Two sides of a coin...
Ever increasing is my hatred for the question "So, How are you?" All it really is is just someone wanting to keep up appearances they care. You could pretty much say anything and they'll either say: “Well that's good," or "Oh, I’m sorry to hear that." Fuck off.
If you're crying do you really want someone around going "Oh that's not good." To me, that's like someone standing around in a happy moment and going "Oh, that's not bad." No shit. Besides, it’s my experience that most people who ask that are just trying to make themselves feel better. Happy people can't stand people that aren't happy. Sad people can't stand people that aren't sad. That's probably one of the reasons everyone always picks on me. I manage to do both at once.
For example:
Happy: Meow meow ruff ruff boing boing boing.
I like peanut butter on my groin.
Tiggle Tiggle schwapp schwapp all night long,
Laaloo prasad in parliament is just wrong.
Sad: So I don't know what to do about everything. I just don't know. I feel so fragile because no matter how hard I try not to I keep making the same mistakes again. Doing the same thing I don’t want to do, but I don't want to change. It’s just like I feel I’m not going to end up this way and that’s fine, but I don’t know what to do either
Happy: Boggle boggle chick chick quack quack quack
Hailey’s comet and some shit make good snacks.
Dingle dongle dingle dongle cluck cluck cluck
Vacuum cleaner and a Karan Johar like to suck.
Sad: I mean, I’ve really been racking my brain in terms of what to do. It's like, I've never felt good about anything I have done and then I give it up, but is that all there is to it? Then I think, of course there is, there is so much more to life and many other opportunities. So that robs me of wanting to just say, "Well it fine, while it lasts" because aside from this, and those concerns way down the road (which could change) I don't see a problem. But then I think, as I often tell other people, maybe I'm just insecure with this mythic figure that my life represents, because the fact that I’m going to be so far away from my own people is a part of it. But then I think, yeah, but just because the physical distance exists, there doesn’t have to be emotional distance.
Happy: Bah Bah Oink oink moo moo moo
Tonka trucks kick some monkey ass too.
Simba samba sigadoo neigh neigh neigh
Speedy espressos have turned Karan Johar gay.
Sad: I don't know any more. I want to put an end and I just don’t know how. It's unfair for me to say that nothings happening for me because I have made wrong decisions, I just don’t know how to get around the blockade. Am I missing something? I don't know. I mean I’ve tried to find out. I'm not one to run from blame. I always take responsibility for my actions so long as I know what they are. I just don’t know what to think. I'm not even sure what to do now.
See I can be happy and sad at the same time coz that’s who I am. But seriously, I don’t know any more. I think I'm just going to curl up in a ball and die. Well, maybe not die. Maybe just think of death. I don’t mean like death is in my life ending. No way!!! I mean Death in terms of that sexy bastard in the black cloak. The grim reaper!!!