Ahhh well after a good weekend of entense studying....of FUNNY GAMES :D i have been asked, numerous times, why i don’t talk much about myself in my own damn blog...since it makes bloody sense to me and those randoms i asked on the streets, i only have one thing to say-----I DONT KNOE WHY. I mean let’s look at it in plan form of an argumentative essay (more revision)
INTRO
Seeing as i have already done my intro i can skip all that shit
BODY
· I can’t be stuffed
· I don’t knoe wat i may be thinking at that moment and when i look back at it i don’t want any regrets
· I don’t want to be looked down upon as that dickhead who doesn’t knoe when to shut up (Hi)
· And the last and most important case....If i do, then it basically means im up for black mail...and seeing as im more important than my good friend OBBAMA, and i don’t have my own army i think ill leave it to u to decide
Conclusion
To much negative things will come out... i mean i created this thing to be like my space to vent out my feelings but then i realised the implications (word of the week) it would have on me. Frustration, sadness, anger, rage, irritation, and the urge to seek and destroy even though your hands are tied behind ure back
Funny enough i have heard people talking that me good mate and I are actually the same person....Ummm if u wanna knoe come up to me and ask if u have the balls to coz we aint. Yes we r similar but not the same. While im the more straight forward, carefree, easygoing person who will judge a person by his deeds, he on the other hand is more volatile, unpredictable and very judgemental by wat he see’s. And the thing is i love him (im not bloody gay if u are thinking along those lines) for the fact that we can talk about anything without being interrupted or being compromised. Just yesterday he got a phone call from this guy he knows his saga, tells him that the real reason why she broke up was that she wasn’t “ready” for a relationship at that moment... excuse my French but fuck me hard,
Seriously the guy can be hurt bad for even the tiniest things, before when i met him in yr 8 at tution (Quakers), he was to busy studying for the bloody Melb High test. Smart fellow to and subdued but lively after you got him talking. Three girls caught his attention back then and i thinks that where everything took a u-turn when he went for the simple flirting course of action, and im not joking the hottest one there fell for him. After a full good 4 weeks of msn chat, tution meant a whole different thing to him. But then a week before that damn test he was popped the question....and what did the retart say Naaaa not now .... i mean true that i mean most relationships in yr 8 do shit all except stuff u up later on but still little did he knoe that it would haunt him for the next half of the year. Everywhere he went he saw her and the thing was he was to scared to ask her. On top of that a real bad incident happened that would change him forever... it took a half a year to truly forget her and this process made it much easier by the fact that she wasn’t in his school.
Back to real shit, the guy is what some say “cut”, he can’t do half the shit he wants and neither can i. I mean if i even laid a finger on any one i would be scrutinised on the mere fact that i was house captain (anyone want it now..34.50 +1.50 gst) and then for my social status. But i must say i would hate to be on the guys bad side....yr 9, 34 punch ons resulting in excruciating pain and a broken teeth to the opposition (he still hasn’t broken a bone), some of them playful lunch time games gone wrong, the others with real reason. ME on the other hand would think through these situations and think twice before flourishing my fists....yes i have been in a couple but that was for true acceptable reasons PUNCH ON. But right now school is gonna turn into one massive war ground when he arrives (FRANKLIN+PAPA BEAR) just mind where u go and don’t step on his feet pestering with questions.
To all those double x chromosomes out there, next time u think of going out wit a guy, no mater how small or petite u are, no matter how tiny ure mosquito bites are, no matter what skin colour u are(IF UR BLACK OR WHITE) first think, think again of the implications, because even if us men put up a show of Superman...even superman can be killed with love.
Just one question for u guys to ponder....Is it right for someone to go break someones heart and then decide that his friend is more...how can i term it...more, ready for them (even though he treats girls like shit, and i have proof). If so should they tell their former or not,
All i have to do now is sign out
Cherios...
Ahhhh before i go stay tuned for the next post...i have a very heartfelt poem in store for u from my good mate.
Fat Pizza has no more episodes on Youtube so no more Lebanese impersonations from me
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