Saturday, January 26, 2008
"Putrid purpose"

It is so fucking sickening, every time someone looks for me, it's always because they want something FROM me. Demands demands demands, nobody looks for me, only for something i HAVE. Well F@#$ YOU ALL I SAY! WANT SOMETHING? GO GET ANOTHER SUPPLIER. I'M SICK AND TIRED OF "EH I WANT THOSE BOOKLETS", "EH I WANT (fill in blank)". What am I? Popular bookstore? ../.. What happened to, "eh wassup? whatchya doing now?", "how've you been lately?" CB F'ERS...trust you all to go straight to the point. "I want this, I want that."
and when i DON'T DO it, whine, complain, abuse the fact that i give in easily. Abuse the fact that I consciously am trying to be nice. Well very soon I want to drive my fist through something. Until then..

Today tio pangsehed by the NS people and Bobby >.> So I heard to shop alone..which wasn't really enjoyable because it was crowded and my blue card was almost empty. It was alright at first, then as the crowd starting building up, I got angry. Angry with the fact that I was alone. Nonono I wasn't angry at anyone, seriously no, we all have our own stuff to do anyways. But I was angry at the fact that I wound up like that. And it wasn't the first time it happened. What's wrong I wonder? I see people, ugly people, short people, fat people, thin people, poorly dressed people. And they all have other people with them. So why am I wandering Raffles Place alone? In fact, I got so sick of it I went to buy booze and stare into blank space in Raffles Hotel. Long Island Tea's nice when you drink it in small quantities...Why why why? What is this missing piece of the puzzle that has plagued me for so many years?
I wanted all the people in city hall to just disappear. the more I thought about it, the more and more ugly those people became. I wanted all the ugly people out there to disappear, to leave the whole place empty. Go somewhere else like in a box or something..