You Know There's Something Wrong...

You know there's something seriously wrong with your
life when it revolves around only updating your blog and going to school.

You know there's something wrong when you come home from
a tiring day at school and still feel compelled to update your blog to
please strangers whom you don't know.

You know there's something wrong when your friends know less about you
than people who read your blog.

You know there's something wrong when you feel more comfortable bitching
about things to your blog than to actual people.

You know there's something wrong when you're filthy rich and still feeling depressed.

You know there's something wrong when you're shit-assed broke
and still feeling happier then the filthy rich bastards. (Read: Above)

You know there's something wrong when you're taking advice from complete
strangers you don't know and actually believing the shit those profiteering bastards
are doling out.

You know there's something wrong when even after taking advice from profiteering
bastards and other people, you still feel like your life's a complete mess and you're still bloody
depressed.

You know there's something wrong when you can go through life with the middle finger
raised and still turn out bloody successful.
(Not successful academically though, anyone can be an academic success.)

You know there's something wrong when you can't think back and smile
and your past follies and go' What a complete jack-wad'.
That's when you know you're going to spend the rest of your life being depressed
and eventually turning psychotic.

You know there's something wrong when you're butt ugly and still obsessed with
checking out your reflection in the mirror. Even after friends have tried
coaxing you away from the mirror through patronising, insults and finally
just give up out of plain exasperation.

You know there's something wrong when you come to love donning a uniform,
no matter how bland or garish it is.
(Or it could be just that you're too cheap to get some real clothes.)

You know there's something wrong if your girlfriend looks worse than you do.
or for girls

You there's something wrong when your boyfriends dresses, grooms and generally
looks better than you.

You know there's something wrong when you're mother is allowed to
tease you about going out with girls, yet will adamantly deny financing
to any skirt chasing endeavors.
(Mothers should never be allowed to tease their children like that. sieve depressing you know?)

You know there's something wrong when you've just spent 15 minutes or so reading
this depressive list on a national holiday.
(Go sing songs or something lah, National Day leh!)
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Musings of a depressive and broke 15 year old
who's indulgences mainly include sleep, sleep and more sleep.
Among other things that shall not be discussed on this blog.

All your souls are belong to us!
(And so shall your money, eh?)