dissatisfied

Note: the below is an unfinished work and therefore is not fully understandable. as stated below, there is no impact, i.e. I have not given a satisfying conclusion to my thesis statement. please read as such.

I have learned, in a tangible way, that my wants will never be fully satisfied.

For the past few weeks, I've been simply aching to eat at Burger King. Yes, aching. Part of it because their fries are so much better than McDonalds' (yes they are. you know they are.) and partly because Stevie has been to BK several times without me.

So on Friday, we went to Burger King.

As soon as I stepped into the - I won't call it a restaurant, because really, it isn't - place, my achingness was diminished somewhat by the Halloween decorations all over the place. I abhor Halloween decorations.

Then, the lady got our order wrong. Man, she had some serious attitude.

Having removed all obstacles, we sat down to enjoy our whoppers and fries. And I discovered that I no longer take pleasure from eating fast food.

I had been longing to go to Burger King for the longest time, and now that I was actually there, I wished to be someplace else.


I sound so melodramatic. but really, the above is true. I just haven't found the punchline/impact.

My writing embarasses me, in a way. Even casual stuff like this. Writing reveals one's soul. vulnerability. that's why personal blogs are dangerous.

okay, this post is getting out of hand. I shall make like a choleric zebra and dash into the horizon. what's that you say? mixed metaphors and catachresis? terribly sorry for the brain damage, I take no responsibility.

lamentations of a chat-less soul

cheesy, huh? really sad, too, you might add. how about melodramatic?

well. so my complaint is this. whenever I log onto google chat/talk/whatchamacallit, there are only boys on. and since I'm currently not allowed to chat with boys, except on business matters, i.e. debate, I have been chat-less for...a long time. WHY ARE YOU GIRLY PEOPLE NEVER ON WHEN I'M ON?

there. I'm done. chatting is really pointless. so it's not like I really care. just thought I'd let you know.


Faithful are the wounds of a friend, but the kisses of an enemy are deceitful. Proverbs 27:6

oh, the above verse has nothing to do with what is above the verse. really. I just wanted to share the verse. and I happened to smush two dissimilar things in one post.

oh frabjous day! calloo, callay!

Now where did I read that today? I've been seeing that line pop up in quite a few places today. Lewis Carroll is really a very delightful author. I used to get him mixed up with C.S. Lewis. hehe...

hehe looks really really bad. No one laughs like "hehehehehe".

IKEA is a frabjous place. Especially the marketplace. My room finally looks a little more put together now, thanks to dark purple accents.

Some emails take a lot of energy and brain quota to write. I am very frustrated. Because you simply can't express emotion and tone of voice in typing, no matter how many emoticons you put in.

I have 24 bug bites. This is not right. Not right for October. No one living in Central Jersey should have to suffer from 24 bug bites in October.