... have been thinking lately to write about a particular topic.
the topic revolving in my head for the last 1 week or so is "My Wonderful Trip to Stayner" (from Friday, December 28 to Sunday, December 30th).
but i just can't get the energy to write up a blog on it.
like, i have SO much to write on it. i was (am still) planning to post up pictures nd everything with every little detail i could think of.
but who knows koto boro hoye jabe.
akhon lekhtesi eita ... but oitar kothao lekhte pari. kintu keno jani mood nai jodio onek ichha ase

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achha jaihok.
i have already started ruining my "so-called" New Year's Resolutions. resolution number one was to lose weight ... nd ulta i've been trying really "hard" to gain weight.
khaitei asi ... i just can't seem to stop.
i think i need to see a doctor or a psychologist immediately to get rid of my addiction of food. it's really scary, honestly.
in my mind i know i shouldn't be eating as much junk as i do everyday but somehow, it just stays in my mind nd fails to reach my hands nd mouth to stop putting that food down my fuckin' throat.
hmm. great peril i am in indeed!
... omg. i just realized!
okay, never mind what i realized.
this guy is really pissing me off.
... okay, now i realized one other thing. many people have been pissing me off quite a bit lately. i sometimes wonder, is it the people or is it just me playing games in my head

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well, let me try figuring it out, so you could all help me clear my sortof misconception

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this guy ... jokhon tar nijer morji amake msg kore. nd shala msg korlei tar nijer problem er history pora start kore

. i swear!
he so fuckin' annoying sometimes.
sometimes i feel i should just tell him to stop bugging me. but unfortunately, the world doesn't really work that way

. everyone needs "acquaintances" (oh how selfish of me! but hey, wait 'til i get to the next part!).
i mean, okay see. i absolutely have no problem with him sharing his every little detailed piece of crap with me but when it comes down to "only-him" talk, i feel more or less like a crazy psychiatrist. i mean, all he does is type type nd type awayyyy (on MSN ... sometimes blabbers on the phone) without even stopping to notice if i dropped dead. it feels like he only cares about his own little world nd not about anyone else's. jokhon dorkar lage amake msg kore or duniyar shob problems bole nd jokhon ami amar kotha kisu bolte chy ... o pura chup kore boshe thake nd says, "hmm" nd then on the other hand, he fuckin' calls me his best friend. yea, sure fuk that! does he ever ask about me ... or does he even know anything about me for that matter? all he cares is about himself nd how he will get me to solve all his bloody problems for him.
we never talk about anything else other than what he has to say about his 'ultra problem-filled" life ... what about really pretty topics such as the really cool weather outside or maybe a banana dance?
gosh!
what's wrong with the people in this world!
arrgg.
okay.
mood mode: spoiled.
... need to do some lurking.
'm off!