Happy go-go- times?

Let me get this out in the open.

All of you people who are “optimistic” and all of you who are “positive thinkers” are just wasting your time. The world ISNT a happy place and no amount of positive thinking or optimism is gonna save it.

All you guys who are “in love” can get bent. She isn’t special. Probably doesn’t even like you. You are a good for nothing nerd with nothing better to do than to obsess over her. There is no force of good. There is nothing except personal gain. She wont wait for you. There are richer guys out there. There are people who can satisfy her more than you. Get over it.

All you people who use religion as a defense mechanism. Fuck you. The fact that you even do that makes you a hypocrite. Calling someone an infidel doesn’t give you anything. Doesn’t make you shine or give you loads of savaabu. Its nothing. It makes you look like an asshole, which you are. A stupid asshole at that.

All you goody goody two shoes can go get bent. Nice guys finish last. That’s a fact. People find you annoying. Nobody cares. They just use you. Being nice to someone for no reason doesn’t exist. I can see through your act. They can too. They just wanna dangle you long enough for them to milk you for all your worth, which isn’t much.

I hate you all. That’s whats there. Hate. Look around. No, I mean it. Take a good look around. That’s all that’s there… hate. I fucking hate you all. Grow a pair of balls. You all are pathetic.

I missed my morning coffee. I hate the world.

Its been two years!

Two years Have passed sinceI posted my first post. Its been quite a ride.

as a special treat, I thought I’d put a transcript of an interview of me by the famous Dhivehi star, Seezan.

Seezan: congradulations on your two years of blogging, Iya!
Me: thanks, man.
Seezan: how do you feel?
Me: I feel like breaking your face if you don’t stop grinning.
Seezan: sorry…. *ahem* so is there anyone you wanna thank? I mean.. two years is a long time.
Me: thalagolaa got me started here. Bandey stuck by me through the years. And my friends who supported me. And all the people who were bored enough to read my blog, and the people who got offended. They are my fuel.
Seezan: do you like my movies?
Me: no. I despise them. I think you should rot in a pit somewhere. After I killed you.
Seezan: …
Me: yea. I’d mail your face to the cops. Then I’d laugh.
Seezan: so you hate me?
Me: yes. Very much so. And your fellow Dhivehi “stars”, “directors” and anyone to do anything with your “industry”.
Seezan: I didn’t know… but we do hard work, you know…
Me: don’t give me that shit, you little cockbite! You fucking assfaced morons do NOTHING! Crying onscreen is SO hard work for you pussies? Fuck you! And you have the nerve to whine about it! *slaps Seezan*
Seezan: *starts crying*
Me: shut the fuck up!!
Seezan: sorry! Please don’t hit me again! *sniff* Any thing you want to say to our fellow readers?
Me: yea… I hate little poem-ey, lovey dovey, fucking happy-go-lucky blogs. Kiss my black non existent ass. I hate people who get offended too easily. I hate people people who get political over little things.
Seezan: you seem to hate a lot of people…
Me: I also hate the fucking dots.
Seezan: dots?
Me: wahhaabee’s. I hate wahhaabee’s. a fucking bunch of assholes and hypocrites. Fuck them. If any wahhaabee’s are reading this, fuck you.
Seezan: please can you not use the “f” word too much?
Me: *shoots Seezan in the face* fag!

I warned him… stupid moron.