Oh my God! My Life? Oh my God!
Although I may have quite a lot of problems with regards to maturity, responsibility and house issues (growing old can be disturbing...) I have been recently devastated when I heard news about a sicko maniac who'd been recklessly ruining my name. So yeah... Just so things are straight, it's actually the first time that I felt like taking revenge. The shows House, MD and this American Dad series has triggered my devilish sarcastic side that I've had some plays running in my head on how to get back to that person. I just hope 'it' realizes how stupid he/she was. Gotcha!
My plan would've been perfect had it not been for someone who's so, oh I don't know... not supportive enough? If only he had heard himself during his oh-i-wanna-kill days, I had expected he'd understand what I'm feeling... but no. Now that it's almost said and done, he couldn't even have my back. Geez... so much for a man. Well, too late now.
The SBCYF's 3-day camp went successfully great. My congratulations to Rabbit! I was so glad I was there for his tribute. I had actually forgotten that it was his last term as president, a farewell song was dedicated to him... and he sang to his girl without everyone's knowledge who the song was for (only an idea that it was his favorite)... I turned around to my friend and saw her crying like a kid... hahaha... So sweet really. I came to realize too that Rabbit was the last in my core group to lead the CYF... the next breed is about to start and for me with that thought, camp and CYF experiences would never be the same again. Sigh... suddenly I missed the old days.
As of now I'm back home, who knows for how long. Hopefully my life becomes brighter again, and I wish I made someone happy. With black miming back to work for nine months, my routines would never be the same. It's like going back to that zombie trying to stand on her own two feet times once again. Where do I go from here? Yup, the minor set back had disabled my plans that at my age and situation I'm again facing the what do I do next issues. Argh... someone drop that ton of iron already for I'm done here.
Well, wish me luck guys! And pray I don't let my evil side go loose.
Oh, and if you're wondering what's with the American Dad photo for.... I've been watching reruns of American Dad's season 1 series and I just can't get enough. I have actually adopted their commonly used phrase and intonation of "oh my God, this *insert whatever it is that you find awesome here*, oh my God!" Actually, it's just not me. The whole group had gotten this oh my God fever that we all laugh our hearts out whenever we say it. It usually ends with a line or two from the shows opening song... that's how addicted we are with this series.
*Note: My apologies if I just went blabbering up there. Am just trying to put in keywords that could remind me of what happened the last few days. For a shorter version, I have been terribly troubled that I went on with plans to get back to someone. I halfway did it too. A friend of mine left to work on a ship. And I'm being pushed again, to re-align my life. That's why I had to go home. If that still is confusing for you, it is no longer my problem. As if you'll really care right? Har har! Ciao for now!