Sabado, Pebrero 18, 2012

I officialy hate birthdays.

Yes, I am now ranting here like a biatch coz [Oh, for God's sake, quit the drum roll thing!] it is my birthday tomorrow.

It's not that I actually hate birthdays. Well, I think 'do not like' would be more appropriate. For me, it's just another damned day added up to my crappy life.

For the sake of this birthday celebration thing, I would evaluate myself. Hmm, let's see.

Err,
  • I still hate the people I hate before my last birthday. (Fine, I have this specific person in mind.)
  • I don't think I've learned much. I still get scolded each and every day by my parents.
  • Luck is still not on my side.
  • I still feel like life is too cruel sometimes.
  • I blame everything on the nature of life even though I know that everything happens for a reason, and that things happen as a consequence of my stupidity in the past.
  • I met lots of people although I'm not sure if I gained much friends. You know, friendship is supposed to be a two-way relationship. For it to call a friendship, he/she should be my friend and I should be his/her friend. You never can tell.
  • I am still stuck with people who are dimwits sends my nerves jumping with anger. They annoy me, really.
  • I don't think I've grown a single centimeter
  • My favorite color combination is black and red.
  • And my favorite number is 11.
  • I am confused why people need to have preferences/favorites.
  • I am a frustrated blogger, writer, everything.
  • People fill me with false hopes. (Okay, they become 'false' hopes because of me.)
  • I hate why everything needs to be my fault just to settle things.
  • My beliefs are wrong, I know.
  • I have no idea why I placed these in bullets.

Therefore, I believe that I haven't actually changed generally. Of course, I know this is because I won't see myself changing.
I'm sorry for writing all these craps. It's just that I hate these days so much and you, my rotten blog, are all that's left with me. Fcuk, I hate having to talk with something which doesn't respond and make me feel even worse.

Whew~ That felt good.

PS: Why do this thing need to exclaim

"Your blog post published successfully!"?



What the hell is so nice about that? >.< I hate every piece of what's happening right now.




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