Eating: Butterbean goulash
Listening: Ben Folds - Still Fight It
Watching: Men In Pain (TVB series)
Wanting: Macbook, Cagiva Planet, new clothes... oh the list goes on
Either my mates are sick of me moaning on about the bitterness of life or they just don't want to know... so I'll let it all out to the unknown public instead, aren't you lucky!
Life is so depressing at the moment. It's winter, it's dark, no career, no money, not even a guy to cuddle up to at night, and last but not least it's Valentine's Day tomorrow and I don't even have a date. But what's really bugging me is that I don't even know what Valentine's Day mean? Is it just an occasion to meet up with someone half decent and probably slept with a few times (and if not, use the date as an excuse to do so hehe) or is it a chance for God to spite those of us who are clearly difficult and can't for the life of us keep a guy down (or up depending on how you interpret that)? The cynic in me is grumbling "who wants to fall in love anyway, better off growing old and living with cats"...
And do you know what else is bugging me? Men! One weekend you think you mean the world to them, 3 weeks after you realise you're just some tart he shagged. It doesn't even make sense. It's time like these I step back and think... am I the problem? What makes me so difficult and undatable? Is it the make-up (lack of), the hair, or do I suck that badly in bed? Or is it... the egocentric way that I type posts which make people fall asleep but feel obliged to read to remain one of my so called friends.
On a lighter note, Hong Kong was nice, Franda was great looking after me, and teaching English to 9 year olds meant I got to yell to my heart's content :) Enjoy the random pics!
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