narcissistic pleasure

Saturday, September 09, 2006

Everytime it's the Phillips fair, my dad becoms like a little boy in a toy store. Somemore it's not a place where they sell the old stuff at low prices, it's where they sell the NEW stuff at low prices. This afternoon when I woke up and went down, I saw boxes and boxes of electronics stuff. It's as if everything there was free liddat. Add on to the fact my bro went with him...... TWO electronic geeks gone loose. *faints* ohwells. So now I have a new DVD recorder, some codless electronic broom-like thingy, and some other i-duno-wad stuff. Codless cleaning equipment..... cool.

I think I went abit too far last night. oops. Not that u will see this, still, sorry.

See, I'll never get rid of all the bad karma surrounding me.

I realize I tend to write shit poems when I'm super emotional. ahwells.

fuggit fuggit fuggit. WAD HAVE I DONE?!
iknewishldhafiknewitwouldaffectiknewitiknewitiknewit.
damnitishldhafknowntofollowmyinstinctstheywereright
hownow
itwasgettingbetternowitsnolongeranditsallmyfault
maybeudunnoeitbutireallytreasurethisfs
imnottryingtovtmyselfnorbgu
butiguessatthisptoftimenthisaystandsanymorehuhh
inoeifiwereuiwuntrustmenolonger
soicantblameuifudun
ijust........
ijustdunnowadishlddoanymore.

When you're down in the dumps,
And nothing seems to be going right
You look for ways to overcome the humps
To add to your life, a lil light.

When you've become someone you don't recognize,
Or worse, someone whom you'd despise,
You just want to scream at the world
And blame everyone for bringing you in a whirl.

When something which used to make you smile
Becomes something oh-so-vile
Something which attacks your heart so
Dull ache, throbbing pain, you're at a new low.

When even doing what you love to do
Or being where you love to be
No longer can engage or excite you
You know it's time to face the facts seriously.

When work and committments are pressing you hard,
And it's time to stop thinking What If; But
You need to concentrate on the task at hand
To prove to yourself that you can.

Now you turn to friends to find support
To seek what people say cannot be bought
You appreciate and treasure their kind words and thoughts
And thank your lucky stars for these friends you caught.

But sometimes when even those you want to trust
Changes, You can't help but think of the past
And you wonder, maybe it's so true
That troubles come in packages too.

So when you're down in the dumps,
And nothing seems to be going right
It's time you learn to grow to be numb
Cos sometimes it helps no more, to put up a fight.

she uttered nonsense at 3:19 PM