcerting when i look at my tag-board everyday that i go online and see the same comments there, unmoving. its kinda funny when ppl claim they read my blog or suddenly bring up sumthing i typed in here in the middle of a conversation because i dont see any action here. its kinda like the online groups i am in. the o5s08 yahoo groups and the msn groups for cultural mapping and art club is pretty dead. no one goes there and well, when messages appear, they are usually of the boring kind.

come on ppl!!! do sumthing about it!!! i did do sumthing ah, but like fat ppl resisting motion due to a high inertia, ppl are resistant to change. its the way of the world!


aiyah... sleepy liao, had basketball and soccer training and lunch was expensive... my heart is still bleeding over the money i spent. booohooo! exhausted.

the sheeps beckon......

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