(Sunday, May 22, 2005)
when i'm out for 20 hours straight, i'd call it a record. if you've done more than that, congratulations. you got life.
when i was finally home, i could scarcely walk straight or engage in a proper conversation without calling anyone a whore and a fuckhead. mom thought i was going out of my mind. tried but i'm fatigued and drained down to the bottom.
as fucked as i am, i did get a mere 6 lousy hours of sleep. slept like i never sleep before. of fucking course i never sleep before. for a cuppa of hours that is. the me now is a better person than the me 6 hours ago. i'm smarter than that guy.
if anything, yesterday was worth it. i'd be pulling your left leg if i tell you it was bad. it was just flawless. everything was right for that 34 hours span. the people, the drinks, the food, the BEER, the movie, the coffee. mmmmh. i feel like going out again.
as soon as i reach home, mom and dad took me to the temple for a stroll, they believe that i need a religion. any religion. and i thought they gave up. they very, consistent. i sense the force is srong with both of them. well, i had to go. they asked politely. there's no way i can refuse. it's Wesak Day by the way.
2:29 PM
that fucking traitor
liEw, 18 and since 2002, 270lbs, 5ft, brazilian chinese russian icelander hybrid, black eyes, short black hair, racist, antisocial, semi-alcoholic, ignorant, exhales profanity, black-poetry fanatic
