I’m so disappointed that although I’ve been disappointed for so many fucking times, it still disappoints me! I start building up those mountains of expectations and affection for a certain he or she and then bang, the whole thing blows up in my face. And do I ever learn? Nope. If I could only stop being so naive and not have too much faith in people.
Things I feel like doing right now: <bullet> burn out my hair. Aha, the hair that sits on my head. Ya, my very own hair. You read it right. <new bullet> Redecorate my room. I hate the fact that everything revolves around my bed (something I liked at the very beginning). I’m in such a twisted mood that I want everything around to be twisted too. Oh, and that huge wall-to-wall-floor-to-ceiling-window is getting on my nerves. As a matter of fact, everything is getting on my nerves today.
I had this BOBYS’ chicken burger and boy, am I not liking BOBYS delicious-above-average junk food. And that corn salad, bloody brilliant! Waleed, cheers for the awesome food you provide to our ignorant-tasteless-replica-lovers population. Note to self: grab that orange slush you’ve been craving for next time you pass by.
They’re airing a musical on mbc 2 at the moment. I don’t remember the so-called-musical’s name (such a waste of free ram me thought). Here goes my review of the unnamed-so-called musical: Lame, lame, lame. And oh, LAME.
I read something today written by, umm, someone. Very impressed I am with it. I say it again, very impressed. The commenting part leaves me uncomfortable though. I found it so exceptional that I cannot fairly judge it. To the author (and I insist on using the word; author) aaaaa ~!#@##%$#$%$^%&$&%^……………………….
ERROR: BRAIN OVER HEATED. BRAIN OVER HEATED.
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