Happiness Max - No added flavors

Mar 09, 2006 05:12

I love Cheezels. Yea that cheese crummies all puffed up and shit. You know what I mean. You do! It is my soul food sometimes. Yea, I don't smoke and really don't drink, well, aside from the blessed beer I have sometimes.

Bow to the beer fools!

Bow!

Do it now I say!!!

But when I am down sometimes, it's cheezels all the way. I used to keep a lighter and light one tip and suck in the flavor. No I am kidding I didn’t do that. But it tastes amazing.
And now, a brief rant on marshmallows...

Marshmallows: WTF? Like what are you supposed to be? So gooey and chewy but nothing at all, where do you get off? You taste like kindness, but feel so weird. Where did you come from? No one knows. It's a mystery to say the least, my alien friend and most mortal enemy. I love you so. But really what's the deal? What like, are you racist or something? Why you no get black or purple and shit? Always with the white, huh? Candy supremist you are. For shame! And how come so misleading? They call you marsh mellow, but how come? Mellow you say. Whatever. And then they defend your melty ass by saying its spelled mallow instead. What the fuck is that supposed to mean?

Ok so today I go to this computer trader, who now runs a business in moorabin, like that’s even a suburb. It must be like the last place on earth. This guy has like thousands of laptops in his warehouse and he apparently sells them all on eBay. What’s up with that?
That got me thinking why I don’t do something like that. Like, I mean trade on eBay and stuff. But, yea I realize I have no money to buy shit and start a smallest business. So that thought and dream lasts for like 15 minutes. Now guys that’s not that bad, is it? So I am able to forget that my life sucks, at least for 15 minutes. What’s the point anyway? I mean like think about it. What’s the point of doing something you don’t really want to do?

Hello!!! Look who’s talking?? Like, I like my job…

No Idiot... I don’t...

It’s a fuckin’ call center for mobile phone insurance.

Now who the fuck has insurance on mobile phones, dude. Com’on it’s just a frikin’ phone. How hard it is to keep a phone without losing or dropping it. You can't keep a phone, jerk, how are you gonna live. You know what my point is, don’t you?

The point is my job sucks. The guys on FOX FM have better jobs. Seriously, they chatted about this lady who breast fed her child till he was like 9. They kept raving about it for 10 minutes.
Oh wait it was 11 minutes.

Hey now that is illegal and yea it’s sick. Its sickin' sick. Anyways, How cool a job is that, you just sit there and ramble about some pointless things. Yea like I am doing now. Man!! I should have that job on FOX FM. Sweeeet!!

What’s all this shit about you not supposed to have pirated music. Seriously, no ones cares dude!!! Come on, didn’t you watch that episode of south park where the guys try to stop piracy and shit!! Really like anyone would pay $9.99 for a single. It’s just the same song on the disc recorded with 5 different basses. Don’t ya get it? Rip off !!!

...And the depression is slowly kickin’ in again. You see, what do you expect? Its 2.05AM and I am alone!!!

"What the hell, who do you want to be with at 2.05 in the AM?"

"Fuck off!!! you, I am not a bizarre weirdo. I am lonely for Christ’s sake. I am listening to Father and Son by Boyzone, what do you think?"

"Oh!!! You must be in Love, Who fuckin listens to Boyzone anyways."

Enough bullshit. I wish I was really in love coz I can’t sure as hell get enough of that. I was once in love for sure, i think, I wrote abt this before but that didn’t work out. I need someone. Really do! So I am just chatting alright. Yea the messenger stuff that you do with web cams and text and those funny little smilies and those voice messages thingy! You know what’s its called... Oh wait yea Yahoo!!!
Yea so my friend Happy says:

"dude how life?"
and I am like, "man! I am so depressed and shit"
and then I am like "Dude, how’s life?"
and he’s like "Man!! Never been better, great guns"

So this got me thinking why is it that I am always sad? Why is it I am so weak? I really need to start looking for happiness. Now, if only they sell this in stores and supermarket. You know what I mean, you go to buy groceries and you see these specials
“Happiness Max - No added flavors - ‘was $5.95 now $4.00 a Kilo.’”

Meaning its really hard to change and when you have no one to blather about your day it becomes harder. But honestly, HAPPY cracks me up... Always. I really wish I could be little as happy as my friend happy.
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