Enough about me...

lets talk about you for a while...

what have you to say???

 

Nothing you'd like to hear.

 

I'm angry lately and spiteful.

 

P-A-R-T-why? cause I got to!

 

You would be suprised how much I want to hear your crap...

 

Why???

 

Mmm... no real good reason. Just pent up emotions.

 

I really need to know why?
Every sordid detail.

 

Theres this beautiful gorgeous room for rent (well, two of them), in a perfect house in the city...and Im hoping I get one of the rooms.

 

Again...not good enough my dear...details are required.

 

i hate my classmates

 

Well I am very annoyed cause I went to the library yesterday. And there was this woman, she was around 40. Your typical housewife , I guess. She wanted some books and she asked the librarian to help her and recommend her something. Ugh..This librarian..She asks the woman : Have you ever read Dan Brown ? And then the woman was all thrilled and whatnot.

She is a librarian, for God's sake. Shouldnt she know better ???? Dan Brown sucks.

I wanted to say something , but God knows I dont like to interfere...
Plus it would be rude.

 

*sigh*

I don't really know why, because it's not as if I'm actually angry. More like hurt. But I seem to be misdirecting my anger.

 

Wife killing banker...this makes more sense than this...

 

You are clearly speaking "whatnot" talk English, babe.

 

Ummm...Dont call me babe.

 

I've been having bad dreams lately too. Either they are really gorey dreams where people I care about are getting slaughtered, battered and broken, or I have this other great sense of loss in my dream. Either it's an important day - something to look forward to - and I'm running around in my dream trying to find someone or something that is missing and wake up or it's horror and gore.

I wake up feeling like I want to back to sleep and fix it. Like I wish I knew how to find what was missing. I don't know.

 

That also works good with P-U-S-S-Why? Because I want some..or something...meh, the end choice is yours...

I am content and fine....I woke up, my infected eye is less swollen and I can see out of it and it was storming so today is a great day... Well, every day is nice because I can choose how to live each day really...And I am just happy...

I actually decided to brush my hair for the first time in a long time because I have a meeting later today and decided to look more professional, it took me three hours, THREE HOURS to brush my hair out yesterday...My arms look hella-buff... RAWAR, I can take out a village now! My guns would make grown men cry in fear and bears run away...

 

No, I think I was clearly wrong.

 

I have to paint alot of the house by myself today, not excited.