Why I Hate My Life

Why I hate my life...

actually, why i fucking hate my 'blog-mate', aka. ghost man since he doesnt post JACK shit on this blog. i mean seriously, it was his idea and he convinced me, and now he runs off? what the heck man. after joy-riding shit...

well because my creativity kind of stems from in part my blog-mates ideas, i find it difficult to be inspired, when thres ntg in the posts..

but anyway, i want to rant abt valentines day.

what is valentines day? its nt abt hearts and roses, its all about them greenbacks and sultans (u knw, benjamins in usa is alot, and sultan is on the RM note? hahahahaha ha.... right.) Basically the commercialization of valentines have taken out the supposed meaning of true love by instigating a neccessity in the fact that there is only one day when one is supposed to show one's appreciation of one's loved ones. Shouldn't we appreciate our loved ones day by day not on february the 14th?

and heres this: looking up valentines day on wikipedia- http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Valentines_Day it says that valentines day was a PAGANISTIC ritual meant to celebrate two christian matrys named Valentine. It's only then that Geoffrey Chaucer (bloody bastard who wrote canterbury tales...) made it romantic. If that isn't enough to convince you that valentines day is naturally fcked up, look at the fcking Valentines day massacres! Obviously not romantic in the slightest.

but anyways, that was my rant of the day. Fcking out of jokes, need poopy's shit (no pun intended) so that i can insult someone and actually perpetuate the ideal that i have a sense of humor. but until then,

cheerio

WHOOPS sorry

i forgot i wasnt supposed to swear but to randomly shout the names of greek and roman gods (redundancy redundancy).

arhhhhhhhh! I BROKE MY PROMISE! BY ZEUS THE GOD OF THUNDER!

yeah... cheerio x2