Will you believe me if I'd say I accidentally licked glue?
Well, I did.
I didn't knew what it was, I got it from my sister it was in the lipstick glue/eraser thing.
And I thought it was an eraser, so I tried to erase something and it all smeared up, so I putted some on my lower lip, and nothing, I licked it, and goddammit it was glue.
And I did it with the other one (I'm that stupid).
But with the eraser (which I tasted too) I had nothing to erase because everything was covered with sparkling glue and another weird pastelic one.
Well, thanks to my weird habits in room organization, I'm stuck in this mess.
Which reminds me that I need to buy notebooks.
Gone for a while.
Okay, I've got from the store light blue binder -gah- and gah because that I wanted a brown one, but it wasn't even a binder, *frustrated sigh*
So, I need to clean my room.
I hate doing it, but loving.
Like, the mess in the middle (somehow when I'm cleaning it's getting twice as messier than the clutter I started with.
So today I want to have...
I forgot.
Well, I'm tired.
And I guess that I want the continue book of The Fallen Star.
I know that it's not such a bright idea to read many books and mix series with another.
But it's so addictive.
And Reached, is so slow.
And so confusing.
Well, I will force myself to read it, while I have a wild guess for what going to happen.
Probably when I'll finish cleaning the room, and finish "Stay Away From My Friends" which I like, very like.
The worst thing that happened today was when I couldn't watch Sweet 16 on MTV, that somehow became one of my favorite shows (probably number 1#), and I guess that it's because I saw a boy band (that's not One Direction) jump of a cake and singing (more like screaming with the basic music of the birthday song) happy birthday to a girl in a black-red dress (that I still hate), and that got me back to hearing the music that became the only genre I hear.
And I don't care what people say about how funny is it or bad or weird or unrespecting to think about one of your favorite bands how much make up they wore when they destroyed a delicious cake.
But I stopped respecting most of people this year, and I stopped caring about bad things, because I know that I can't take things back, and funny is something good, that I should feel more (I'm laughing while I'm hearing about someone who sings to a girl to stay the fuck away from his friends), and weird, well, I had worst...
I'm so relaxed.
I feel good.
Oh, I remember.
I wanted to have decent shower today!
And that's because of the salt bomb (whatever it called, the weird "rock" that becoming fizzy and nice in the shower) I've got (my sister put back her "crap" and gave away so much, I took so much!)
I've got some perfume, many hair clips, lip glosses, necklaces, bracelets, rings, hello kitty stuff, and the glue and the eraser I've ae before.
I love to breath.
And I just searched in youtube the song of Robot & Monster "I love to love", and found a band named Love, Robot which isn't so bad.
Just one thing, the vocalist, is he/she a boy or a girl (I have those problems a lot, like I thought that Sleeping With Sirens was Taylor Swift).
Okay, it's a girl.
It's a girl.
Awkward.
It's just the scenes reminds me guys stuff, like sitting on the edge of the bed and understanding the size of the mistake they made.
Wait... what?
Now he guys sings too?
And I'm the weird one, no wonder why I was so confused!
Well, I like their voice.
By the way music, I still almost piss laughing when I hear the 6 year old screaming and singing (which called screamo?) with her 9 year old drummer -his kind of good- that passed (to Vegas, not passed away).
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Well,
Just call it in the big word, Rock, Punk, Pop, or stuff I less hear like, Ragge, R&B, Soul (which doesn't mentioned in all the songs that speaks to me -and my soul- that considered Despuited -I think- or Post-Hardcore).
Well, I should get back to clean mroom.
I just tried the perfume (which smells like unicorn farts -rainbows!-).
And I remember the times where putting some perfume was painful, back there where I had bloody arms and it just sank into my blood cycle, and it burnt.
Glad it\s over.
Something I would like to have:
This.
Blue fluffy big hair!
I love blue and when I'll have the option of fluffy big hair, I would dye it to dark blue, with turqouise accent.
But for now, I just have my weird hair, which is can be curly and then wavy.
I think I have a theory, since everytime I tie my hair in a ponytail and/or a bun, the section that starts before the tail (if you understood) become straight, so I'f I'd cut the bangs a little shorter and add some from the sides (like in the picture), I might have the bangs!
And I don't mind the other curls, they very lovely, like Japanese human beings.
I just need a premission (that I'll get) from my mom, and I'll share the results the day after, when my hair will be ready.
Hopefuly, my dream will become closer!
Warning: I might drown from the incredible amounts of happiness that will fill me.
I'll watch some videos of the scne/emo/kawaai/whatever it called like, that will probably have awesome music that I'd hear (Pierce The Veil, that's how it started, yesterday I heard them in a hair video and I was like "that's a nice song" -kissing in cars- and went to dowload it and then I saw the other songs and I went like "MORE! GOOD! MORE!" [if you know who is Poof from Fairly Godparents] and then end finished with so many songs and rude comments).
Well, I like people with blue hair.
Espacially the girl who filmed how she do her scene hair, and she reminds me a white version of my cousin, the face and the mouth, and the face she made, reminds me when I was 5 and another cousin that always is one year older than me, and I absoultly love (can't wait to go to parties with him, my best-cousin-friend), and she pretneded to be a witch in some tag game, and it was one of the best memories I had from being 5.
| ME LIKEY |
Well I just can't wait.
Bye!
Berries, survivors,
I hope you'll make it.
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