A hamster running on the treadmill of life.

emo land

Fri, 10 Aug 2007 02:23:17 GMT

Ooooh whine whine whine!

My life is so horrible because I have three meals a day, adequate spending money, caring parents, a roof over my head, an education... and just about everything else a middle income person from a developed country would have. But my life is so sad because I'm trying to balance a pencil on its sharp tip and failing miserably. Life couldn't get any worse. I'm going to eat some worms now.

Whine whine whine.

And to top it all off, I'm going to inform the toilet cleaning community that I cannot balance pencils and wait for them to comfort me. I can even add in a little side note to say that even though this is irrelevant, they should pay attention to me because I'm an attention seeking emo-ing prat.

Maybe they'll take pity on me on account of my ass pimples.

VOTE!! VOTE!!!

Wed, 01 Aug 2007 00:37:29 GMT

OMG! There's like, a poll!! Drop everything and vote!! You may be on the way to the hospital to treat your butt pimples, but ZOMG VOTING IS MORE IMPORTANT THAN YOUR BUTT HEALTH! (Never mind that from now on you're going to have to shit into a plastic bag!)

But hmmm. It's those insane people with the Japanese-product-fics and butt pimples who would drop everything and vote insanely anyway. ~~Because they have no life.~~ Their definition of a life is something else. (Which includes spamming the comm everyday about the state of their butt pimples and unfinished fics.)

You read an entry on LJ.

Fri, 27 Jul 2007 06:01:09 GMT

Sometimes I feel like telling some of those fic writers:
'Your fic is like a Japanese product. A beautifully designed package of... nothing.'

Because three hundred words of adjectives and second person and present tense is NOT fic.

Hammy smiles to herself in satisfaction as she spams her own journal. She loves being bitchy but she's not about to do it in anything but the first person.

ARGH

Sun, 08 Jul 2007 12:37:36 GMT

Why, WHY, for the love OF GOD, do people keep posting:

'To all readers of 'Love is a Mistake / Oops I Did It Again / It was a Dark and Stormy Night / other corny title', I can't post today because I have to cure my ass pimples! I'm so sorry and I promise that I will post every other hour from tomorrow onwards!'

And sympathetic ~~idiots~~ people (because we have to be civilised, so let's use this word for now) go:

1. T_______T I'm so sorry you can't post T___T I luff you're fic!
2. Get well soon! Hope youre ass pimples are fine!
3. T___T I want to read youre fic but sorry about youre ass pimples looking forward to youre fic ne~~~
4. All of the above in some sort of strange combination.

Nobody. Gives. A. Fuck. Okay?
No one's going to care if you don't post today. In fact, good writers space out their chapters, mostly. (Seriously, anything you write in a day and post immediately has got to be crap. You have to give it time to mellow. And for you to edit it after it has mellowed.)

Stop whingeing, biatches.

Test post

Sat, 23 Jun 2007 05:49:03 GMT

Testing...