Tuesday, February 3, 2009

rage against the public machines

umms before i say anythings about the fucking rage of PT,
i too will disclose the reasons for a blog.
i've previously had a xanga, one where the posts are now all private and the page is blank so dont' even bother going there. but when i read back on these posts however, i find myself once again sitting in my chair so many years ago typing away my feelings, which are hidden between the lines, the shit is all stuck to it. i know what i was trying to say, how i was feeling, what was happening. the shit itself, the words themsevles, may have just been words and content hold no particular meaning at all, just mockery and jokes, but it all reflects me, something which i surprisingly enjoyed reading up when i had nothing to do one emo evening.
i dont' normally read blogs, waste of times and stuff.but i will read what is on this one, because it is of my friends, people who i have got to know and become close enough to be able to see through them. i know some people enjoy reading stuff, i acutally can't find the time to read, it takes too freakn long, i have other shit to do like play dota and what not.
but essentially, the blog is for myself, and my friends, and for the memories which i may have missed about my personality and character when i grow old and get alzeimers, i think i have some of that shit already.. readers can read, but i write for me, i mean i do write other shit too for myself, more specific shit about deeper problems, but they're kept private to myself, until a time i wanna be like OMG IM gay or something. lols. here i can share with my friends my other problems or what not.
contradiction is inevitable.

yeh im not in the mood to go into that shit lol
so ANYWAYS
i rage at PT for their unpunctualness. like wtf mangz lols. like when they're not late, they're early, so you always thinkyou missed them, and some are on itme, which fucks it all up, its not fuckign constant, they just fuckgin come whenever, and its not like they come often either, so like GET FUCKED, like fuckgin shit, ruin my fucking life waiting for buses, or missing or whatever, like fuck. i like to be punctual and shit, but like. along comes the oh so fucking reliable bus and i see myself late, and like DUDE that just full fucks up my attempt to be on time. like wtf. so goes for trams, they just come late, like in the city its usually ok, when there are trams constantly moving along, but when its from home, what the fucking shit. rage. i dont' catch trains, but when i do, they're late, connex has taken enough shit from everyone, so i cbf, but whatever. our traffic system is a failure, its a mockery of mankind, it destroys the concept of perfection, it is what is teaching the modern day children that society is hopeless and humans are real shit at what they are meant to do. i mean so what about all your fuckgin predicitons and fuckgin shit, people want shit to come on time, there may be factors affecting, well thats why they have acturials to calculate that shit, and so much for fuckgin revised editions of the fuckgin bus timetable, get fucked, it did not help at fuckign all, a fuckgin pointless piece of paper which further tarnished the reputation of PT. like so what if they give warnings about shit being late. we know shit comes late, why dont' you instead of fuckgin wasting time printing that shit out, spend it on people who can fuckgin fix it. perhaps this is the limits of human capabilities. thats fuckgin poor.
lols im sure ther are many ways to refute my arguments but meh, my impulse anger is common in all of us, and to save society we either have to prevent this, or simply fix the problem at hand. neither of which i think is possible. reverse psychology.. hopefuly.

lols

1 comment:

  1. rofl "until a time i wanna be like OMG IM gay or something"

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