> go get a life, why doncha?
im confused. i dunno how to "read signs" anymore.
reading between the lines is such a chore, really ... and so is pickingup hints and gawd knows im either too fcukin' slow for the uptake, or i over-react and/or overthink into an (seemingly) innocent situation ... and now i suddenly find myself left dangling in the wind ... like a balloon with the air left out ... and i swing about manically without a purpose ... saturday daylight running out fast ... how like that?
tho the irony of being lost and confused could always be "calmed" by doing one single thing; one single action: by opening and looking into my wallet ... and i am confused no more ... the empty compartment screams volumes and the answer in imaginary floating hot-pink-neon-lights pulsates and pumps and i get the hint ... and i put the phone down ... and turn away ... i gravitate to thy blog and proceed to whine about it ... quite the no-life-scenario that i had the distinct privilege to having it thrown back to me yesterday as these words were spoken point blank into my face: "you got no life ah?" - simple but yet effective ... (i like) ... my answer: "YAH LOR!" and that weren't no farnie reply meant neither! that was the truth and neither was i ashamed of it (well, not that much anyways) nor proud of it, becoz: that's just the way it is now, ya know? (tho i haveta admit, maybe that's why she bolted .. hhmmm ... damn )
peeps say: "change! change your life! go out! get out and have a life! go do something!
does "going out" equate to "having a life"?
couldn't "being at home, comfortable being online and typing away", be "a life" as well?
or does "having a life" really mean "having a life outside of your normal routine?"
then maybe it boils down to each and everyone's definition of what "having a life" means, innit?
what does "having a life" mean to you?
reading between the lines is such a chore, really ... and so is pickingup hints and gawd knows im either too fcukin' slow for the uptake, or i over-react and/or overthink into an (seemingly) innocent situation ... and now i suddenly find myself left dangling in the wind ... like a balloon with the air left out ... and i swing about manically without a purpose ... saturday daylight running out fast ... how like that?
tho the irony of being lost and confused could always be "calmed" by doing one single thing; one single action: by opening and looking into my wallet ... and i am confused no more ... the empty compartment screams volumes and the answer in imaginary floating hot-pink-neon-lights pulsates and pumps and i get the hint ... and i put the phone down ... and turn away ... i gravitate to thy blog and proceed to whine about it ... quite the no-life-scenario that i had the distinct privilege to having it thrown back to me yesterday as these words were spoken point blank into my face: "you got no life ah?" - simple but yet effective ... (i like) ... my answer: "YAH LOR!" and that weren't no farnie reply meant neither! that was the truth and neither was i ashamed of it (well, not that much anyways) nor proud of it, becoz: that's just the way it is now, ya know? (tho i haveta admit, maybe that's why she bolted .. hhmmm ... damn )
peeps say: "change! change your life! go out! get out and have a life! go do something!
does "going out" equate to "having a life"?
couldn't "being at home, comfortable being online and typing away", be "a life" as well?
or does "having a life" really mean "having a life outside of your normal routine?"
then maybe it boils down to each and everyone's definition of what "having a life" means, innit?
what does "having a life" mean to you?
