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Written on: Saturday, May 02, 2009
I sat at the computer table, and rested my feet on a pair of socks. Yesterday's socks.Time: 1:33 AM Hmm yesterday. I was daaaamn daaamn daaaaamn mother tired and sleepy, but I convinced myself to stay awake, till 3plus am, to watch more and more Avatar. The only reason why I went to sleep in the end was cos I had to piss real bad. I would have gone earlier, but I knew I wouldn't come back to the computer once I left it. It takes piss to get me away from the screen sometimes? Ouch. I'm up again, the same tiredness coming back. And this time I have pissed; time fer ya to show whacha can do eh, discipline? Now that I've seen what Hugh Jackman looks like, I'm convinced I can get that kinda big almost-scary sialah kinda body. I always thought it'd be impossible, or hard, for me cos I've got narrow shoulders blah blah blah. In fact I'm quite convinced now I've got a good body heh, how egoistic is that? Wow I'm such a bastard, it feels interesting WOW!. Thank God its Saturday tomorrow, I'm just not in the mood for madrasah tomorrow. This is how I would feel if it were a Sunday: I wake up to the lights of day, unrested from the previous night. I sit up and take in the carelessness of the sky's decor, writhing my mind from the tangles of sleep. I suppress a grunt which eventually levels a village. I get off my bed into a world of chaos. The floor screams as my feet leave deep scars. The curtains of my mind flutter wildly as the scent of a thousand shattering glasses leaves me shaken. I don't try to dismiss the meteor shower, but the quivering jelly on the plates of time creep across my face. The music plays as the last sheep steps onto the sinking ship, and I can't help but wonder: how many stars will the faces step on before outnumbering the infinite possibilities of the day ahead? This is strange but I was afraid of coming home just now, I thought everyone would be mad at me or something. Guilt by previous association, or my fear of doing something wrong. I feel like I owe too many people too many things, and I don't wanna disappoint. Please don't bother sympathizing with this, its the only thing that keeps me from doing anything wrong. I love it, its a part of me, I am NOT suffering. Neither am I angry at anyone, I reread that line and it sounds real angsty; no no no no no no no no no naaaaaaaah its supposed to approach laughy. Lauffy. Laffy. Laffi lafi lafy lafe laf lflalfalflafl. I just realized how frickin useless the nail clipper I bought is: no hole to put a chain through (come on its so small its bound to get lost in my bag. I still have old shampoo bottles and warranty papers inside ah, don't play play), no filing thing (I don't, but who knows when you'll need to), no metal things jutting out at the bottom to make sure the thing doesn't slide out of place, the knob-thing that holds the only separate piece is too small or maybe the opening of the piece is too big, but anyway it moves around sideways too much. At least the bloody thing was sharp ah, or I would have killed someone just now; listen here, I know I don't have claws yet, but a dream of mine confirmed that I can airbend. And airbend well. And in that dream my grandmother said I waterbended too, so I guess I can. I'm gonna grow up to live all my childhood fantasies. Heck my whole IS (not will be, I've chosen my path heh) a fantasy! People will look to me in awe and say stuff like 'shit I wish I could fly like Fawaz' or 'oh my God Fawaz shot a sonic blast through the moon?'. People are gonna quote me, and books will be written in my honour. Hahahahhaha I better stop this its making even me feel like puking. Which by the way is really fun, I've not puked in a long time I forgot how it feels but I remember its really satisfying. You get to see everything you've eaten and its colourful and powerful and everything else. You mustn't down anything AT ALL for 20 mins after you puke, by the way. It'll just come out. YES, even that innocent glass of water. YAH AND THAT SWEET TOO, YA PIECE OF SHIT PUT IT DOWN WEAKLING. Dammit I wanna watch ONE episode; I WON'T! NOT TONIGHT, NO! BLOODY HELL! ITS NEARLY 2 AM! YOU KNOW HOW MUCH I LOVE SLEEPING DONCHA DONCHA DONCHA DAMMIT I GOTSTA WAKE UP EARLY TOMORROW EH WAH THE BUILT IN DICTIONARY DOESN'T SPELL CHECK CAPITALIZED WORDS. Moral of the story: write in upper case if you wanna make a point and then later avoid embarrassment, by blaming a typo on the spell check. I've really gotta go now my bed's calling out to me hell yeah that's freaking me out but I must give in to sleep it beckons has been and will keep at it. Before I forget, she hates this part right here. And the more I look at her, the hotter I think she is. But they like her sister? We'll all have second thoughts I bet. |
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