Sunday, 16 November 2008

Let The Games Begin

Ah, Fate. my fickle, fickle friend. You played your games with me before, and everything always seemed so right. I thought I was one of the favoured few. I even went so far as to quote to people that you were on my side. That you played alongside me without my knowledge. That it was you, not me or any effort on my part, that conspired to make my life the way it is now.

But apparently, you like me not as much as you would have me believe. You now conspire directly in my opposition. Is this Lent? Would you have me weather the storm? Okay, then.

Game on, bitch.

9 member protest rally:

Still thinking said...

Holy cow! That tough huh?

Maybe fate needs just a wee bit of faith and everything will look just the way you wanna see it. How about that? You okay?

Mudra said...

Be more specific, no... What, Jhayu... Try, no...

WV - buffbo

Jhayu said...

@ Still.
I'm fine. Just a wee bit pissed at the obstacles Fate chooses to throw in the way of one of my particular wants...

@ Muduu.
Sowwie, that's top secret...

Preeti said...

What do you want? Just say it and it will be yours...!!!

Preeti said...

cant bear to see you this a way, sweetie...!!!

thats two of my favourite boys in a not-so-happy condition...

not good...

Ani said...

Here comes the slingfest.

Paradox Philic said...

You ok?

Jhayu said...

@ Gina, Preeti.
Yeah, ees all good now. Just one of those days...

@ Ani.
As always, I haven't the faintest fucking notion what you just said.

Preeti said...

God Bless You!!!

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