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strangers keep away
Thursday, January 17, 2008
I'm feeling bitter. Actually I had already started on this post before my brother switched the computer off with his big toe because he said he wanted to use it and I said wait and he decided not to. I was considering punching him but then again I'd probably have shattered a few bones (not mine) and well I decided to forget it.

I know I'm probably going to regret this but in the heat of the moment, I would like to believe that I have currently zero friends whom I can talk to. I mean seriously talk to about problems. Well I used to talk to Longkuan sometimes before he went in and occasionally Linus. My neighbours? Bryan is basically a walking talking entertainment machine and I'd have better luck persuading the RG principal to allow her school to form the ultimate Raffles triumvirate. Marvin? Maybe when he's in the mood. Marcus? Yeah he listens. For about five minutes before he zones off somewhere else but then again he's young.

Anyway now I'm basically bitter. Not emo mind you. No not angsty either. Simply bitter. See if I were emo I'd be locking myself up in the room spilling tears over my sad life. And if I were angsty I'd be screaming something like 'me against the world' which obviously would be a very stupid thing to do considering the fact that I wouldn't even stand a chance against my rufled neighbours when they call the police for 'disruption of serenity'. Ok I made that charge up.

Anyway basically I'm sick and tired of being treated as a clown. Well see I used to have this annoying habit of messaging random people whenever I was bored. Like to say 'Hey look I saw a hot chick on the train' or 'Hey I'm bored now'. Because come to think of it, how the fuck does it concern them. I highly believe that the immense lack of excitement present in my life at the point where I was texting them would haev thorougly depressed them and enabled them to empathise with me. See now I believe SMS is the root of my sorrows.

SMS, lest we forget, stands for short messaging service. Ok I'm not too sure about that but it probably does. And this means that it should be used to set appointments and stuff like that, not to randomly chat with people.

I've always held the belief that what matters is the ability to hold a decent conversation with somebody in REAL life, not via button-pressing. So screw that shit.

Anyway I know I'm probably going to regret saying what I'm going to say so I think I'd better apologize first.

Fuck off and go find someone else to entertain you.

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