the lives and times of Mr. S.Weevanosa.

sums up the sparse loveliness of it.

=)

You make me smiiile like the sun
Faaall out of bed sing like a bird
Diizzy in my head spin like a record
Crazy on a Sunday night

You make me daance like a fool
Forget how to breathe
Shine like gold buzz like a bee
Just the thought of you can drive me wild

Ohh you make me smi-ile

(allhailunclecracker :))

i wouldnt be saying this but i am stoned.
axetrip rules.

why i wouldnt be saying it is there's a huge irony in those words.involving a hurt ass.

and the pun in this whole thing makes me chuckle, which actually means im laughing at myself.

somebody on the other end is nicely trying to analyze me, if i am thinking rightly of him. if i aint, he's just a chut.

oh and by the way, i love you, i love you.

when life's a whore..

fuck it in the nostril.


only, this one here is a freaking weirdo with a broken nose so well, it kinda hurts worse trying to do that either.

jesus christ, college is confusing. its damn annoying. its damn fun too. and i wanna go aww and Fuck and HMPH and grrrr and :) at the same things at the SAME time so its rather mindfucking. wtf. but sometimes its all cool becaaaaaause wellllllllll i dont know, at the end of the day im still doing fine and am able to take off my lenses right and shit so :P

ok now, gimme a hug someone. i need.

axetrip?

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EPIPHANY! :D

i love when this happens *glee*

and yesterday i sat in the rain on my terrace for over an hour in the cold at night

one of the best things i've done formyself

yes i'm intending to post in meaningless sentences, problem if that is you go shave YOUR elblow honestly i do not. care.

ugh

everyone i know seems to be either too angry, too busy, too busy to be angry, or just plain finally convinced i'm not really all that worth spending time on.

yay me yeah? YAYme.

college is awful also. well not very but yeah pretty awful and i want to leave actually maybe not i'm not sure where i'd go it's not like i've a shiny little alternative to pretend to want to do so no i suppose i DON'T want to leave especially since not many people really care about what the hell i'm doing so you know what i'll just stop shall i

so there's my notallthatwell spelt out whiny circle of loserliness and i cannot stop saying honestly because now i'm beginning to be unsure of whether it really is honest and though i stopped making sense a long time ago this is probably the only thing making me feel better atleast i'm talking to myself yes? yes. because blogging is all about pretending other people care about your life because really theirs aren't as interesting but we all oh yes we ALL know deepdeeeeeeeep down that's all a pile of burning rubber bobble heads we're just sorry little specks with legal permission from the world in general to talk to ourselves without convincing aforementioned world of our mental instabilty

no of course i'm not bitter now why would you think that

i reread something i wrote a while back and yeah.

guys really are jerks. let's get that clear too, ok? they have always been continue to be and will, always be mountain sized jerks.

i'm going back to my sudoku

Yeah i'm still here. yeah i just remembered this place, and yeah you can hate me too.
I called you yesterday, by the way, shriparna. where the.hell.wereyou.

the last two days i spent LITERALLY staring at the clock and my phone(trust me nothing happening there either it's only a testament of my sadSADlife.)

my head, as additional not really all that relavent or interesting information, is a mess. in fact, it's SUCH a mess i cannot for the life of me or anyoneelse even be bothered to try explaining.
god.

a junior of mine passed away on the 17th.
a friend of mine.
you know that still makes no sense at all. not even a little bit.
remember all the times i've said my life's a movie? yeah. exactly it.

GOD.