Wednesday, January 24, 2007

Something is wrong. Could it be my age? The year or month perhaps? Or maybe the positioning of the stars up there are all messed up? What about those ghosts? Do they want more offering or something? Karma? I don't know alright, but whatever it may be, things have been going downhill from here and the world is upon my shoulder again.

If what you're thinking right now is 'oh crap, he's gonna complain again. Get a life.' well then just fuck off!

So much for my teenage angst, let's get to the story.

I'm having depression over an emotional issue. Hope you get what I mean. You don't? Tragic love and a lil' bit more to that. Got it? Lets leave it that way.

I don't get what my lecturer is trying to teach. Both theory and practical class equally blows 'cos the topics on DNS are bloody dry and I'll go brain dead. No way I'm doing case study 8.

Can't play Skin and Bones on my 5.1 'cos my CD drive stutters.

Dad bought a new digicam for my sis and gave 50 bucks to my bro for him to buy something. Nothing for me. I don't recall me being that pampered when I was their age.

Think that's about it. Seems a little but they're enough for me to lose my mind.

How do I kill depression?
Pray
Cry
Smoke
Stare into space
Talk to some trusted friends
Get lost in Simpsons or Family Guy cartoon
Listen to some crazy grunge music
And just fucking grunge!

How 'bout you? How do you kill depression? Do you cut your wrist with a razor then parade it all over the net to gain sympathy? You do? Oh well, whatever makes you happy.

Sweet and divine
Razor of mine
Sweet and divine
Razor blade shine

Fenderson out...