mantra

Out of damp and gloomy days, out of solitude, out of loveless words directed at us, conclusions grow up in us like fungus: one morning they are there, we know not how, and they gaze upon us, morose and gray. Woe to the thinker who is not the gardener but only the soil of the plants that grow in him.

- friedrich nietzsche

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school will commence on the 2nd of april and i am thrilled. i have never been so excited about education before. this will be something refreshing. there's this tingling feeling inside. i think that's mostly my diarrhoea, but hey -- a feeling is a feeling.

i am watching 3rd rock from the sun on dvd, episode by episode, series by series. they say absence makes the heart grows fonder, and this is really true. each episode coudln't have been more humorous now that the series have long ended.

i am re-prioritising my life. not exactly sure where to sytart or what i am supposed to do, but i know this: it involves removing one of my rabbit, and adding a pekingese or a papillon, or a persian to my household. this will be heavily frowned upon by my parents, but anything that makes their hearts cringed and fold into a fetal position crying their hearts out while cursing the heavens is definitely on top of the list. oh how i adore uprooting tradition-bounder authority figure.

i am listening to mariah carey's 'don't stop'. that could only mean one thing: i am fucking happy. when i am happy, i love verbally abusing innocent bystander. since i am too lazy to get out of my house and spew obscenities on random strangers, i thought i'd extend an open invitation. if you're a sick masochist, please email me a detail of your life, and a picture of your mother. i guarantee i will hurl obscenities and profane words about your mother and heritage. please co-operate.

have a nice day. fuck you.

posted by frau frump.

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