Day 33: Take Care of the Paperwork

Day 33: Take Care of the Paperwork

"A nation and its people, third world, and based on hypocrisy"

Told you I was back. Like for real this time. To be honest, apart from a few motivations, I have to admit the fact that I have nothing better do also had a major role to play. Which is also bad news, because if I have nothing to do, that means nothing is happening in my life, which in conclusion means I barely have anything to talk about. I've gotten sick of telling stories from my very "bright: past. I've kind of accepted it, and decided to just leave it there. So that leads to probably to a few topics I can talk about: my DJ career, how amazing my misses is, or my amazing plans for future which I doubt can true. I know anyone barely comments, but it would help a lot if you could tell me which one from this topics which I know you don't care about, is most appealing to you. It's worth a try asking, since I asked for prayers to get a number last time, and I got that. It's a joke by the way, since I know many third world faggots probably took that wrong when reading. Any who, upcoming plans, I have a party on Thursday. The crowd seems to a bit older than I am, and I don't like that, since I really can't interact much with them, and most of the time, people think they're too cool and no one dances and just chill, which leads to boredom since at that point I'm nothing more than a jukebox. Change of subjects, I have something quite the number of people can relate to. You know when you really miss someone, like its someone who you're like addicted to, whether its your current soul mate, family member, or even a close friend. Well there's probably two people who stand out for me at the moment. I don't want to go into details, since I don't like appearing as someone who is too emotional (Cause I'm not, at least that's what I tell myself). Well let's just one, really matters to me, more than the others. I'm not a person who likes distance. It kills me. Especially in situations like this, cause you tell the person you miss them, and would kill to be with them, and you're thinking about them every second, and hell, its to the point where every night you're laying down wondering what they're up to, just laying there, and thinking about one person for hours, sleepless until the sun is rising and your body fails and goes into hibernation mode by itself. You tell them that after not talking to them for what seems like forever to you, but then its also unbelievable, cause its rare that someone cares about someone this much. So you believe that they think they're just words, but that's really what they're going to. Any who, to anyone who can relate, you know its quite, you know, can't really find the word to describe that feeling. Cause at the time, its somewhat a mixed emotion of joy and sorrow since your words seem unbelievable. Okay, becoming a bit too emotional and I'm starting to appear like I'm a fag. On the other hand, I just really miss a good friend of mine, hell, probably my closest friend, who you know by Lil Man. We used to chill every day before he left, and my life has become really plain since he left, so knock yourself out while I remain in this hell hole for the next month. Oh, and I've also been referred to as a "local" blogger. Just wanted to say, I hate the local word, cause that shows while we're from the same place, how we're separated from the rest of the world. So fuck you to this country I'm from. I love you, but fuck your way of thinking, based on a Western style of living with a hypocritical belief in religion. Bringing religion, mixing it with tradition, and creating your own belief and claiming you're being religious. At least I know who to pick on my next post. With all due respect, Fiasco out.