Hey allCan you believe it? It’s wednesday. More accurately, this was Wednesday. School starts Monday. And I still have a big biology project and two IT projects that I still haven’t done. After, like, three weeks of holidays. I really should do them, I guess, but I really don’t feel lke it. Big surprise there.Never mind that though. Today was cool enough I guess. I spent the morning cleaning my room (again). It might actually win something after today’s cleanup. I then spent some time browsing for some nice junk to put on my blog, but eventually only came up with an invisible hit counter and a Madam and Eve cartoon. I originally considered a Zapiro cartoon, but there was something wrong with the server and whatever. Zapiro is the most brilliant political cartoonist in the world, in my opinion. He isn’t biased at all. If you act like an idiot, he’ll make you look like an idiot. If your rivals act like idiots, they’ll be made to look like idiots. Like my favourite quote (Which you can find in the left-hand column) says “We are all idiots.” lol
The rest of the stuff out there was mainly useless, colourful junk.
I then went to go help Leon with some cables. You see, we have an electronic engineering business and on the side we make cables for certain companies.
Well today, them crazy people decided to place a huge order of a couple of hundred cables (really complex ones mind you) due tomorrow! Like that’s gonna happen any time soon. So, having nothing better to do, I went to go help Leon, the guy who makes them. It was cool: I got to irritate him and make money at the same time. True, my fingers are half raw and it hurts to type, but what the hey. I make R60-70. Which is not something to turn one’s nose up at all you rich americans and english people. When your monthly pocket money is spent the month before and you still owe money on top of that, R65 can do a lot. True, it can’t buy a new motherboard or more ram or probably even a good book, but still. Every little bit helps.
So I was sitting there innocently making cables and I ask Leon why he has two silver bangles presticked to the wall. Apparently, they belonged to his girlfriend. Him!! Have a girlfriend! No offense, but all he’s interested in is World of Warcraft, downloading, dragons, sleeping and eating. And probably breathing. I had no idea that he could be interested in girls. Luckily, he also hates reading, so the chances of him finding this are, like, 0.000000001.Leon says he’ll bring me WoW and help me ingame. He also told me about his one friend. He is, like, really smart and good at computers. He’s also good at drawing, has a sense of humour and he’s single. Hm…. Unfortunately, he’s 21. Turning 22 this weekend. Oh well, a girl can dream can’t she? And I am so not putting his name here, since he’s permanently on the internet. Even though I doubt that he likes blogging. Or reading blogs. But you never know. Better safe than sorry, right?
I am now back to being a happily depressed vegetable again. Or whatever.
I wonder how my friends are doing. I don’t have any of them people’s numbers since I never have my cell on me and it’s permanently off anyway. They were gonna go to Gold Reef City last week, but I couldn’t go considering the fact that I was totally wasted from not sleeping at all the night before. Since we were watching DVDs. And playing darts. And swimming.
And lying on trampolines. It was all totally innocent though. So innocent that we weren’t even playing dare. Not that I didn’t try to initiate a game, but never mind that slight detail…
I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I desperately want something, but I don’t know what it is. I was feeling totally fine a couple of minutes ago.
*Sigh*
And no. I don’t do drugs or alcohol or anything else you sick-mined people.
It’s just like I feel so empty. Like there’s something missing. Actually more like half of me is missing and my empty inside is showing like a gaping, broken easter egg. Yeah, more like that.
/me sighs again
[I used to sigh a lot when I was little. My mom said that I sounded like a sad, old woman. Maybe it is. I wouldn't know since I'm the one doing the sighing and not the one listening to it. Excuse me. I am prone to totally random thoughts. But then, this is for random rants so whatever.]
Yeah, so I’ll turn from a depressedly happy vegetable into half a broken easter egg with it’s empty inside showing. Maybe I’m bipolar, but whatever.
Your broken-easter-egg-like Sarcastic Poet
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