It must be the strike melting my brains...

[magnacarta]

I just read The True Meaning of Cleavage. I don't usually read those cheap teenagers' books, but this one's not actually that bad. Quite funny, and real. And maybe I was feeling particularly depressed or something, I related completely to the narrator which is a kinda dumb. I really am not that pathetic, or maybe I am. I'm not making sense.

I'm really bored. The strike is going on, and on. I don't actually know if it does anything. The government's not listening. Fuck it. I miss having something to do. It's not like I can sit in from of the PC, and memorize my data all day long. Even I am not enough of a geek to do that. I miss my people. I miss practice. I'm sick and tired of my parents, especially my father. He needs anger management.

It's cold even if it's spring, but maybe that's only me. I'm even feeling cold inside, but not as much as before. I know I've been daydreaming, but, hey, not like it matters because I don't have to concentrate on other things. Maybe that's why I think about all those things I shouldn't be thinking about. Too much time is freaky. Time is freaky period.

Comments

[yue_ix]

C'est pour sa que je t'ai prêté tout plein de films tous plus zarb les uns que les autres! =p

Tu sais que tu peux venir chez nous passer le temps.. j'te donnerais un horaire fucké ou what'snot et on vedgera à l'école le jeudi/vendredi/lundi ou on jouera au game-cube. Faut aussi que je t'aprenne à jouer au piano (et en même temps que je me souvienne ¬__¬; ).

So.. was McGuyver hot? ^_____^

[cabayuki.livejournal.com]

Yep, and I've written that entry before my visit, so yeah, you've pretty much relieved me of boredom. How's it going at your gramps?

We'll see about a schedule. Not like I could steal all your time... And I have decided that I would never know how to play the piano. It's just so different from all the other musical instruments.

MacGyver was nice, and as much as a smart-ass than Jack, but like I said, I still prefer Jack. Must be the uniform XD

[dafn.livejournal.com]

Ma mère a commencé à apprendre le piano à, genre, 56 ans. Facque t'as -PAS- d'excuses.

Surtout que ya plein de pièces à la fois belles et faciles et que tu n'es aucunement restreint à seulement la mélodie ou seulement l'accompagnagnement comme, mettons avec une flûte ou un violon.