Beautiful Confusion. and some cussing.

So,
how is everyone?
I am feeling rather odd, i am not sure if i am okay, or sad?
My phone got stolen, in Hatfield. I wasnt supposed to go out, - that fucked up - and i ended up going to pretoria-north in a bus. was a good evening till they stole my bloody phone.

anyway, i have been thinking.
shocking, i know. But life is a cluttered confusion. Now, i know its been said a bazillion times in many pretty and skillful ways, but its something i thought was a joke, but its really fucking serious. life is a mess.
But, id not have it any other way.
I dont get what i want, when i want. though i do want to.
people get mad for no real reason, and then stay mad. sometimes the silly madness gets to evolve, yay us! and then, friendships die, beautiful. i know.
But its true.
Sometimes the milk is sour, and sometimes you have to pay someone to tell you, that you are fat. and then have them rub it in by making you eat nothing.
but its all worth it. in the end.
which is odd, considering that in the end, we die? As in the beginning, we were born?
wtf right?
im so confused.


Also, life sans phone isnt that bad, unless someone mentions the efficiency the live with when the Blackberry is working.
If no ones mentions it, i forget. and im pretty sure feel "normal" again.
its rather strange.

Oh, poetry. ive not posted poetry in ages. But ive not read poetry in ages either. Ive been to busy reading novels and writing short stories - they fucking suck - to shove poetry into the equation. Ive also not had wine and emilie days in AGES.
But, im sure all is well, and shall return to normality soon.
if not.
fuck you.
that was harsh? right? yay me.

So, i was thinking, well not just me, me and a friend. we shall write a very rude, crude, bashing, evil and well shameful stand-up comedy act, and perform it. it shall be called one and a half girls, and it will be the best thing your eyes have experienced. your ears have never heard such laughter, and your voice shall be cracked up. fun? anyone feel like this is a good idea?

Does anyone even read this fucking blog?

Okay boys and girls, trans-gendered and animal-like beings.
im sleepy.
but i will go watch some tv.

keep well.
love fookers.