I decided to do that tag thing after all. Turns out, blogging twice = Better than once XP
Well then, let's get this over with..
Tagged.
1. Write the title of your memoirs using 6 words.
2. Post it on your blog.
3. Link to the person that you tagged.
4. Tag 5 more blogs.
Title :Friends, Love? [no love ], Games, MUSIC,Losing too many things,Reality.
Friends - If I wasn't such an oblivious twat, I'd actually believe that this would be second in line, games being ahead because they've modified my life the most. But I'm wrong. I've got a football team of friggin [insert a word other than wonderful, tremendous and marvelous in order not to sound as if you're straight outta Peter Pan] friends. They might be assholes sometimes, but if I didn't like them because of that and a bunch of other things, I'd say I would still be that same uptight, over-sensitive girl without blatant disregard for anything but herself So yeah, I kinda owe my life to those people.
Love [No love] - Hah..If I didn't know that I love you too much, you won't even be in this list. Love eh? I'm clinging onto it although it's just gonna keep on strangling me until I let go. It's just as if something twisting it's hardened grip on me, refusing to let go [it's mutual isn't it?], breaking your heart or whatever else that makes you stable. I hate you, but it's the same amount of how much I love you. Getting over you is hard futile. I really don't feel like caring, although I want to. But I'd rather save myself from this. Love is a painful thing to succumb to. I'm pathetic, I know, but that's your fault. You're an idiot, love, And I'm incapable of letting go.
Love in simple words, is subtle, and elusive, and all the more depressing to a sick mind [say, mine].
Stupid things happen. And they're far from over, especially if you're still in it.
Games - I'm glad I'm an avid gamer. Games changed my life, and I wish I could give every damn game developer there ever was a V12 Vanquish, but then again they might already have one since they make such awesome games to gratify the needs of pathetic people who find indulgence in such inanimate [oh irony] things. People like me. But then, everybody has their 'thing' right? Like erm, Jill and her.....I dunno..guys and camps? And then there's Jo and her Kpop. And other people. Sorry that only these two people hit my mind when someone says fandom. Perhaps it's because they're the ones who're always blogging about it, besides me..Or do I? Point is,hands down, games make up for what's missing in my life.
Music - Why wouldn't anyone write about this? It's satisfaction of the highest level. It's like a whole package, games AND music. I love music, that's true. And puh-lease, has it ever occurred to certain stupid, ignorant, dimwitted people that other people - such as myself - like listening to enshrouded bands because their music is awesome and not because I think I'm being cool listening to obscure bands. People are different, you assholes. Some might like Lupe Fiasco, and others might like OK Go. It's balanced, and that's important. I don't listen to all those stupid radio wave crap, the ones with a stupid guy rapping [or should I say, screaming like a dog on crack ] about barely comprehensible shiet in his life. Or in Shannon's words, how many people they've killed. Assholes, why don't you try and be open-minded for once.
Loosing too many things - Now don't go around thinking that the only things I've lost are people. I've lost my dogs...and pens. And I hate loosing things. Be it excruciatingly small or tremendously huge, I hate loosing things. THINGS, people, whatever. I don't wanna think about people I've lost, it's only gonna fill my mind with thoughts of not being able to see them again. And I can't bear that thought, ya know.
Reality - I wish everything would go about everyone's way and not be what it really is. Does that make sense? Yeah it does. Why do we always have to open our eyes and look at the reality of things? Can't we just overlook it and go about our own ways. See, that's why people live lies, because it's better than dealing with the sad fact of reality. We have our own world where we can tell ourselves lies to make up for things that hurt us. Like for example, if a mum lost her kid, some might just condone it and move on whereas some, they're still stuck on the concept that their kids are still with them. You can't blame them if they believe a lie just because it's less painful than the truth, ya know. I admire anyone who can possibly get through stuff in life, or maybe, they're just lucky. And I'm probably a pessimist who just sits around moping everytime something goes inevitably wrong. I'm amazed at people who're absolutely inexorable - they won't let anything get through them - I'm a pushover, so naturally, I wish I was like them.
DONE.
I'm not gonna tag anyone. It's exhausting to find people who'd actually wanna do this anyway. You wanna do it, go ahead.
Ughhh, my head aches like crap now. I'm off. And ELLIOT IS COMING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Pffffffft, get here earlier la. Come at 1 am for what?
I burnt my hair btw. Stupid bro and sis of mine. I hate my siblings sometimes, but I have to say, they're better than my parents.
Had it up to the gills,
Makes you cry while the milk still spills.
Ain't it just a bitch? What a pain, well it's all a crying shame.
What left to do but complain?
Better find someone to blame.
I've got a hunch it's not over yet.
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