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Written on: Saturday, June 13, 2009
Time: 12:44 AM Good Boy ideals vanishing like smoke! But I tell myself there's always Half-Good Boy left, so all is not lost. Now to get my head out of the clouds and back here, where I think a purposeful task awaits my completion. See that story, jump down, over there? I lied, its not complete. I wrote a paragraph after where I stopped in the post, and I realized how typical the whole thing sounds; I guess its best I leave you to decide with the rest of the story. I can't spill too much now, it'll just spoil everything. First first first I gotta gotta gotta say how good it feels to finally FINALLY hit the gym again again may i have a double double cheese cheese burger burger please please. Thank God I've not gotten superweak like what happened last time; some things need a lil catching up but I've actually improved in others! WHOA! WOW! MAK! And before you think I've lost it again, or am in a deep depression or something like that, let me just say once again (because I can never say it enough) that I'm one of the Six Classes of the Northern Wind, destined from birth to be Eternally Fine, bestowed with unnatural gifts and blessed with the burden only a divine few can suffer to know of. You will not understand that, you will never understand that! Try as you might, your superficial acceptance of my proclamations will bring you no further to even scraping the hard shell that conceals the truths of all truths, the very essence of myself. No one will ever figure me out; when you finally think you know what I am, you suddenly find yourself questioning why you thought I was that. And just when you decide that the fluctuations in the 'defining factors' were temporary, or something, I upset your entire system of belief. Ok no its not that severe, I'm just trying to paint a dramatic picture here. I escape classification, and I need none. If you know me, you know me. The very acceptance of any person's inability to know know me is in fact the 'synthesis' of a relationship. Only then can you say that you truly know me, that I am truly a well-formed, unquestioned entity in your book of friends. Gosh what the hell am I writing like, I don't usually sound like this. Could it be... no it couldn't... yet, I cannot help but won- No. The Ape never lurks at this hour. I think I'm a nice guy a lot of times, I don't say nasty things cos I don't wanna hurt peoples' feelings. I'm a pacifist, an ENFP, a Goddamn Teddy Bear, and yeah I value relationships too much to want to risk even the smallest of misunderstandings or unhappiness. But does that mean I really am nice? NAH! NOPE! NEVAHHH! I WEEL NEVAHH BE NAAIS! NUUUU! Eet is only zah veek zat vant to be nais, for naisness is zah vay of zah veek. Keirst to zah naizers! You wanna know what I hate? I'll tell you what I hate, even if you don't wanna know. You hate that now, don't you? Well guess what? ME TOO! BAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHHA. I hate fake smiles, fake laughter, awkward laughter. People who force laughs because they think that will diminish the awkwardness of the situation they cleverly created themselves. Or those who laugh to pretend they are listening, to act interested, only to feel like they belong somewhere. Don't give me that plastic smile and act like you care, I see right through you, all of you; you don't see that, but that doesn't mean you keep up your pretense. False courtesy will not get you far. Oh but wait! There are too many people around, who are either too lazy or WEAK to tell it to someone when he's behaving like a right ass. An attention seeker, a loudmouth, a bossy ass or a retarded extra. These little mice entertain the irritating fools, giving them reason to continue, and making it hard for the minority to stand up against the jerks. Its hard to say something like that to someone, without causing a lot of hurt and spoiling the mood, if everyone else pretends everything is fine. Nothing good will come of talking behind The Jerk's back, because- guess what- HE CAN'T HEAR YOU. At this point I would like to clarify that I use 'he' to refer to said 'person' only in general terms; he/she is, I think, extremely stupid. And redundant and environmentally baaad. You are not the centre of everyone's world, stop telling yourself we care. Ok maybe we do, but its to a certain extent. Don't expect everyone to follow your every whim, or do something because you think we should. You've got a life of your own, live it; don't make others do it for you. And stop making 'cute' faces or, hahaha, 'perasan hot'. We all know you're damn hot la, no need to scream it out. It gets irritating, by the way, and makes you less hot. Don't make friends with me because you think it'll get you places, or because of some ulterior motive. While I doubt anyone actually does this to me, I see it everywhere all the time everyday very day Veridain (name of my planet in Spore), and have been asked to behave likewise. It just sucks, stop it... If you wanna... sigh. Hahahahhaha that came out kinda funny; almost contradicted myself! I think. Nevermind I'll move on steady ah. Say something only if you mean it, white lies or the sort rarely do good to anything. You'll get yourself stuck in a sticker mess; jump in the goo now, then get out the best you can. Mammoth snot. If you say something to someone because you think he wants to hear it, you be the judge of your action. I guess some situations warrant such behaviour, but personally I don't like it. Tell it to my face baby, yeah bring it on! Then *smack* it'll come flying in but I'll be glad anyway cos I took a punch like a man. Of A Man, Men's Cologne by The Body Shop. If you wanna hit someone, hit him from the front; cowards attack from the back. I don't like finding out that someone's been badmouthing me, it just pisses me off. If I blow my top I might just lose it, compared to tellingittomyfacebabyyeahbringiton, where I'll probably cool off super fast because I'm a: let's hear it everyone, PACIFIST! It also implies that I am fully capable of changing a baby's diapers. Soon. In the future. Distant future. X. I'm taking a step back now! Whoa shite that's a lo' o' shite I rote thir, ain't it? Dammit? Nevermind, as much as I hate rants I love long lists, full-looking paragraphs and lots of text. Not to read, just cos it looks nice. I'll leave everything up zeah forEVAHHH!!! and EVAHHHH!!!!! and EVAHHHHH!!!!! (you still hear the echo of my voice yelling out to the world) (yep its still there) (wwwwawawawait just a litt- ok its silent once more) Don't you just wish you hadn't read this far hahahhahahahah. Ok now I think my food's digested and its dark enough for me to sleep, or something to that effect. Man it was harder that I thought to stay awake, but it came at your loss so I guess everything's fine and dandy. Hah ok I kid I owe you an apology, I'm sorry kiddo. |
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