Posts Tagged ‘Garbage’

Run, baby, run!

{ Janeiro 28, 2009 @ 5:08 am } · { Uncategorized }
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Funny how the most trivial things just makes you realize some things important.

Like when you’re watching your boiling nodlles’s water and start comparing the small bubbles of oil that you’ve put on top of the water with your own miserable file. Something in the lines of: ‘Although that one small bubble took longer to blend and go where it should, it did, even when I thought it would not. Just like me. I might be late, but I’ll always bloom.’

Or how you realize watching a show called ‘Samantha, Who?’ – geniously made, by the way – that you, and by that I mean me, and Mr. Naru would never work out in a relationship, since I think so highly about him, that would actually blow my ego and I would always feel miserable and unworthy around him even if someday – in my wildest fantasy – he did felt something more about me.

Life is funny, and has the strangest ways to show you that.

Says the girl addicted in poupeé,
~Vanny

What about the blog fever?

{ Outubro 29, 2008 @ 11:01 pm } · { Uncategorized }
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Really?

I thought it was so last year.

I’m just guessing that is really trendy these days to have a blog to discuss anything, anything at all, but not yourself. I suppose it make people feel – or at least sound – knowledgeable.

Wasn’t the idea of a ‘blog’ to have a virtual ‘diary’?

And I bet that if you had a ‘diary’ to write on, you wouldn’t write about such trivia matters, since you don’t have to sound that intellectual to yourself, do you?

It’s funny how people really change when there’re others implicated.

Not that I am complaining, though. I really envy people who have that amount of information to write about.

Enough about others blogs.

I am caught up inside a very bad financial problem, and I need a job.

And I am tired of watching the rain while I singing ‘I’m Only Happy When It Rains’.

It won’t make me go anywhere, save to the bottom, sit and mop around. It’s the same thing I’ve been saying to me for weeks, and yet, I don’t seem to really get it, do I?

Way to go!

Now I’m screwed,
~Vanny

Ps: but I still want a BJD after all…

So, it’s a date.

{ Setembro 3, 2008 @ 4:33 pm } · { Uncategorized }
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Yep, I knew you would surrender.

Now, if you don’t appear on Saturday I’m gonna hunt you down. And don’t you dare try excuses.

Yes, really foolish on my party to try again after that fall. But I’ll get back up and do it again and again.

I just want it. Much.

Go baby, go.

Goodbye girl boy, because I’m lonely.
Goodbye girl boy, it isn’t over.
Goodbye girl boy, you know you want me.
Goodbye girl boy, yes I’m a loser.

I’m cheating on you, yeah,
I’m thinking of you, yeah,
You’re cheating on me.

Goodbye girl boy, you are the only one.
Goodbye girl boy, I know you want me.
Goodbye girl boy, now if you’re lonely.
Goodbye girl boy, why don’t you join me?

I need a shower,
~Vanny

Ps: this post was pretty much a compilation of diverse music I was listening to.