the perfect combination.
i'm fucking bored,
& pretty much everyone's too shagged from camp to go out.
oh and to top it up, it's bloody raining again.
i don't think all of us can pick celesther up tmr.
fuck lah.

i've been tearing like crazy.
contacts were shockingly blurry and ohsodry,
i wonder if the water at camp was a factor.
but exchanging those wonderful small shit for glasses didn't make my eyes any better.
on the contrary, my vision's still disgustingly blurry,
& i'm tearing everytime i blink.
oh the stupid eye is fucking painful as well.
oh blah, maybe i've got an eye infection.
that'll be fun(:

anyways, i went to research on surface piercing.
i really want one at the back of my neck,
i think it's awesome shit.
but those pictures of badly done piercings were honestly damn gross.
& further research into extreme body modifications were just,
well to put it simply, i wouldn't wanna go there.
i don't get it though,
why would you wanna look like you have horns?
HUH HUH?

on a sidenote, mum bought me a babydoll & a spag.
i'm shocked, haha.
she seldom buys clothes for me man,
'cause our taste in clothes are different in the extreme sense.
i think i look fucking fat in them though,
oh fuck, actually it's not a matter in question,
it is a fact, i did grow much fatter.
ah fuck lah.

& i'm feeling rather vulgar suddenly.
there's also this huge urge to run out & dance in the rain.
i need to go shopping badly,
but i don't have cash at all):

there's also that one other thing i need to do,
which is talk to you,
something that i've pretty successfully not done for a week maybe.
it isn't much of a surprise though that it's making me feel like crap.
the rain's pushing the misery closer to the edge as well.
& seeing you everytime, knowing that i chose to close the door between us,
i feel like doing crazy things man.
you really really drive me insane.
i want this to go away, yet i want the times of old again.
in a nutshell, with the options driving me up the wall.

my eyes are still fucked up,
i dragged this post for so long,
& those bloody orbs are still screwed.
eh damn lah.

i need need need need need to do something insanely crazy.
give me ideas!
haha, but yeah, i have some actually.
most are just not fucking feasible though,
oh bloody damn it.

shopping soon with iggy, haha.
let's just hope i can get enough to buy a completely new outfit.
that stick is just disgustingly amazing at picking clothes.
if money fell into my lap everytime i closed my eyes,
i'll be a very happy person going shopping everyday.

eh shit lah, i'm really fucking bored.
and it's only 11 plus now.
crap.

& i'm just your substitute once again,
your fucking back up plan.
10:25 PM
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