Frustration

I want to buy a diary. Shit. Where am I going to buy one anyway?
Been doing nothing all day... Woke up at two in the afternoon... Yeah my life here is between heaven and limbo. Yeah and I’m complaining. Must shut up.
Well better to spend my day here like this than having a repeat performance of yesterday... I punch the cousin of my cousin. Too bad he's build like a porky rock. If ever there is something as such.
Asshole.
That he is. Shit. I want to kick him. Well I did. But he's stupid so he thought I was fooling around.
Dunce.
And I even step on his balls. Well it seems he was turned on by that.
Pervert.
I want to strangle him but that would only grease my hands.
If I was only back at my country, maybe I could ask someone to kill him. Yeah. That would be nice, and the good people will thank me.
Did nothing new today, just tortured some plants and some frogs. And talked with my dad... Which he wrangled me to do some evil stuff.
I’m not evil.
Just sick.
Yeah there's a difference.
Today's Cris birthday. Yeap he's evil... Well maturely evil. And he's been asking me to do some logo for his company. Too bad my mind's still on vacation mode. It's not conditioned for thinking mode yet. I like that guy. Even if he is a decade older than me.
And Joanne has a boyfriend, one she met on the chat. Sheesh, no one meets properly these days.
I could marry my computer then.
yippee...
Now I have this other friend. Sebi. Short for Sebastian. Romanian. And lives 24 miles from Dracula’s castle. Imagine that. He makes sites. The S and M... Bondage and other kinky lala. He's handsome too. Hmm. At least I don't go that type.
And another one, a weird friend... He wants to fly over here and marry and have babies... Yes, your hearing is good, babies. And he didn’t even know me. Suicidal... Reminds me of John... Only worse.
Yes, I am a weirdo magnet. Throw me to a room with one weirdo among million of people and I would attract him. That's why I tend to be harassed everywhere anytime. That's why I tend to shoo off guys.
Ah yes, watering plants... I was doing that until the dog slobber all over me. I was thinking of throwing him to the pool... But alas I’m not that wicked yet.
Don't worry I’ll practice.
Mom hates the dog too. No one could love anything that stupid. In a one to ten stupid scale... The dog would be on the eleventh.
And that makes me more stupid cause I talk to the dog.



tragedically bored