I goto go!


"Cheer up lad don't look so depressed"

I recived those lovely words of wisdom again the other day, this time on the way to the toilet at a bar. Why is everyone so busy trying to make me smile and appear happy all the time? Why the hell should I go around with a huge smile on my face pretending to be happy all the time, can't people just leave me alone damn it! Why can't I stalk around looking morose maybe I don't feel like walking around acting like everything is fine.

Maybe I feel that the world has gone to hell in a ham basket and theres only so long before it crashes out
Maybe I've had enough of seeing hate violence and poverty.
Maybe I was just deep in thought remembering a fond memory of times past sharing great times with even greater people.

It really doesn't matter what I was thinking the point is who are you to tell me what I should look like? Why should I be moulded into someone who walks around smiling all the time that isn't who I am I know that some people are like that but not me, thats not who I am and I would appreciate it if you would just leave me be I assure you I am quite happy in my own way.

Now I wish I had had the time to say that to the oafish lout however I did really have to goto the toilet.

Oh well maybe next time aye.