Here’s the big question. How many times have you heard the phrase “I am not interested in you, leave?” If you answered 3-10 you’re way to needy. If you’ve never heard it you’re too pretentious, and if you’ve heard it once you need a date.
11 more months until Christmas!!! Wednesday, Jan 17 2007
Uncategorized 11:56 pm
There’s just so much negative things in this world that everybody is experiencing some form of depression. Husbands can’t look forward to go home after work and say “Honey, I’m home [and where's my dinner?(whisper)] because their wives are at work and she can’t cook. That sounds so feminist of me but it’s the truth. You’re probably thinking that my life sucks so much right now that the only thing I have to look forward to is Christmas. “You left out Valentine’s!” “What about Easter? Jesus died for our cause you know?!” “My birthday is coming up you insensitive pessimist!” these are probably some of the things you are saying to me right now, well, here are my answers. First of all I didn’t leave out Valentine’s, it didn’t come to me and my wallet can’t afford it without spontaneously combusting. Secondly, I’m not celebrating someone’s funeral you sicko. Lastly, your birthday is on the same day as Jesus’s funeral, I’m not celebrating someone’s death with someone’s baby. Now it’s time for the jokes. We, as humans (no we’re monkeys), always put our best face forward. We try our best to look as happy and cheerful as we could possible (unless you’re a 17 year-old like me then you just want to look depressed all the time to be “cool”) so that no one can see our pain. We all have pain that we endured day by day because we can’t drown it so we learned to live with it. I know of a woman who goes to work everyday with an attitude and a face that can life the post-partum depression right off of any woman. But that’s the only place she’s willing to be happy at. She lives at home with a husband who is secretly having an affair, a daughter who hates her because “I love him mom” (typical), a son who ran off with his girlfriend but then returned and is now a “recovering” cocaine addict, and she has cancer. I don’t really have a point to make because well, I just felt like writing this. Some days I just get these random thoughts in my head and I really just want to write them down. Okay, maybe there is a message behind this. If your life sucks, don’t cry and don’t pout. Look forward to new things even if they seem bleak and distant.
