No. 255

The Irony of my Life:

You know how some people are just stricken with stragedy, I mean, that really afflicts them, not like my symbolic stragedy like how Keiko died, how my uncle died, the demise of pop whatever right, I mean, some people have some real issues, some real problems, like say for instance Weird Al and how his grandparents both died together recently do to a carbon dioxide accident. Come on, I mean he's lucky that he got to enjoy the company of his grandparents for such a long time since he's so old, but I mean, what a tradegy that he says to deal with. Some people go through life so unafflicted, simply because "ignorance is bliss." Why can't I have that in my life right, I mean, why not me, but no, apparently everyone tells me shit and no one else, it's like I'm suppose to bear it all for them, and the worse thing is that I do... I mean I naturally feel for them, sometimes it may seem like I don't, but I do geninuely care. That's why I feel so hurt not in sobbing but more irate when someone turns one me, like I could go Naomi Campbell on them and chunk my mobile at their head. So, for this ignorance is bliss, this one person will lead the happiness times of their life until that person finds THE NEWS and then that person's world may come crumbling down, and we're not talking materially, but emotionally, physically, and all that someone has worked for will seem completely null and void.

Striking Thoughts

We come into this world crying right, well most of us if not all of us, then we go out of this world crying too. I mean, of course no longer is it a cry of joy, but I realize how it's so wrong to cry, like in our society, no one is suppose to cry, you just don't do it and suck it up, but I mean, why? It makes people uncomfortable and then they start to cry too?

Yes, so following the demise of certain persons pertaining to myself, someone unmentioned and someone in the public eye a la Ex-Spice Girl Victoria Posh and Beckham. First off, he's one fine metro here and I mean maybe he was the one that was deemed the first ever metro, so he cheats apparently. Thinking back to the whole Usher and Chili thing, he's way to young and she's too old-sorry that generation gap ain't working, but Becks and Posh, everyone thought they were golden, they'd love to shop together and loved their kids...so sad and I mean what the fuck right, Posh looks great-most of the time even though she's mega skinny, I mean she seems to have it all, yet apparently Posh just doesn't do it for Becks anymore. Ironic ain't it? I mean, hot boy plus hot girl you'd think would be fab with no cares and all the benjamins in the world, well apparently not because he goes for the PR girl, dear god, it's like a PR's splendid dream/nightmare and not refering to Luzzie Grubman natch. For some reason, I really feel for poor Posh, not Becks-after all I mean his life is like a buffet with little consequence of bloating or getting fat, but I mean, Posh come on, she's skinny after having two kids, can't get the whole singing thing down, had a fab hubby that most people say are even more fab not only in the abs but all around then Posh, what is a girl to do? Seriously? Can she just say, well Becks, stop fucking other people then we'll be fine, end relationship-but he's fine and they seemed ok-just a long distances, I mean, who needs to be the better person, is the moral thing to do possibly the wrong thing to do? More seriously, What am I to do? What is the world to do? This is an open-ended question not pertaining to Posh and Becks.

Bourghetto

My new word, think of Jay and Beyonce. I think I heard it on VH1. It is the IT word.