Blame the disappearance of the wireless internet connection or just my plain laziness lately, but I could not bring my self to post any update on this blog of mine. I apologize for the lack of updates that add up the boringness into my boring blog. I am such unexplainable blogger. However, I would also like to blame my self for not finishing much of the assignments that are starting to freak the hell out of me. I mean, I know that everyone else has assignments to do but mine are like—a giant storm of nothing but assignments. I have to do a freaking library research of which I don’t even understand what does that actually means.
I have also been doing a lot of shopping lately that it is absolutely unsafe for my financial situation. I am not rich enough to continue with this torturing hobby. I should stop, literally. But could I stop when I live in an area where everywhere I turn would be shopping malls with things I want to buy. Come to think about it, it will never help me. I even blame FNC Music for this problem. How could they produce the single of FT Island and in less than one month, ready to release the band’s first Japanese full album and now, dearest vocalist, leader and rapper have successfully teased us fan girls with vague possible comeback—which means a new Korean release. More money, I have to say.
Here will be the part where I attach the part about how I hate some people that inhabit my living space right now. I mean, I could have like them but they make me hate them even more lately. They are doing things that make my life hard, as if I do not have a hard life in the first place. They are occupying the spaces in my life that I should have used to do something else. I need to get rid of them but I could not find a proper way. I need to disseminate bugs, you know what I mean. Get the fuck off my life, desperate people. I do not need any of you, seriously.
I have been thinking, am I ranting a little too much? But I like it, because it gives me a way to express my anger. I need a space to breathe and let go, and now that this quiet habitat of mine is no longer just the habitat I own to my self, I am considering the option of creating a new living space for my self. I need to rant more to become a better person. I mean, who would live better while keeping all bad things to one self, anyway?
To think about tomorrow and the probability of suffocating my self with the presence of the one particular hateful girl who is literally making me feel like I want to kill her during a group discussion scares the hell out of me. I am thinking of any escape options. I am crafting some sneaky reasons to excuse my self from tomorrow and the hell that will come with it, but that will only make me look bad in the eyes of the other two friends in my work group that I dearly like and do not mind spending the rest of the day with.
Should I think about a way to make that hateful girl excuse her self from the work discussion instead?
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