Wednesday, 14 September 2011

Still nothing to talk about.

Somehow I'm still in a bad mood. I had a brilliant day. It wasn't brilliant like I won the lotto or that sort of thing. It was just nice. And somehow I'm still in a bad mood. I would listen to Panic! but then I'd just feel weird and stop listening.

I feel weird. Decidedly unhappy and slightly content at the same time. I want to dye my hair but I'm to lazy. I wish I could change my appearance overnight. Just go to sleep with a picture and wake up looking like the picture. Of course this could be problematic if someone replaced the picture with a dinosaur or something. Or a stick man. That would be terrifying. If I was a stick man. Yet another league hotfix. This patch has had three so far, or two. Just not four. I know it's sad that I never gave a dam about the weather and it never gave a dam about me. That's not true. I give a dam about the weather. Just a very small dam. It's like Hover dam. Only if the place where it is is as wide as my finger. Then the Hover dam would be about as big as my finger. One of my fingers looks different from it's counterpart. I did dislocate that finger so it makes a little sense. But some appendages go back to not being weird when they have healed from their dislocation. I painted myself red today. Then ran around the school with my shirt off when I tried to get it off last period. That ended up with me bending over backwards to get the vertical water... water thing. You drink out of it. Anyway I bent over it backwards so I could FOUNTAIN, that's it, it's a fountain, a water fountain, anyway I needed water on my back so I bent over this thing backwards and then when I stood up it went down my pants. That was definitely  not a fun time. Although I must admit I did enjoy running around with no shirt on. For some reason it makes me feel better. Although I'm not sure about what other people think of it.

I have been assaulted by a memory and now I cannot be rid of it. It's in my ex's bedroom and we're just talking. I never seem to get a reasonable conversation in with her these days. Sometimes she's in a bad mood, sometimes I am. And sometimes I run my mouth off and then she get's in a bad mood. And sometimes monkeys come and kidnap my thoughts and I just sit there like an idiot. Idiot. I wonder where the word came from. Should I buy Xin Zhao or Le Blanc? Melee fighter or burst mage? I'm stuck and I can't be bothered. Inspiration strike me dead! Well maybe not dead, just mildly injure me. If I was dead the inspiration wouldn't help me. And inspiration doesn't really help. It's sticking with something. After you've been inspired. Maybe it's a combination of the two. Things have changed for me, And that's okay, I feel the same, I'm on my way. But I don't feel the same. I wanna know what everyone knows. But that's slightly close to nothing. Actually everyone knows love. Parental love, sibling love, partner love. That sort of thing. It's a silly song, you can sing along. Cause I'll be there when your ever scared. But will I? I'm not always easily contacted sometimes. I don't check my phone every seven seconds. I don't wanna leave you. I never did. But life's a bit like that.

I just read what I wrote and now I'm tempted to delete it all. But that won't help. I think this is one of my weirder posts. Simply because I wasn't entirely cognitive when i wrote it.

In the name of the Emperor, Finish this!

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