Posts Tagged ‘screwed’

Screw you me!

{ Janeiro 31, 2009 @ 9:40 pm } · { Uncategorized }
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Today I should’ve done my nails, waxed, and exfoliated my face. Oh, and moisturized my hair, of course.

But instead I spend all day sitting in front of my PC eating as much chocolate cake I possible could. I’m actually surprised that I haven’t over and done with the cake yet.

And you know what? I don’t give a shit if you think that I’m ugly, you damn fag!

…

Oh shit! Yes, I do care. Satisfied?

Excuse me while I go eat a luscious lasagne,
~Vanny

Ps: Just if you’re curious, yes, I do weight 47kg/103lbs. I’m not lying, I swear! (I just got myself weighted up minutes ago.)

Here She Comes Again.

{ Novembro 13, 2008 @ 12:13 am } · { Uncategorized }
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You know when you feel that you have to do something, but you don’t know what it is?

And you become all agitated/anxious and you feel like restrained/imprisoned/claustrophobic because you have no idea of what it is, and in consequence, preventing you to do said ‘something’.

Yeah… That’s how I feel right now.

You want to scream, you want to shout, and you want to sing very loudly. But you can’t, since is past midnight.

That’s the prelude of my insomnia.

Wow, I could just write a song about it, that’s a nice title.

Anyway. I’m still paralyzed. Maybe that is what this is all about.

Just maybe…

Or I should just try to write, since the little obnoxious voice inside my head seems to agree that it’s all about making some improvement on my story, and I’ll feel much better if I just do it.

She could be right.

Actually, we both could be right.

Who cares?

…I do.

Having a screw loose,
~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…