Now, I'm feeling confused and disoriented as hell.
I think I could stick a knife into somebody and claim
that I didn't know what I was doing. Because seriously,
I think that I might stick a knife into somebody and
just forget all about it.
You know, the idea of that happening, isn't all too
unappealing actually. I'd just have to ask out a couple
of 'friends' whom I'm feeling extremely negative about,
have a hunting knife in hand....
That, or I need to drink up plenty of fluids and get some
sleep. I don't know, the former sounds much more appealing.
Speaking of which, I've finally realized why I've been so
fucking cynical and angry lately. It's because I haven't been
socialising with 'friends' anymore, simply because I get too
damn beat after work to entertain anybody, on MSN.
No socialising; therefore loss of friends. Big fat bite in the ass.
Case in point (Click the picture, please)
After replying to their salutations with a paltry
'Hey' (in the case of the Johari window, I flat out said no way)
and then proceeded to change my status to 'Appear offline',
and stayed sour ,angry, tired, and alone for the rest of the evening.
My point being, I need my friends back. NOW.
Period. (Isn't there enough emphasis being made already?)
But since I can't just open my arms and call out
'Friends, come back! I need you!' and have hordes
of beautiful men and women flock back into my arms,
like it was before I started my work, I'll have to work for it.
And working for friends, mean I'll have to socialise.
Talk to people, try to remember how, so long ago,
I managed to convince complete strangers that I was
their friend and I was good for them.
I need to fucking get my patience back and you know,
that ability I had in Secondary school, where I managed
to con people into thinking that I was actually a good
communicator.
Eh, knife plunging into people's guts....
Getting hippy and all cracked out..
What, to do, what to do?
Eh fuck lah, I can't think. I think I'll go sleep on this first,
get enough oxygen for my brain, now that I've lost the blood.
Get my whole body back into groove, first.
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