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Tuesday, September 22, 2009

loser

he spells L-O-S-E-R

someone walks in through that door.
he walk and walks.
he saw a bunch of people talking and laughing out loud.
he walks ahead.
he stands nearby..alone of course..wanting to join.
wanting and of course, there's no invitation.
he moves closer.
to get notice.*loser*
there is still no invitation or an act of invitation for him to join the convo.
he is thinking.

he is thinking he's been left out.
he is thinking why they do not one to start a conversation with him.
he is thinking is there something wrong with him?
he is thinking..

he heads home.
open the doors to his house.
he sits on the chair.
swiched on his laptop.
and starts blogging/whining/complaining/remorse-ing
about.

how stupid are those people earlier on.why they didnt wanna start a convowith him.how sucky his life is.how girls do not want him.how pain he is in.how ugly can he be.how he is ignored by others.how emo is he.how he has no friends.how he can be in this shit.how he needs to get attention.how how how.

my gawd.

i wonder.
is there any bigger loser alive? i mean dude, chill larh, be cool lah macha!
if they duwana talk to you, you talk larh, whats the problem?
the girls?
wats up bout the girls man? dude, seriously, get a life!

its all bout the individual's attitude and personality and of course for that person's case, self conciousness.ish.

negative much? again, dude, get a life!

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