We're at this stage in life where we reminisce too much of our near past, worry too much about our near future, are
too clueless about everything that can, will, may happen to us, think we know alot, think we don't know anything,
am confident about the wrong things, take pride in wasting time away, want too much but want to do too little.
Ohwell.
Friday, March 28, 2008
Read between lines Goons
NO THE PREVIOUS POST WASN'T ABOUT SOME LOVESICK ME WAITING FOR SOME LOVE OF MY LIFE TO COME SWEEP ME OFF THE STUPID BARNEY GROUND AND TAKE ME HOME IN A 961.
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Is it that hard to realise, what I was talking about was the barney 961 bus, nothing else. JUST THE BARNEY BUS LARH BARNEY.
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I'll not be sarcastic or try to act cheem and talk in circles ever again. It's tiring to explain 5 times that I was only trying to be irritating and make you think I was emoing by typing everything in italics. AND trying to convince 5 people that there's nobody I was waiting for, only a 961.
X: Ehhhhhhh. Your that blog post. Got a new boyfriend huh?
M: What blog post.
X: The latest one.
M: The one about 961?
X: At the end? Yah. He sent you home?
M: Who?
X: Whoever you were waiting for?
M: The bus? Uh. Yah, I take the bus home.
X: Yah lah yah lah...
M: ...!! HUH. No. There wasn't anyone. I was referring to the bus.
X: Hahahaha... Yah yah...
M: ... REALLY LARH.
X: Okok. Don't want say then I won't ask.
M: NO. GO HOME AND READ IT AGAIN 74 TIMES. I WAS TALKING ABOUT THE BUS.
X: Hahahaha. Right.
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Some people are just. Plain. Idiots.
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Lots of pictures to post.No time. No mood. Don't feel like it. Maybe later.
There's lots to say, and lots I can't say. It's always like that. D:
Maybe later.
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Maybe never.
Happy Birthday mother!
4:29:00 PM because I say so
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Is it that hard to realise, what I was talking about was the barney 961 bus, nothing else. JUST THE BARNEY BUS LARH BARNEY.
._.
I'll not be sarcastic or try to act cheem and talk in circles ever again. It's tiring to explain 5 times that I was only trying to be irritating and make you think I was emoing by typing everything in italics. AND trying to convince 5 people that there's nobody I was waiting for, only a 961.
X: Ehhhhhhh. Your that blog post. Got a new boyfriend huh?
M: What blog post.
X: The latest one.
M: The one about 961?
X: At the end? Yah. He sent you home?
M: Who?
X: Whoever you were waiting for?
M: The bus? Uh. Yah, I take the bus home.
X: Yah lah yah lah...
M: ...!! HUH. No. There wasn't anyone. I was referring to the bus.
X: Hahahaha... Yah yah...
M: ... REALLY LARH.
X: Okok. Don't want say then I won't ask.
M: NO. GO HOME AND READ IT AGAIN 74 TIMES. I WAS TALKING ABOUT THE BUS.
X: Hahahaha. Right.
.............
Some people are just. Plain. Idiots.
...
Lots of pictures to post.
There's lots to say, and lots I can't say. It's always like that. D:
Maybe later.
...
Maybe never.
Happy Birthday mother!
4:29:00 PM because I say so