I think that my Mum worries about me too much.I see her bemused and dispairing look whenever she reads some of my entries.'You need a girlfriend.' That's what she told me.I honestly thought about it, and came to this conclusion:-Let us, hypothetically, say that I can get a girlfriend, which I can't.-When would we go out? I'm busy Monday, Tuesday, Wenesday, Thursday and Sunday.-Let us say that, hypothetically, we find time. What do we do? I am a terrible converstaionalist, and there is only so many times you can go bowling.Conclusion:Don't bother.
There is nothing wrong with being dark, sarcastic and ironic. Nothing at all.In fact, I feel it should be taken as a compliment.How many people do you know have been described as 'happy'? What about 'funny'? 'Bubbly personality'? 'A legend'?Everybody gets these labels. Everyone in the world. I bet even Stalin was a 'lovely person really'.But someone having the courage to call you dark, sarcastic and ironic is wonderful. It means that you are truly unique. A minority. It's something that you should be proud of, not insulted by. Rejoyce! Be dark, sarcastic and ironic. Be you!
Redemption song...Who knows the story of King David? You know the one. He had a guy killed in order to show his misses his harp, if you know what I mean.He hated himself afterwards. Who wouldn't? So he wrote a bunch of songs saying sorry, basically.Redemption songs. Didn't work, poor devil. Reason being, they were so good. And as everybody knows, hell has the best tunes.Yup. We got Mozart, Elvis and a whole bunch of others. Not Shoenberg, though he deserves to be here.If you don't want to end up in hell, don't be a musician.
An ode to A-Levels, and the events within themOh! A-Levels!You make my heart go a' singing Oh! A-LevelsI hate it when the bell starts a' ringing To my classes I am never lateOne of my friends wasPoisoned by potassium manganate. I have disected a ratAlong with the words in poemsAnd Italian unificationDoesn't rhyme with poem.It seems that in chemistry We have just been told liesAnd you will never guess whoIn Atonment dies.Oh! A-Levels!You make my heart go a' singing Oh! A-LevelsI hate it when the bell starts a' ringing
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