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Lets begin, with things on my computer....
"If you don't like it, do it yourself."
"Je se voudrais
si je le pouvais
would like it if I could...
if I could do it..."
"Yasahii"
"Chiisagu"
"A man who has lost his romance is like a devil."
"In reality, the mind is very, very fragile. There are cracks in
everybody's minds."
"Why? Why not?"
"Trying to be a person, But they all say I'm worthless."
There. Right there. Of all the stuff I've written, drew, and glued
to my computer, that's the quote that my roommate happens to see. Which
boggles my mind, considering I'm rather territorial about people handling
and or breathing on my stuff.
But back to the point, I come home, light up a candle and turn on
some Ryan Downe (mmm... bargin bin music) and got ready to bask before the
computer screen until dawn. But lo and behold, one of the three roommates I
live with comes in and sits down on my bed.
Erika: "So... how are you doing, Michelle?"
Michelle: "Uh... ::puzzled:: fine I suppose."
Erika: "Oh, that's good. Say, there was something written on your
computer that really got me concerned."
Michelle: ::trying to think if she had written 'I hate all of you fully.' on
the computer yet:: "Really?"
Erika: "Yea, it was this one right here ::reads off the quote::
Michelle: "Well, that one's from a White Zombie cd" ::knowing full well she
wouldn't know White Zombie unless Mtv actually went back to
constantly playing some decent music::
Erika: "Oh, well that's good... I thought you were going to kill yourself
or something."
I'll stop right there. First off, why in the bleedin' hell would I
want to kill myself? Where the heck did she pull that one from? Yes, I can
generally be a grumpy person, like when namesay one needs to awake at six in
the morning to prepare for work (yay, workin at a petstore... abundance of
poop here I come!) and you're blasting your rap music until the bass rattles
the windows at one in the morning. Yep... just can't wait for someone to
call the cops for disturbing the peace and we all get kicked out.
Second, I'm sure as heck not going out that way. My dad took that
route because he was a coward. A guy in high school took that route because
everyone there were assholes (not to mention, which I pray to anything
listening, I might of been the final straw because he asked a girl out and
she said no -- everyone thought it was me... I can't even remember last
week, let alone high school. So again, please let that not be true, I
hardly knew the guy. Great to find out though, huh?). Honestly I want to
get old and annoy grandchildren before I die. They'll have to release me
into a field and send my children out to hunt mom down before she tries to
maul one of us.
Third, she finishes with, "Well, if you ever want to talk about it,
I'll be here." Like hell I would. I've advoided shrinks for a long while,
I don't need you when I have internal conversations with myself. Besides,
you've already proven yourself untrustworthy by rooting around in my
business. So nyah, I'm going to write even worse stuff on the computer now.
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