Monster is coming...

i am fucking excited now... my palms are sweaty... my heart is beating fast... i'm fidgety... adrenaline rush... one of my dreams is about to come true... a dream of raw power... a dream of monstrous potential... i can't get it out of my head... i am consumed...

More ranting

Since I'm in a foul mood now, I might as well continue ranting. There's this guy that I seriously doubt his manhood. For starters, he's almost 30 years old and his dad sends him to work everyday. WTH? I've heard of fathers sending their daughters to work but seriously, a father sending his son to work? A FATHER SENDING HIS ALMOST 30 YEAR OLD SON TO WORK? When asked why doesn't he drive his dad's car, he complains that its a manual gearbox. It was funny and also irritating when he kept asking others where they lived and if they could provide him with transportation to and from work. Wow... what a spoiled brat. When asked why he doesn't buy a car, he goes raving mad and says he doesn't have any money and if you will pay for his car. I was on the verge of telling him to STFU, don't be a sissy and embarrass the guys, go get a car and get a life brat. Don't act like people owe you anything. People like you give us guys the bad name.

What a let down

Ever felt like you were being held by the balls and you can't do anything about it? This is exactly how I feel now. For fucks sake, I should be at the MLOC AGM but thanks to someone, I still don't have my car yet and am unable to join this mega event where there's even TV coverage. WTF!!!

Keep asking me to join the AGM, promising that he can get things done and I'll get my car in time so I can join the AGM and yet, a paralyzed snail would have submitted the fucking documents centuries ago. How long does it take for you to bloody drive to a bank and submit your fucking documents? You need a millennium is it?

This is so damn fucking frustrating. I'm supposed to be meeting new people, making new friends, having fun by tearing up the tarmac during the convoy, shoot pics and have a fucking great time but now, I'm stuck at home wondering when will I get my car because of his indifference. I really fucking hate this. My weekend is screwed. I'm so damn pissed and frustrated and depressed right now.

Shut up and drive

I kinda like Rihanna's song, Shut up and drive. Apart from the catchy tune, I like like the way the lyrics went, about how we should grab hold of the reigns in life and just ride it out the way we want to. I'm taking over the reigns now, trying to get used to it. I'm looking forward to my ride.

Decisions

I wonder how some people make decisions when it will affect others. Do they consider the consequences of their decisions? I had recently made a wrong decision based on my own assumptions and nearly screwed up a friendship. Luckily we got pass that and I was forgiven for my insensitivity.

Too bad I can't say the same for others. I'm practically stuck with very bad consequences due to some bad decision making by others. I can't even approach the subject without risking even more "bad consequences". Damn...