christmas break has begun. and by christmas break, i mean days with absolutely nothing to do. in simpler terms...boredom. well, i don't mean christmas is boring...it's just that people like me don't have anything to do and having something to do is our life. well, yesterday it was budin's birthday so i bolted from my house so i would not meet with her hyperkinetic classmates. oh and last saturday was our christmas party. frankly, i hated it. i didn't enjoy it as much as i thought i would and it's the worst christmas party ive ever been to.
no offense to those who coordinated (well i am one of them), i just didn't like how everything turned out. our party just reflected how we can't settle our differences to work on a common goal and it's just sad because we spent like five hours debating over which theme we should incorporate: punk or western. from the very beginning, when i heard that they wanted to have punk as a theme, i felt the urge to throw this tantrum and slash their heads one by one. i mean, PUNK is NOT a theme in the first place. it's a genre of music which goths, rockers listen to. well today, of course we call those who listen or love punk as punks but still it's something abstract. so jaye asked everyone what their interpretation of punk was. no one answered except ME. fuck. i just wanted to curse right then and there. jaye then interrupted that for her punk was baggy jeans, bling-blings and pimpy jewels. the shit. i love her and i respect her opinion but i just can't let her mix punk with hip-hop. so i complained that what she was describing was something entirely different but they said i had no right because it was her opinion. so if i think that jaye was the ugliest girl in the planet then no one has the right to resent me because im entitled to my own opinion. but i think that's wrong because it's not an opinion anymore, it's a lie. if i say jaye is ugly but she's really beautiful, it wouldn't be fair for her. fuck those people! i hope they bite their asses off in hell!
gahh! i don't wanna go on talking how on the day of chirstmas party, those lowlifes who bashed me because i opposed to having punk as a theme wore NOTHING CLOSE to punk!! i just hate them! fuck the shit of them! i hope they burn in hell! they just ruined what i perceived to be the best christmas party of my high-school! how dare them speak about something they don't really know about? how dare them use punk when they don't really know what it means? *tugs hair* god! i wanna pull out all of their hairs! they are pieces of shit!
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