Ohh, I fucking hate cellphones. They’re essential botherations.
And I hate needing to shop for one even more. Bah. Cellphones are such a fail. And even more so is those stupid stupid touch phones….baaah I hate touch screen things except for the computer screen…and I only like that because it’s practical for my line of work. But yeah…do not like touch screen technology. And I don’t like slidy 3G QWERTY keyboard whatever the hell else you may have on your phone, technology. I like flip phones…and as long as there’s bluetooth and a camera, i’m good. And the camera I wouldn’t even need if not for not owning my own digital cam..and the bluetooth is to easily send my music to and from the computer. But man…cellphones. The master of anxiety.
So…I think i’m figuring out what matters to me. Ahah, i’ve said this a zillion times. But there’s a change. My eyes are a bit dimmer but they also glint rather than shine…it’s just stronger….bahh..I think i’m more aware…of neccesities…of..the bottom lines and the ceiling heights of my life. And some of these neccessities seem kind of…’superficial’ when taken out of context…but the only context they will truly be in is that of my life. So it continues.
Ehh….on another note, mann….fuck boys lol. And girls! fuck em all. I’m not instructing you to, i’m giving the concept the finger. You know what I mean. Like…I just don’t care anymore. Waste of my goddamn time, feelings, money, effort, and whatever else. expected to be a girl SUCKS because you’re usually the one longing for a stronghold in the form of “mister/mrs awesome for me” baaah…i’ve given up, at the age of 20..after a 4 year long bad experience haha. What a wimp am I…but at least i’m healthier this way. And much more confident.
So fuck all that. I need to find my place…now that i’ve found my spinal cord and my brain.