Tuesday, October 07, 2008,9:54 AM
sometimes..
you get the feeling of wanting to be someone else.
or want a miracle or fantasy to help.
i feel like that now.
i feel like entering the world of Enid Blyton's stories i used to read.
then i can approach some kind pixies or faries to save me.
or some dame.
then she'll hand my some magic dust or potion.
and the next thing i know, all my problems are solved.
and all my dreams come true.
yeah, if only life was like that.
now life feels as if i've offended some elf or imp.
and they're ought to get my for it.
so they try ways and means to hurt me.
if only i hadn't offend that elf.
if only my life could've been changed by a speck of magic dust given by a fairy.
if only
Idiot was really stupid.
then
It wouldn't be leaving soon.
Idiot shattered my life.
It's all
Idiot's fault.
it's not like i've stepped on
Idiot's toes.
i merely fell..and
It has to treat me like that.
hooboy.
stop it,
Idiot.
i surrender.
but please don't do what-i-was-told-you-were-gonna-do.
and all i need is a fairy to get me out of this now.