My friends sister.

When i met her, i forgot my friend
My friend became my sister
Because a friend of a friend is a friend
And my friend is like a brother
My friends sister
When my friend smiled,
Her sister’s smile warmed me
A warmth that came from deep down
Like a baby on a breast
She spoke. i heard my friend
She cried, i remembered my friend
She saw, i see my friend
Damn, this unfair world
My friends sister cannot be mine,
She is my friends sister
M friends sister

Boring people. Miserable lives.

So this time i sat and thought, how bad can it get? Apart from it being the third time. My life really sucks. Pressing issues first, I hate or probably dislike my room mate. His life is his style but dude has to style up. His life is everything i dislike. I hate his music. Right now if it weren’t for the anger management, i would have hit him.
I have the i-pod nano and still it doesnot solve any thing. Making loud music. Huh! BAck to my roomie. He thinks we are in some kind of life competition for everything, food, books, style, music even women, how bad can it get. Seriously. More still, my blog and everything am doing is wierd, the net here sucks.
I am beginning to hate girls because they attach little to a lot and a lot to little. We look at small things making the big picture, they look at big things making the a small picture. Am here typing away yet i don’t know what awaits. My girl whose my ex sent dogs down on me, reason being am over qualified. Whats so bad at being over qualified, its like having a bank full of cash.
What happened, where i come from we see celebrities only on t.v but seeing them face to face throws out the thrill. So what with her and big boys, its not my pride because she is my bride to be, is it not that Yesterday is history, Tomorrow a mystery and Today a gift hence called present, ( adoptd from Kung-fu Panda, a must watch…) and my life sucks coz i really dont understand what am doing now.