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Friday, July 02, 2010

Hello. Today was youth day. Had a rather enjoyable day.

First of all, a rather funny picture to share with y'all.
(via fuckyeahalbuquerque)
(via FYSA)

So, I know that it is impossible for me to ever, ever finally achieve the goal I have been aiming for about 1/5 of my life. But it's just that the thought of it simply makes me feel so helpless and hopeless. I give up really easily and many would say that I'm strong inside but I really am not. I know that I have my studies to concentrate on but yeah, every day I come home, I point the middle finger to myself in the mirror (yeah I do) and punch the toilet's wall where it isn't hollow, so as to not make a sound. Venting my anger had never been so easy before. And seriously, it's just me, blame me for having such a loser personality. :D I love my life.

Sorry for the sad posts. I promise I will be bouncing with happiness tomorrow, I hope. :D

Yours Truly,
Ben

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