Saturday, August 20, 2005

Mental gymnastics

As you ppl can see, i have reverted my blog interface back to its default of, what mr mimosa calls, gay lime green. Well..the html shit just didn't work for me so until i figure out how to do it, my site is going to stay gay.

I also decided that working 12 days straight does not exactly agree with my body. I get depressed toward the end. Yes, I do occasionally get depressed. It's not easy for me to stay depressed though because i consider being depressed a form of self-torture. If you can psych yourself out of a cranky mood, why not? Why stay unhappy (and make the rest of the ppl who are with you suffer as well) when you can play some mind-games with yourself and instantly feel better?


I think i sometimes play too many mind-games with myself for my own good. Sometimes, i think some people should just be given a good hiding. Sometimes, I want to just slap certain assholes and dickheads across the face. I just want to laugh in the face of the pompous and obnoxious just to show them how ridiculous they are. Sometimes, I just feel like telling every single person to F off. But most of the time, i just play along. Why? Life's easier this way. I guess the only problem is that occasionally, you feel as if you are being walked all over just like a freaking doormat.

I just can't understand why some people go all out to prove to others that they are right..and that others are wrong. Who cares?

My philosophy is, just do it. Then find some sneaky way to side-track and get what you want. Who cares what the means is if u can get to the end?

In anycase, I'd like to apologise for sounding so cynical and cranky...because that's exactly how im feeling right now. And FYI, it's not pms. This is just how missbeh is when she's in a bad mood.

XxX,

audrey at 00:42

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