Galaxy Police Mihoshi-chan (gp_mihoshi) wrote,
Galaxy Police Mihoshi-chan
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I'm gonna complain. So there.

I feel sick. I'm sore all over- my legs, my sides, my shoulders... and those pesky stomach pains are back. Thank gods for asprin pills. I should go take some. A conveinient little catalyst in a bottle, leading me back into my state of ignorance of all things wrong with me. I can't open my birthday present from Dosage. It's a floppy disk with music on it. Hai, he's um...a few months behind, but I think he just wanted me to hear his music. But my comp's decided to annoy me again, and the A: drive isn't working. How pleasant. We have a second, newer computer right behind me on the opposite side of the room, but I don't know if it has sound. Feh. Tomorrow is Andrew's party and I still don't have a present for him. I need to get off my lazy arse and go shopping. But I have no clue what to buy him. Ah well.

I'm good at unnerving people, at making them worry. As far as liking it...I don't really know. There are lots of things I don't know anything about. Like the truth. Like why I talk about suicide when I know I could never bring myself to go through with it. Like why it's so easy to fool people. I think it's easy because since people are so ready to believe what they want to, all you have to tell them is what they want/need to hear. It doesn't matter if it's true or not. As long as it make them happy/worry-free/etc., then it's all you have to say. They will do the rest, working your words into their concept of everything being wonderful and nice. It's all very conveinient. Find the right thing to say, the key to simplicity of mind. But you have to wonder....what makes people so eager to believe the good-sounding lies I can tell them?
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