myWorldLoveBlog

I am not my blog.

sábado, março 16, 2002

A Conversão


Bien. Encheu o saco não ter nenhum comment. Resolvi escrever em português. Então tipo, agora esse blog é um treco bilíngue. É uma experiencia, enfim.

Can't you see I fucking hate me


I'm afraid to be alone
why suddenly everything sucks and I hate myself? why does it seem like everytime I feel this everything I've ever done and been was not as good as it seemed?

sexta-feira, março 15, 2002

Love Letter From The Throat


IRON MAIDEN'S GONNA GET YOU!!!!!!
I understand you. But I don't want to be a deadweight for you. I want to be with you, do you want to be with me? I understand you don't want to compromise, but even if you don't compromise, do you want me around? I don't want to be another problem for you, I don't know if you understand me but I have a life too and I have a present situation. And my present situation is that I'm very depressed, very stressed, very sad about everything and I wish I could have someone by my side, more than a friend.
I want a companion, someone who I can share things with, good and bad, who likes me for who I am and who I admire.
I understand you, do you understand me? If you need someone right now who doesn't give a shit about you, I understand that, just let me know because I care for you and regardless of wether we're just dating or truly compromised, I would want you as a friend and I would want to feel like I'm necessary. Cause if it's only me needing you here, then I'm out.
I'm tired of doing more than I can handle and then being dumped.
I'm tired of living like this and putting myself through so much shit because I trust in people and love them and they just reject me in turn because they only see their side of things.

love
THROAT

quinta-feira, março 14, 2002

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Just work. Don't ask.


Nando the donkey man
1:19am. School tomorrow. At least virgos.tk is looking sweet as sugar! Shame on me after telling all that stuff about priorities to Yas... *bash*
I hope I can keep mine straight this semester. Oh boy, but this site will be goood good :oP

terça-feira, março 12, 2002

Need To... SLEEP!


GOD HATES ME!!!Damn. Came home from a KoRn KonCeRt. I mean, alright, they're korn blablabla but I'm so so so much sure that any Staind concert beats them. Besides, I prefer so much more the bands that copy KoRn than themselves you know? But I gues I'm just complaining cuz I'm tired as hell and the concert was very very tiresome.
It was hot as hell, people were crushed, and they kept on pulling each other around to make things worse.
I wonder where all the KoRn loving girls with weird haircuts and stylish looks go to after the concert is over. I mean I NEVER see any girl like that in the street, let alone in college or the places I go to!!! Just that part is enough to make the concert worthwhile... And here are the BABES OF THE DAY!
Help me nando! I'm being crushed! MEOW!babe #1: comes from southern Brazil (which is almost babeland), has a kittie-like haircut, looks CUTE CUTE CUTE and is pissed off cause she's short and being smashed. "I can save your day babe!" says supernando with a sheepish smile. "just have some of my super-water" he says as he takes the big bottle of water from his bag making sure none of the people around sees it and becomes envious and destroys it or steals it. After being protected from the crowd, girl number 1 vanishes while looking for her friend. Some believe she was a ghost.
An artist's conception of what the blonde looked likebabe #2: she's blonde, she's cute, she's from sao paulo and she's gazing at me lilke insanely. It's amazing how I mindlessly went and talked to her, offering her to climb on my back. She said she would ask later but once Jonathan Davis walks in with the bag Pipe, she does not resist and becomes the tallest shoulder-sitting woman in the crowd! She holds nando's hands in a goooood way, but she has her big-ass cousin by her side so nando, who's a big dork, lets her go and doesn't get her phone number or giver her his. She leaves with a meaningful smile on her lips and holds nando's hand tightly as she leaves, and he feels even dorkier.

Well, then the KoRn concert was just like it should have been? Far from it. Wish I could've just stood up there and seen the band play, without having to worry about people stomping me to death. My shoelaces didn't love the idea of being destroyed either. And the sweat from 4000 people in my clothes isn't really fun either.

But hey. Now I hope we get more of those bands around here. And I'm glad I can say I've been to a KoNceRt once in my life. At last!

segunda-feira, março 11, 2002

I picture myself
with you at night
riding a horse
that could fly in the sky
And I'm holding your hand
and I'm feeling your heart
and you ask me to stay
but I say I must part

domingo, março 10, 2002

Nonags guy acts nagfully


I always felt good about nonags, but after this contact I've had with staff I feel like kicking someone in the eye. Dude, developers are THE only content in that stupid site. If it wasn't for us, they wouldn't have a site. Why does he have an attitude like that? All because I put the version number in the file name and put the wrong URL (which he figured by himself, but still he took the time to email me telling me "you're out goodbye").
Fucking asshole! Nonag's is not te only download sites and by far not the one who drove more people to my site, so shut up! I support you guys! be nice to me! dammit!

I Absolutely Hate Her


She's so careless that it makes me wonder if she cares at all... she didn't call today and we didn't go out and I didn't plan anything else for my day. Who am I fooling, it's not like I'd do 100 things if she had told me... but at least I wouldn't feel like a pile of shit, right?
I guess I do depend too much on this other person always... that's always wrong and I always do it. I just don't know what to do at these times. I wish I could just be alone and satisfy myself.
I spent all last night grabbing her mp3s. Why? Some hope that maybe I'd turn in the CD I printed and cut and put together myself for her... and maybe get a smile back... and maybe some trust...

Can I be Nando Poulain and see what nobody else sees?