kudos to me for being able to live such a mundane lifestyle, most people can't take the boredom that comes with it.
What's the most exciting event of my everyday life? I get to dig up feline turd. How awesome is that?? It's sort of like digging up treasure, but instead of me keeping it, it's thrown away, but not forgetting the awful stench that comes with it. If you want to be happy, you gotta sacrifice something.
And it's no fun playing the guitar for an audience (meaning friends and family, usually just one person) when no one knows the songs you're playing. I'd be happily strumming or picking away, glad to be showing of my solos and all, when no one could appreciate the awesomeness i've displayed for them cuz they don't know the flipping song!! That's 5 whole minutes wasted! And the sad part is, they'd be requesting songs that I'm not familiar with. That's when i totally felt isolated from the world. Radioes just don't exist in my world. I'm just forced to listen to lite.fm cuz that's what my dad listens to when we're the car. But now that he's bought a new car WITH a cd player installed, bye bye sad little music station, hello to MY collection of cds which i consider as real music. No offence to radio fans, it's just my opinion. Can't i express my thoughts without having to go through an argument? Just once?
Well, enough of this self pity. I guess my life isn't so bad after all. I've two cats to accompany me at home and three amazing friends to bring out the crazy side of me when they're around. There's nothing much to say about my family, sis and bro not around, mom and dad always arguing. My life is like a simple plan song. But, thanks to my friends, i'm able to get the fun out of life. Reasons why they're still my best friends after 5 years:
1. Though they're always calling me weird, it's not like eeww, you're weird. They say it as a statement, but they accept it. Or they'll joke about it and stuff, and i'm ok with it cuz THEY'RE ok with who i am. But their definition of weird is so broad. Just because i prefer the other vampire than edward i'm considered as a weird person with a weird taste in guys.
2. Fuiyoh, the times we've had, totally the best times in my life. I remember once we ordered mcd while we're still in school and we had to hide and chase after the delivery guy cuz that day the place was swarmed with prefects and disciplinary teachers. And then we skipped class and was forced to have our feast in the storeroom in the toilet. At one point, i thought i heard the sound of heels right outside the door and we all panicked. Trust aiyan to still be able to take a photo at such a dangerous moment. So we were shh-ing one another to shut up and after a few minutes, someone finally mustered the courage and opened the door...no one was outside also! And i got berated for causing them to shit their pants =D
3. I feel really comfortable with them, so comfortable that i'm sometimes able to let slip some of my secrets in life. Everyone knows i don't like talking about my problems and am very secretive. Heck, i don't talk to my mom about it too. So it's a huge thing for me to actually tell someone about my secrets. Before this, i'd feel embarassed about my little condition i had early this year. After i've told the B's about it, i'm so open about it, it's like a normal thing for me to talk about now, no longer a secret. I WAS TREATED FOR DEPRESSION, WHAT HAVE YOU GOT TO SAY ABOUT THAT?! But i must add, malaysian psychiatrists are useless. They're just in it for the money. I mean, charging a patient an average of 300+ for a half hour session while all they do is ask them stupid questions like do you have any siblings? What are your interests? Crappy stuff but nothing about why they're feeling sad. I went for 3 sessions, total of 1000+, with pills, and still he has no idea what's wrong with me. The only thing he managed to pinpoint was that i'm a goth. Dang, what's that got to do with my problems? Are you saying that i'm depressed because i'm goth? I'm so dark and morbid that being depressed is part of a goth's lifestyle? No wonder shrinks have bad reputations. All they do is diagnose that you have depression and then try to guess what you are, a goth? A psychotic maniac? A nerd?
4. They're always there for me. And i would like them to know that i'm always there for them too
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