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hello, this is the automatic mailbox of princess strawberryhead
2002-10-07
isn't it weird how much people actually complain in their lives? i'm the best example. i'm complaining all the time. about the weather, my job, my friends...everything. if you ever see me injured on the street...check if i'm complaining about the pain. if i am, i am most probably alive. if i'm not, it's serious. tho i'll still be complaining then. but at the check-in of wherever we get when we're dying. i'll be giving those poor peeps there a hell of a rant how dying people shouldn't be kept waiting and blablabla.
just today annette and me were complaining a hell of a fucking lot. but we had a reason...we (well, i, at least) am seriously starting to heate two people of my group: benjamin and monika. coincidentally, they also have a crush on each other which makes the whole thing even more ridiculous. like, stupid dumbass fancies stupid dumbass. ok, so they don't know how annoying they which at least gives them both quite an excuse. but still. benjamin really seemed to be nice during the first few days. even when he turned into a bit of a bigmouth, i was still quite tolerant. but now, he's just annoying the hell outta me. i mean, this month he got a double payment which meant he got around �1000. and within the first week he spent so much money on shit that he know has �100 left. and i mean, that's stupid and whatever. but it's not my fault. it's noone's fault but his own. but noooo, mr wonderful things it gives him a reason to ask everyone for food, cigarettes, a ride home, whatever. and he also thinks everybody wants to hear the story about his poorness. damn, he should just fuck off. he's 24 and he still lives with his parents and today he whined at his mom cos she wouldn't buy him orange juice after work. wtf?
ah, you feel so much better when you've done a little bit of bitching, don't you?
oh, i did something idiotic today. (so what else is new?) well, maja spoke something on my mobile mailbox today and when i wanted to check it, that chick told me i had to configure it. she asked me for my name and, pissed off as i was, i went like "gawd, princess strawberryhead". later, she asked me if i wanted an automatic message and i chose yes and then she asked if i wanted my name which i had recorded to be used on it, too and it sounded like a good idea so i chose yes again. which was terribly stupid. so, from now on all callers will be greeted by a nice voice saying "hello, this is the automatic mailbox of princess strawberryhead" eeeep.
anyway, i shall be off today as i need looooaaads of sleep and i wanna read my new book now. i started it yesterday because it sounded so great and i couldn't wait til i finish my other one. it's called "dead famous" and it's by ben elton and you all have to read it because it's fantastic. *takes a bow* nite, my little fans and lovers!
and then monika, his personal one-woman-fanclub. imagine the whiniest voice you can think of. or for placebo fans...imagine brian's voice on the "i know"-demo PLUS a really bad cold including a sore throat. and imagine this voice calling your name with the most awful tone that makes you think a comet is on its way to this planet to hit it and destroy every living thing on it. and now imagine turning round, asking what's wrong and finding out that the person's e-mail account doesn't actually work. that's monika. sounds funny? well, i thought so, too. until the most awful headache started because of that whine. see, it's not like i'd get to hear it once or twice. she's always like that. she's not able just to call someone's name or talk to them in a common sense. she always goes "whiiiiineeeeee (*insert name*)" and you hear that every five minutes. and i'm really really really fighting the urge to respond with "moniiiikaaaaaaaaa~aaa~aaa" *even worse whine if that's possible* the only reason why i haven't done so yet is because i have to go to that place for 9 hrs a day for the next 3 months and i don't really want this to be a war. i can't garantuee that the sensible me will always save me. especially with benjamin i'm soooo gonna fall out one day. i don't necessarily wanna yell at him or insult him. i just wanna tell him to fucking stop play the big boss who's superior to us when in fact he's just a little mommy-boy and sooo depends on us feeding him because he's still not able to save enough money to make it through the month. i don't like being arrogant (well, arrogance is godliness...) but with him i really know that i'm better because i don't actually go around and show everyone that i'm better.
i'm excited because i'm probably gonna get my manics tickets tomorrow. yeah, i know, i'm sad. but somehow i find getting tickets terribly exciting. you never know what they look like. if it's just the regular mint-green with the silver line on the side or if they're prettyful, arty ones or the blue ones... *sigh*
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