Probably A Very Depressing Entry...Turn Away Now!
So a friend of mines introduced me to a relative of hers that had come to visit them from Argentina and we hit it off pretty well *lol* probably because we're both so awkward. I think it surprised her mother that I can carry a convo in spanish even though I was Asian but when you live in Cali, you just pick up a lot on the language ^^ Anyway she's really nice and she even came to see me play last Friday and really enjoy it so that was good. But *lol* there's always a but *LOL* she told me about a friend of hers from High School and how they were always kinda close and It just came out of my mouth like "why don't you ask him out?" and we talked a bit about it and she realized how crazy she was for him *LMFAO*
Maybe I'm just too nice for my own good *()^@$#^)&*!^!But I always hated the "guy" that takes away the girl from someone and I never wanted to be that guy and partially I think I understand how that friend of hers was feeling about her...Wuh Wait? xD Deja Vu?
Anyway, Jen was talking to me about her boyfriend and the way she's talking about him it just doesn't sound so good...and that just makes me sad...like seriously dude...I mean why are the women in my life always choosing some asshole instead of me *lol* I would so never treat them that way...One married a drunk, the other a gambling addict and now this? *lol* I told my friend Terri that I should be mean to women instead of being nice because being "MEAN" seems to be working a whole lot more. I dunno what to feel about it, a part of me REALLY still loves her and that part of me wants to say Awww that sucks and there's that part of me that just wants to point and laugh.
Aside from all that, everything else has been very taxing on me and it's really draining me dry. Everyone wants and expect so much from me...they take and take and take and I can only give so much of myself physically, mentally and emotionally. It's gotten soooo bad this year that I found myself crashing more often than most I dunno maybe it's just old age and I'm just not as young as I was anymore. It's really eating away at me and it's showing too, The Argentina Gal's (I'm not saying her name *lmao*) mother told me that if I ever want to run somewhere that I was welcome to go and stay with them for a bit in Argentina and I'm starting to really think about taking them up on that offer *LOL*
On A HAPPIER NOTE before it gets even more depressing, I actually met a group of people that actually enjoys my company @_@ is that even possible? *lol* so it's not all bad, I can't really find anything else to say about them, they're just as cooky as me ;p and I'm actually happy being with them
"You Don't Care About Us" ~ Placebo
If it's a bad day, you try to suffocate.
Another memory... scarred.
If it's a bad case, then you accelerate,
you're in the getaway... car.
You don't care about us... oh oh.
You don't care about us... oh oh.
You don't care about us... oh oh
You don't care about us.
If it's a bad case, you're on the rampage.
Another memory... scarred.
You're at the wrong place, you're on the back page,
you're in the getaway... car.
You don't care about us... oh oh.
You don't care about us... oh oh.
You don't care about us... oh oh
You don't care about us.
It's your age, It's my rage.
It's your age, It's my rage.
You're too complicated, we should separate it.
You're just confiscating, you're exasperating.
This degeneration, mental masturbation.
Think I'll leave it all behind, save this bleeding heart of mine.
It's a matter of trust.
It's a matter of trust.
It's a matter of trust.
It's a matter of trust.
Because..
You don't care about us...
You don't care about us...
You don't care about us...
You don't care about us.
It's your age, It's my rage.
It's your age, It's my rage.
Maybe I'm just too nice for my own good *()^@$#^)&*!^!But I always hated the "guy" that takes away the girl from someone and I never wanted to be that guy and partially I think I understand how that friend of hers was feeling about her...Wuh Wait? xD Deja Vu?
Anyway, Jen was talking to me about her boyfriend and the way she's talking about him it just doesn't sound so good...and that just makes me sad...like seriously dude...I mean why are the women in my life always choosing some asshole instead of me *lol* I would so never treat them that way...One married a drunk, the other a gambling addict and now this? *lol* I told my friend Terri that I should be mean to women instead of being nice because being "MEAN" seems to be working a whole lot more. I dunno what to feel about it, a part of me REALLY still loves her and that part of me wants to say Awww that sucks and there's that part of me that just wants to point and laugh.
Aside from all that, everything else has been very taxing on me and it's really draining me dry. Everyone wants and expect so much from me...they take and take and take and I can only give so much of myself physically, mentally and emotionally. It's gotten soooo bad this year that I found myself crashing more often than most I dunno maybe it's just old age and I'm just not as young as I was anymore. It's really eating away at me and it's showing too, The Argentina Gal's (I'm not saying her name *lmao*) mother told me that if I ever want to run somewhere that I was welcome to go and stay with them for a bit in Argentina and I'm starting to really think about taking them up on that offer *LOL*
On A HAPPIER NOTE before it gets even more depressing, I actually met a group of people that actually enjoys my company @_@ is that even possible? *lol* so it's not all bad, I can't really find anything else to say about them, they're just as cooky as me ;p and I'm actually happy being with them
Click to view"You Don't Care About Us" ~ Placebo
If it's a bad day, you try to suffocate.
Another memory... scarred.
If it's a bad case, then you accelerate,
you're in the getaway... car.
You don't care about us... oh oh.
You don't care about us... oh oh.
You don't care about us... oh oh
You don't care about us.
If it's a bad case, you're on the rampage.
Another memory... scarred.
You're at the wrong place, you're on the back page,
you're in the getaway... car.
You don't care about us... oh oh.
You don't care about us... oh oh.
You don't care about us... oh oh
You don't care about us.
It's your age, It's my rage.
It's your age, It's my rage.
You're too complicated, we should separate it.
You're just confiscating, you're exasperating.
This degeneration, mental masturbation.
Think I'll leave it all behind, save this bleeding heart of mine.
It's a matter of trust.
It's a matter of trust.
It's a matter of trust.
It's a matter of trust.
Because..
You don't care about us...
You don't care about us...
You don't care about us...
You don't care about us.
It's your age, It's my rage.
It's your age, It's my rage.