Thursday, October 9, 2008

Mood Swings

Yeah, I’m having one of those days again…where I’d wna be away from the world and goofy ass-kissers that dwell in it.

Sometimes I wish no one questioned me about anything.
I don’t want to tell u how I’m doin’? or who I’m doin’? (*wink*) or wt I’m doin’? or whr I am? Or y I am whreva I am?
I don’t want to tell u how my wrkz been? Or how comfortable I am with my books? Or whr I’m gonna stay in Bombay?
Honestly, its not u…its jz the friggin weather thats making life fudge.
Or probably its jz simple ol’ moody me!

Yeah thr I go with the “It’s not u…It’s me” routine.
But no, this time I mean it- it really is me…I guess I’m in those moods again whr everythg pisses me off. One lil’ thing that ticks me off – spoils it for the rest of the jing-bang!

But somehow I know for sure it’s not intentional. Its jz the crazy tick I can’t control – no matter wt I do!
Be it at home or at wrk. Or simply on the roads.

Therez so mucha drama and bullshit if u look around. The weirdness of the govt., the inconsiderate people around, the hostile political parties that have sprung up like wild mushrooms all around – all this makes the place a bit too tacky and depressing.

It’s basically what these assholes do that pisses me off.
I mean – come on – whatz ur friggin’ problem if I wish to light up on the street? U think u’ll get affected by passive smoking????? Tell me this u clown face – what about the rising pollution in the city? Won’t that be affecting your black goddamn polluted lungs??? Y must u be pointing at my cig in condemnation? I fuckin’ well wna smoke up and die…and who the friggin’ hell are u to stop me?

I abso-fuckin’-lutley hate people who meddle in someone else’s business so damn much. And I’m not the one to jz kiss ass to wrk my way thru situations. Its for losers like u to do it. But realistically speakin’ - U can’t be kissin so mucha ass dude! Face it! U’l jz end up an expert ass kisser! Hey, that’s something u can be proud of !

If you could do that you wouldn't be workin at the local mall – u’d be The President.....of the country numb-nuts, not of your local malls!
bah!