i'm fine now. it's not sars or sai, but i kinda enjoyed being voluntarily quarantined from the rest of the family. 3 days into it you wished you were back home because your parents just cannae stop calling you and irritating the hell outta you with questions designed to insult our intelligence.
yes, i had my meals. yes, i took my temperature. no, i didnae go out to kill people with my viral fever. no, you didn't provide me with any toilet paper, but those $3 biological masks were plenty absorbent...
oh yeah, i lausai until pish came out my arse a coupla times today. gimme another 3 days and my bathroom'd resemble the one in trainspotting. for once i felt what menstrual cramps were like.
i think the tequila had gone bad.
wished i started with the gimlet instead.
18 years old in 2 weeks or so. time to stop smoking for the sake of 'looking cool' or 'just for kicks' or wotever arsey excuse. the countless picking ups and quittings is getting mighty ghey...
'sampling' alcohol too. knowledge of alcohol shouldn't be openly boasted, like. just drink and shut the fuck up...
the flaming lambo is the native drink of.. lamboghiniland? i'd like to go live there.
try kissing the wall while keeping your eyes open.
my brain's rotting like a thawed ice cube. somebody help...
