blahhh

FINE. so i am outdating my loyal readers (THIS IS A PRIVATE BLOG BTW)
haha.
sch's a bitch.
life's a bigger bitch.
j's a bitch.
(welll.... kinda)
and yupp.
pretty much, everyone's been bitching.
(:

even me!

EVERYONE in med is attached TO SOMEONE ELSE i tink.
like that jason guy,
the OTHER jason ray guy.
wendy and that guy.
mark's into some michelle girl i have never seen or heard. hhahaha (good onya mate!)
and arghh.
everyone's attached basically.
so i revolt back to my corner.
LITERALLY in monash green. (: tee hee.
and yes,
i realise im still the only one alone and DYING in this hole.
not that i care enuf to cry.
or that i NEED someone.
but pretty plssssss send me some hot hot dude ffrom outer space.
to change my monotonous life.
and make me beautiful again.

i tink the thing about being single (or unwanted)
is more than just loneliness
or lack of romantic nothings,
or stuff like that.
its more of the individual feeling unpretty
cos theres no one who really loves her (in this case, ME)
and the fact that the inner beauty (if there is any) isnt appreciated by anyone.
to BE with someone just gives me the reassurance that im still intact.
still viable for human socialisation.
still wanted.
still....
well...
beautiful.
):

and therefore, i shall conclude my sad sad uneventful life
with a turn of my attitude.
cos' like craig hassed said-
the mind controls ... (blahblah)
the events in life arent necessarily BAD,
its OUR perception of it that makes any situation.