Retro-X by crystyx

Wednesday, March 03, 2004
people are full of shit.
rich moist stinking shit that i'd like to rub on your fat, made up face for slandering...
people are honestly full of shit. honest to goodness ok. hah. talk about being honest.
how would we know genuine from fake? authenticity from veneers? real, crinkly-eyed, ear to ear grins to painted, lacquered masks with frozen smiles painted on to perfection?
how sad is it in this warped world that we have to hide knives in one hand while shaking and holding another person's hand in the other and air-kissing them? mandatory greetings of,'hi, how are you?' with warm smiles and cold eyes follow. as soon as one person turns away, the other will take a second to scrutinize, turn back to their posse and start a malicious round of gossip about the person's whose makeup just got rubbed onto your face seconds ago.
fucking disgusting if you ask me.
i'm not angry.
just mighty disappointed and disgruntled with the world.
next time i don't lean in and mwah-mwah you, don't take it personally, yeah?
i just don't like a secondary coat of make-up rubbed onto my face and be so close to hypocrisy personified.

gist released @ 10:45 PM

xxx
Tuesday, March 02, 2004
heeeeeeavy breathing.

got back from school, had a craving for chocolates. bought kinda bueno and a hot dog bun with mayo. yummm.. usually before i have the dreadful pms, i'll get the craving for chocolates.(useless info, i know.)headed home. saw red paint splashed all over my neighbour's door. hmmmm. loanshark? probably. i am currently hooked on Nelly furtado's try. anyone kind enough to download it for me and pass it to me? heh. 56 k is a bitch. i miss cable connection. damn it.
oh yeah. got my bangs cut.but being the fickle minded me,i'll hate my bangs as soon as i end this post. no worries though, can sweep it over to the sides and taaa dah it'll look the same.. hmmm.. dad says my eyes looks smaller.as in sepet. what the shizzle my nizzle? feeling snoop dogg.

ive got my very own robot. do you? nyehhhhhhs to you.

gist released @ 3:59 PM

xxx
Sunday, February 29, 2004
Madness at its absolute finest.

dil is a strange( as in totally mad mad mad ) guy. and of course. the boyfriend too. they can hear a "perfect" ringtone and make a music video out of it. right there at bk with the cak-cak boy.. yes. mmmmm cakkk-cak boy.

know what?im beyond bored with myself. hair needs to change. needs to be dyed. or perm or frigging grow. i am not one for rebonded hair. but i need to get my school books and a sweater first cause it's damn cold in class. 24 degrees. damn it. tony thick skinned like hell lar. my class's okay. cold, can leave the class anytime. so have to have discipline lar. classmates all very loud. very expressive. all around my age.. and then there's this girl Maria. sucha sweetie. clicked with her the very first time i talked to her. yes i do talk..

oh. and suddenly.. my boyfriend's gay? rockkkkkkkks lar. stereotypers. stupidity at its best.

gist released @ 12:05 AM

xxx