Filed under: cats
fuzzy ducky had a friend, and her name was miming.
Filed under: Uncategorized
When you’re down and out. And there’s nothing else to do. Whatever you see. Whatever you do. Do not try this at home.
http://jayisgames.com/dead/game.php
One of those creepy macabre escape the room games. Knock yourselves out.
Filed under: An Adventure
And so i followed a path that was not necessarily deserted as i can see faint marks of varied sizes of what seemed to me as footprints. Rune magic is hard for me to understand as i was and has always been a follower of the way of the druid. Footprints.. paw prints.. a lot of them.. but very faint. It seems as if they have gone far far ahead of me. But hell bent as i am, i continue walking. just keep walking, legs. don’t fail me now. you’ll get there soon enough.
Runes.. It would grant me power. Power beyond my dreams. Power over an entire world. Not that i’m a megalomaniac S.O.B. But still it would greatly increase my skill as a druid if i have the power of ancient runes working for me.
And now i close this journal and drop the quill inside my bag. Get up. And start walking again.
Filed under: Random Ramblings
So i was playing DotA a few hours ago and by some odd miracle i beat Riot. He’s using Meepo and I’m using Enchantress. After I handed his sorry ass to him on a silver plate made of 3 blade mails a vanguard and guinsoo’s scythe of vice, he claimed Meepo was a broken hero. So we made a new match and he used the same hero and I used Vengeful Spirit. He beat me silly and handed my sorry ass to me via lothars edge.
So then, if Meepo is indeed a broken hero, then it means I’m a poor excuse for a Vengeful Spirit ’cause he beat me fair and square. Of course inside of my head I’m still entertaining thoughts of he’s just too chicken to admit that, I (a total idiot) beat him during the first game. It keeps me sane.
Filed under: Emolation
All I can say is that my life is pretty plain
I like watchin’ the puddles gather rain
And all I can do is just pour some tea for two
and speak my point of view
But it’s not sane, It’s not sane
I just want some one to say to me
I’ll always be there when you wake
Ya know I’d like to keep my cheeks dry today
So stay with me and I’ll have it made
And I don’t understand why I sleep all day
And I start to complain that there’s no rain
And all I can do is read a book to stay awake
And it rips my life away, but it’s a great escape
escape……escape……escape……
and so i did go to that exam in spite of all the …. spite i had to endure. and the little demons inside my head laughing at me telling me i cannot do it because nobody believes in me. and i always kept forgetting that no one in this world can make me feel inferior without my consent. so i went to the exam. and finished the damn test. my head still hurts until now. but it will pass. and i hope i do too.
Filed under: Emolation
And I am still the same old lazy ass bitch i used to be. I keep leaving jobs.. I keep applying for jobs I know I’d be leaving anyway, sooner than later. Tomorrow, I’m not goin after something I can’t do anymore. I’m actually trying to go after something that let’s me go to work on mornings and sleep at night.
Its sad when the only person you’d want to believe in you, no longer does. For good reason. I cannot blame that person. I’ve been nothing more than a letdown for the past few years. I have wasted my time. Yes. Wasted. I should know. My father always said, failures are not a waste of time, it only becomes a waste if you do not learn from it. How would I know I did not learn from my failures? Simple. I keep doing it again. I should stop disappointing myself. It breaks my heart. It breaks yours. I know. Inspite of everyting you say to me or yourself, you do care. I know I’m not supposed to write about my poor excuse for a life anymore. But seeing as I’m not ready to tell my friends (I’m lucky to have but a handful) about how I feel because honestly, my self esteem is so low as I feel that my life is insignificant. And that it would be a bother to them to waste their time talking to a lost cause like me.
Yes, I guess I am a lost cause. When.Will. It. Stop? Soon. I hope.
I’m not suicidal tonight. No. Not tonight. I have an interview tomorrow. This lost cause wants to be found.
Filed under: Bear
as the day goes by, i realize that:
- buses are not to be trusted more than jeeps;
- do not believe everything people tell you because instead of arriving at the place you’re supposed to go, you end up elsewhere;
- ask better questions;
- eat before leaving the house; and
- do not feed the bears
and so you wanna taste my kung fu?
Filed under: Bear
brother bear said to the other “don’t tell mom where i hid the grass…”
Filed under: Bear
not son.. daughter. i always had a soft spot for samwise’s pandaren. this particular picture, it more than inspires me. i don’t really think there’s a need for words right now.
