X T C
Dear Mr. Shab, dear Mrs. Shab , dear family , dear everyone
11:09 pm
I am sitting in a dark and very loud internet café with teens playing video games…people talking with mics…others hearing music…trying to write as fast as I can ...cause every hour is very expensive here…
Mr.Shab…I did not like the way you talked to me on the phone…if you can not give me an advice... or help me …I think it is better for you and me to save the money and not talk…because I got depressed after the call…I did not want to do anything anymore...you do not want to hear me complaining…you just want to hear positive things…well ok…do you want to know that my hair is falling dramatically…100-150
hairs/day…cool…isn’t it…I am absolutely happy cause now I do not have to go to the barbershop…do you want to know that my face is suddenly full of acne…cool…isn’t it…cause now I am attracting more girls…do you want to know that I have constipation…cool…isn’t it…cause now I do not have to fear diarrhea…and tell Mrs. Shab that she does not have to call me behind your back…saying “ are you ok baby “…or “ is everything ok baby “ or “ do you feel ok baby “…and then “ why are you hurting us wallad “…” why are you doing that to us wallad “…” I do not know what you are doing wallad “…
Mr. and Mrs. Shab...just call to know if I am still alive
your son
Now I am talking to myself…
I was very busy last week searching for a new place to stay in …and I found a very nice room in an apartment…and the owner agreed to give it to me but after 2 hours he called me and said that he gave it to another one…I do not know why he did that …or do I know…
The man repaired the bicycle…but every time my trousers and socks get dirty…
Everyday I sit in my room after a hard day of working …eating Nutella and drinking orange juice…watching CNN and BBC…seeing what is happening in the world…enjoying watching people killing each other…waiting for the end of days to come…and wake up to find the TV still open…then go to work…and so on…
But…and here comes the big fat BUT…this week is going to be totally different…ECSTASY...do you know why wallad…because I do not care anymore…I do not know what I am doing in life…I do not have a specific target…I do not have a near reachable goal…plus the future is not so promising…hey man…I am not a pessimistic person…on the other hand…I am a dreamer…and dreamers do not belong to this planet earth…I want to live on the clouds…
Breaking News: the owner of the room has sent me a message telling me that she is going to take legal actions against me ...she will sue me because I want to leave the room in spite of signing the contract...let's get ready for X T C
4 comments:
Oh my God! Ecstacy eh bas! You know better than doing that... kman who cares about people or family? as long as you're in good health and independant?... hate your goals? try new ones! Re-plan your life,what's wrong with that?
jannah,what a name,I think I will change my life when I come back to Egypt isa,I will not do what my community wants me to do,I will do what I believe is right for my independent life,I know...people will hate me,but sorry guys,I do not have a choice,and by the way,yesterday I have tried something much much much much much better than XTC ;-]
Pure contradiction!
I know you wrote your most recent post, but why not try "reading" it? Maybe talk of death will affect you like it affected me.
Salam
I am in a fight between the good of me and the evil of me,and the fight is not over,not yet...not yet
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