i don't feel good

oops.. i doodled again. thanks to boredom. 

It’s my day off. I’m stuck here in the apartment. I got nothing to do but to stay in the internet. For some reason, some people in Facebook are annoying me now. Maybe that’s the consequence for staying in Facebook for a very long time. I wanna go out but everyone is busy.

oh facebook

People in Facebook are starting to annoy me. Later, I’m going remove them from my feeds. Those people posting crappy stuffs like regine velasquez, nickleback, "god gave me you" crap will be forever eliminated from my Facebook feeds. Those poorly photoshopped pictures with hearts and flowers around will burn them in hell. All the jejemons in my Facebook will vanish for all eternity. Those hundred-picture-in-an-album that shows that same face over and over again will soon die in aids. Those people that post what they had for breakfast and where they were and what they've been doing lately will die in pain. Those people who brag what they have, new phones, house and lot, cars, bikes, ill steal them away from you.  And those who post nothing but their boyfriend and girlfriends, you’re all douchebags.

And no, I’m not unfriending them.

WTF rants and raves

My life would be awesome if I have friends that share the things that I like. How I wish I have friends that love making music, doing art works, travelling, love the earth and nature, and exploring new things... basically loves the things that I love to do. Probably most of us think that the most compatible person for us is the ones that share the same interest as we do. And sometimes, we think "if everyone were like me, the world would be the best place to live" (at least I am speaking for myself.) I have always wanted someone who understands my 'trip', a person or people who appreciate my works, my style, and my interests. Someone who gets stimulated with the things that I share. For example, when I find an interest video in Vimeo.com, or surreal indie music, and share them, they'd say "oohhh that's cool. Where’d you find that?" Unfortunately, in my social circles, that's not the scene. No one seems to find my interests interesting.

Sometimes I wonder how I become so different from most people. I started the asked myself how my parents raised me. How come I seem to hate the mainstream? I feel proud about my self for being so different and unusual but it sometimes makes me feel alone because I cant seem to find people who share the things that I like; at least to the social circles that I’m in. its so hard for me to keep up a good conversation with other people because I don’t find their topics interesting. I tried watching mainstream movies to keep up but I couldn’t take it. I couldn’t enjoy Transformers knowing that bumblebee can break dance and pee. I find that sick. (Though the visual effects are awesome)  I could not stomach John Lloyd Cruz and Bea Alonzo. I feel like hitting the TV with a sledge hammer when ever I see Filipino starts cry for more than 5 mins in a movie to TV scene.  My ear bleeds every time I hear 'God gave me you'. I want to shoot people who love Creed or Nickleback and try to act like a rockstar, or people who have tattoos and dress like a Christmas tree, or those people who carry the latest cellphone and do not know what a smart phone is. They are total douchebags.  I just try not to show it because I try not to offend them and I act polite as possible

Oh well. I think I was born in the wrong world. Sometimes I wish I was in New York, LA, London, Tokyo, or London. Anyway, that's fine. At least I live a good life. I have a good job. I have good friends and I have a loving awesome family. That's what matters most. These rants and raves are the bullshits in me. I know I shouldn't worry about this. I’m sick.