lady, you need to be easy.
today was the first day i was home at 8 pm this year. that is early. very early. my city is experiencing bad vibrations these days. people everywhere are always fighting or hitting their children or shooting people. the world these days is becoming less and less a place that id like to persist in and not because of the person i am but the people around me. why all the frustration? of course asking such a question will not change tomorrow or anyone else for that matter, for the 'people' i meet on a day to day basis are not people at all but just another part of the scenery. except for those abusive enough to get me to intrude on their lives, but those are not details for which im willing to disclose. people in general anger me. there are days in which im able to find beauty in how ugly the world really is but not as of late. the only place i feel mentally safe is the library because im alone there. today i smiled at a stranger and she smiled back and it made me have a postive reflection on the day. then i ran into a woman hitting her child and that made me wonder what is the world coming to? tolerating such behaviour is unacceptable and its that sort of thing that breeds men willing to do nothing but sell their soul to what others tell them to do. and that upsets me. its funny to see how two ends of the human spectrum can be so close together.
today i went to go buy tickets to the rocky horror picture show play at my school and every last show was sold out and that made me sad about life because i was really in the mood to see a bunch of transvestites dance around in clothing that leaves little to the imagination, wielding whips and anything that can be used to muffle voices.
i know the only person who reads this is steve little, so steve im sorry this is not a cartoon and a reflection on the nuisance of my life. so i apologize. it would have been better if it had no audience at all. i just need to get back into the habit of using this site. and i shall use my negativity to do so until then.
yes, im well aware that 90% of blogs out there are people complaining about their the oh so tragic woes and attempting to make an artistic piece of beauty out of the frustration of their lives, and i promise you that wont happen here. ive been down that road in papier form and all it results in is a compilation of memories id rather not have. and besides that, nobody likes having to feel the obsessive compulsive need to be driven to a computer only to be despressed further by the weights from another's shoulders. so i wont do that. but im sure every now and then ill let something "artistically tragic" slip and that is beyond my control. so hopefully ill think of something so deliciously evil to write about.
and that is that
p.s. i have decided not to spend another dime on anything besides commuting to save up for a cello. i will have all money directed towards my food budget to be put into a big jar. and then, come summertime, i will be the happiest man (again) to walk the earth.
or a sad man with a big jar full of money
today i went to go buy tickets to the rocky horror picture show play at my school and every last show was sold out and that made me sad about life because i was really in the mood to see a bunch of transvestites dance around in clothing that leaves little to the imagination, wielding whips and anything that can be used to muffle voices.
i know the only person who reads this is steve little, so steve im sorry this is not a cartoon and a reflection on the nuisance of my life. so i apologize. it would have been better if it had no audience at all. i just need to get back into the habit of using this site. and i shall use my negativity to do so until then.
yes, im well aware that 90% of blogs out there are people complaining about their the oh so tragic woes and attempting to make an artistic piece of beauty out of the frustration of their lives, and i promise you that wont happen here. ive been down that road in papier form and all it results in is a compilation of memories id rather not have. and besides that, nobody likes having to feel the obsessive compulsive need to be driven to a computer only to be despressed further by the weights from another's shoulders. so i wont do that. but im sure every now and then ill let something "artistically tragic" slip and that is beyond my control. so hopefully ill think of something so deliciously evil to write about.
and that is that
p.s. i have decided not to spend another dime on anything besides commuting to save up for a cello. i will have all money directed towards my food budget to be put into a big jar. and then, come summertime, i will be the happiest man (again) to walk the earth.
or a sad man with a big jar full of money
posted by Peter at 5:42 PM
3 Comments:
OH! i get it! Kat doesn't count as a reader of your blog! Fine i get the hint.
Dont' worry pete, its just the mid winter blahs that got you. It will pass...or at least you'll have a jar of money, then you can buy some happiness
i like the im steve little at the end as if its a talk show
and yea, it is yarbles for me to only mention steve. my bad
yea itd be cool to have kids. yesterday someone told me how much like my dad i was when i was hanging out and playing pool and i thought that was the greatest compliment ever.
as for the dentist thing,
we all know that i would never kill myself but probably just give up and move to another country or something.or go on an arson rampage, man that would be fun.
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