20081014

The shitmobile is running again.

Now what.

Thinking of how everything would be just fine meant expecting everyone to think the same way you do. Apparently, it just doesn't work that way, which just sucks.

This day gave me a lot to think about on how to go on with my life in where I am now. A fuckin' hell-hole they all call college. Basically, the old'uns told us that once you get out of college, you can get through life in a breeze.

Well, hello then.

So, just like in any typical screenplay story, I have goals yet there are hindrances. And there's no better story than to have more hindrances and make them twisty and all cool. In real life, these hindrances make you feel uneasy, irritated, or worse, angered.

And most of the time, these hindrances are, what a surprise, your family members and your friends. Experiencing at least four evident hindrances are booming in my face. Uncertain of what to do, I release frustration in school or any other medium I could get my hands on. Sometimes, even tripping on another person. It's sick, but it's life.

Now that the shitmobile is running again, I have to stop it before it spreads the usual shit in the neighborhood. So hello sunshine, let's blow up that quickie.

20081005

Ain't no sunshine.

When she's gone.

And I'm still waitin'.

20081003

Why this!?

TELL ME WHY THIS.

Why.

Why.

Again, why.

20081002

Of Ill Fate and Shoulder Taps

Last Tuesday, I went to school to claim something. Somehow, I was clumsier than usual.

I was tapped on the shoulder three times due to my clumsiness by three different people. One told me my bag was opened. Another gave me back my camo cap. Finally, another gave me my change from the FX when I was already about to leave.

It was kind of weird how it all came up as such and they all tapped the right shoulder with one finger. How could they all do the same thing without trying to get stuff from me? Maybe it was because those things weren't that valuable. Though my bag contained everything that I needed to survive life, one man just told me my bag was opened. When I looked at it, my wallet was an easy steal.

Well, three taps on the shoulder should mean something. Or maybe it's just the over-analytic me?

Hell, I dunno. But I'm learning from the damn ass mistakes that's been happening recently.

Now, besides the clumsiness capella, what's up with the other stars?

Every little thing suddenly came anew with redundancy checks and errors. What was it with these constant constipations that keeps on happening when here comes updates from an old server?

I'm not getting what I'm writing. It's basically thinking something yet trying hard to put it in words not really used to express what I'm trying to express. You follow?

I don't.