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... Monday, March 07, 2005

so i come back and find that my tagboard is screwed up. it's sort of like coming back to your home after vacation and finding that your house has been messed up by who knows what.

as usual i am blogging at the worst time ever to blog. i only ever have the urge to blog when there are 10974538475093485 other things for me to do. gay lo's assignment is breathing down my neck and champagne's assignment is tapping me on the shoulder. and then of course there's the common tests which is glaring at me harshly.

ah, life, sweet life.

so i never did get to watch million dollar baby because people prefer to watch movies like hitch and basically, hey, no one ever really wants to watch the movies i like until they chance upon it someday on a pirated vcd and they go, 'ITS REALLY GOOD' and then i say, 'yes, well i really wanted to watch that but no one wanted to so i had to rent it and yes it is really good.' or maybe, this goes a step further. it's not 'no one ever really wants to watch the movies i like', it becomes, 'no one ever really wants to watch movies with ME'.

now isn't that a very sad thought. honestly i can already see myself stuck in an apartment with 2309875787345 cats and spending all my money on cat food and furballs all over the place and me dying old and alone because i choke on one of them and WORSE, my body is found perhaps three months later because i have no friends to check up on me.

but seriously now, black comedy and stereotypical spinster death scene aside - i do feel alone. i'm beginning to feel very much alienated from everyone. yes, i feel alienated. i'm having an identity crisis. God i know that You say You are enough for me, and i know that Jesus is enough for me, but sometimes circumstances overtake facts, and i do feel ever so alone.

mesh.

+ posted by M @ 5:59 PM

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