About Me

Last day of Pieces, the start of Aries (20th March 1993). Enjoys life as well as think about it. Contemplates on many things, and never always fixed to a single answer, as anything can happen. Humble, weird and funny, but underneath is intelligences and experience, yet he strives for more. Never liked losing friends, but understands that impermanence is present. Hotmail:glen-titinyqwerz@hotmail.com

Wednesday, April 7, 2010

Either My Buddies Are Neglecting Me.
Or I Just Have No Life...
...
...
...
Yup, I Have No Life...

Small Matters Affect Me.
I Try To Ignore It.
But Then I Think Of The Big Reasons Why These Small Matters Exist.
And It Makes Me Feel...
Well, Fucked Up.
I Don't Want To Ask.
Makes Me Feel Possessive.
Obsessive.
Very Up-Tight.
Maybe Thats What Others Might Think Of Me Now.
But I Want To Know.
Everyone Knows.
If You Got A Problem With Me.
Or Something You Just Don't Like.
Just Say It.
And Then Change Will Happen.
But The Fact Is People Just Don't Say It.
Even Though They Know It.
We All Know Many, Many Things.
But We Don't Put Them In Use.
If I Were To Say I Wanted to Type Something Here.
About Somebody.
But Decided Not To.
I'm A Hypocrite.
We Use The Term 'No One Is Perfect'.
Then By Using This Term.
No One Will Change.
And We Get Suck In The Circle Of Flaws.
Which Could Actually Be Polished.
Polished Into Something Not Flawed.
Not Perfect.
But Close To Perfect.
The World Is A Cycle Of Contradiction.
Can We Ever Get Out Of This Cycle?
Or Do We Continue Not To Be Polished?
And Being Unable To Change?
We All Want To Change.
But We All Need A Voice.
Whether It Is The Voice Inside You.
Or A Voice From Outside.
The Louder The Voice Is.
The Faster It Will Be Heard.
Will It Ever Reach Me.
Thats Another Answer I Want To Find Out.

I Have To Leave My Home.
I Feel So Fucking Bored Here.
But Going Out Alone Is Stupid.

I Join Facebook Fan Pages And Groups Hoping People Would Take A Hint.
And That Makes Me Feel So Girl-Like.
Which Isn't A Good Thing.

Damn.
I Just Found Out That WTF.
When Read Back Words Is FTW.
I'm Slow.

Can People Leave A Tag On My Tagboard Please?
I'm Bored.
I Said Please.
Don't Make Me Kneel.

When You Guys Go Out Call Me Please.
I Won't Mine Kneeling To That.
OK.
Now I Know Why This Sounds So Obsessive.
I Think I'm Going Crazy.
Or Maybe That's Just The Wind.

This Post Sounds So Emo.
I'm Gonna Post It :)

Ignoring Ignorance

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