25 August 2004, Wednesday
i
wrote this post at work because i A) was feeling sorry for myself.
B) should be outside drinking coffee. C) can't be stuffed
doing anymore work. I must be listening to one too many sad melancholy love
songs, or there's just too many sad melancholyc love songs that sounds good.
Sometimes they are disguised as upbeat, uplifting tunes, but listen closely
and it's all about the one same thing : life just sucks and god hates
me.So that's the mood i'm in right now. My life sucks and god hates
me. He hates me because i don't talk to him enough, that's because i
don't believe in the idea of him much anymore, and mostly because there was
a time i dabbled with the Darkness himself. That was a long time ago, when
i was an angry 17 year old and i have friends who cut themselves and come
to college with crosses drawn on their knees. Don't be mistaken, we were smart
college kids, we didn't take drugs or skip school (much) but we drank. Alot.
I should stop before i say too much. Anyway, back to me feeling crappy. Don't
you miss those days where you don't think about life other than the next couple
of hours? Who cares about planning a holiday? The weekend is going to be one
fabulous fucking holiday. We are the 48 hour party people. My point is, i
need to get some funk back. Somewhere in the last 8 weeks, i must have dropped
it so if any of you seen it, please mail it back to me.
