Monday, February 14, 2005

each year is the same. but i dont know, didnt remember exactly whether last year was raining like this. i guess its the whether that makes it worst. it was raining from noon to night. like there is nothing quite significant. there is anyway. today is that fucklametine day. have i started blogging on last year's vals? why valentine is so damn important for some so called romantic day. like me and netha's predicted yesterday today will be the day of the fucking pink to socialize its lame mood everywhere u looking. rain and pink. awful combination. why is it so damn big? why everybody is selling those lame roses. why people cannot enjoy being alone. why cannot i enjoy it? i try to call everyone to kill this awkward evening. i wanted to kill it. everyone is being lousilly romantic and awkwardly feeling L.O.V.E....yeah...why there is such day anyway, what makes it best is the rain...okay, rain...i am 22 and something and so far i am soluna...maybe i should make a movie about a perfect loner portraying my being lonely as a person. having so called friends, many friends, only some are really loyal ones, and the rest are possers and fakers. i wanted it to get over soon. i am pretty lame with night times. u tell me. raise your hands night-lamer.this post is lame too. i guess i need a cup of latte.i need to kill this suspicious thoughts evolving in my mind now.i guess it will blow.or it wont? what a lame, what a shame, what a fame? what rhyme...o, synical mind come to me lets kill everybody!!



stanley dirgapradja@petit garcon 9:45 PM [comment]

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