.Ramblings of ayunie.

This is AYUN
Her organiser's over here.
And her art over here.

This blog is not about GORE. It is about the finer points of life and how much we can live it by enjoying it to the fullest...

NOT!

This is GOHR-blog. Nothing will make sense here now...I think.

Well this is new.

I am angry. Worried for him, but still angry nonetheless.

Why? No idea. Its definitely not me PMSing. But I am very irritated with the way I work and act recently. Childish, ignorant, and not me at all. My other selves are trying to tell me that, but its true that all of us can't figure out a way to solve the problem. How do you change yourself to suit others?

I am a useless bitch who probably gave people more problems more than help. It's raining outside. I wonder how our booth is doing. I'm gonna go check.

I'm here typing out allthis crap nobody reads because I am useless out there. No matter wad I do, it'll be wrong and I'd be told off.

I want to do something that I can be useful in. But I'm not useful at all. So I shall try find things I might be useful at.

I don't know what, though. Should I try teaching art? Idonno.

Sigh. Gonna go check on the booth now. And I shall shut up and not say anything.

Or maybe I shall. Nobody reads here anyway.

you hurt me. i don't think i ever intentionally hurt you this way. and now you're treating me like dirt. i feel worthless and nobody needs me now i guess. probably.its you who make me feel so low and bloody useless.

thanks eh for making me feel like this.

Tuesday, November 13, 2007

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Tuesday, November 13, 2007