world as we blow it...

Unrest defines me... am at unrest with myself and everything around me (i just mis-spelt myself as myelf.. :D ) and that is not what this is about... unrest is passe now... the blowing up bit is in... i am blowing my life up into smithereens everyday... and i love it... and this is ending up being the same taddle tale... so heres something new...
Bliss:
Waking upto the smell of freshly brewed coffee with floyd playing somewhere far away the sound so distant and mystic that u left wondering which song it is...
Happyness:
Hanging out with your friends at whatever and whenver possible and chugging beer till u drop dead....
Evil:
Devising new and improved plans on how to kill your boss,... saw hulk this weekend... and the hulk smash is numero uno...
Dark...
Putting urself into situations u can writhe outta by killing some joy outta ur life...
Misery...
Having a predominant presence of the words infactuation and unrequited in ur life and the 2 words end up being used in the same breath...
Relaxed...
Slouched in a bean bag...breeze blowing... having ur fav book coverin ur face n u asleep with no care for the world...
Indifferent...
Having the one u like the most run over u n not give a rats ass to the feeling or the situation and then drinking the entire thing down...
Creepy...
Waking up at 3 am only 2 realise its 4 already...
Awesome...
Having an alibi and that 2 an acceptable one for every sick ass punked up fuck up u do... :D
and thts about it for nw...