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Because Cute, Smart, and Funny don't mean a thing
The above was supposed to be the real title, but trust me the blogskin screwed up on meLiving life to the fullest And I won't say anything at all. To all the lovely bitches like you Get your boots on |
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Close enough to touch - Monday, November 29, 2010 @ 10:55 PM
Whee, imma gonna go off to youth camp in er a couple of hours. So yeah, no Ian for the next four days or so. Couple of hours being 10, 12 ,14 not 1 2 3 geddit? =/ Damn I seem to be going away a lot. Its okay, I know you all miss me. RIght. Now I shall proceed to strum a guitar for the next few hours alone in someone else's room. Dont ask what I'm doing there, orou whose room it is for that matter. When I return I resolve to run at least 5km a day until the end of the holidays. And you will all fear me. I am now committed, nothing can stop me now. Ack. Trepidation is starting to set in, if i have actually used that word correctly. I sure hope so. Its amazing how pitiful you can look and act yet people can choose to ignore you nevertheless. Like how i spent nearly all the nights in london sleeping on the floor and both of them didnt really seem to mind. Like how people can just leave me alone in the room to type a semi-emo blogpost. Like how.. Forget it, life is only as full of unhappiness as you want it to be. Stop self indulging. For the record the trepidation is not in anyway related to what I have typed above. And you cannot say you have actually known what true happiness is until you have listened to Your Love Is My Drug. I digress. |
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Close enough to touch - Monday, November 29, 2010 @ 10:55 PM
Whee, imma gonna go off to youth camp in er a couple of hours. So yeah, no Ian for the next four days or so. Couple of hours being 10, 12 ,14 not 1 2 3 geddit? =/ Damn I seem to be going away a lot. Its okay, I know you all miss me. RIght. Now I shall proceed to strum a guitar for the next few hours alone in someone else's room. Dont ask what I'm doing there, orou whose room it is for that matter. When I return I resolve to run at least 5km a day until the end of the holidays. And you will all fear me. I am now committed, nothing can stop me now. Ack. Trepidation is starting to set in, if i have actually used that word correctly. I sure hope so. Its amazing how pitiful you can look and act yet people can choose to ignore you nevertheless. Like how i spent nearly all the nights in london sleeping on the floor and both of them didnt really seem to mind. Like how people can just leave me alone in the room to type a semi-emo blogpost. Like how.. Forget it, life is only as full of unhappiness as you want it to be. Stop self indulging. For the record the trepidation is not in anyway related to what I have typed above. And you cannot say you have actually known what true happiness is until you have listened to Your Love Is My Drug. I digress. |
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Just another starstruck (see above for evidence*) wanderer trying to find his way in this horribly confusing and sometimes messed up world. This space as you might have realised is for my own venting. It's where I talk, to myself. To the universe. It's where I don't lie. Much. Chances are you won't get more truth out of me than these few billion pages of angst. My life isn't that bad. Sometimes. The good parts just usually end up being the blank dates in between the posts you see. So yes, just to practice my math and to cheer myself up a little, the number of posts is inversely proportional to my mental wellbeing. Yes that counts as math with me. And despite the wry smile on my face and the grin I can imagine on yours, I'm still rather sombre. I promise you I'm sunny somedays. Stick around. You never know what you may learn. *hint may or may not be in big black font at the top of the page.
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