Monday, December 2, 2013

Nah


Ouch.
This is the most accurate word to describe the pain of hot wax.

Well.
Today I woke up at nine.
This is really late for me, because I usually wake up between 5:55 to 7:15, but it makes sense.
I was staying awake until 3.
I wasn't tired, but my mother made me.

Today at the guitar lesson, I was so tired, I yawned like tweny times!
I'm not even kidding, it was like hiccups, just with yawns!

I just saw a quote on Tumblr, that is on Japanese but beneath it's translated to English.
It says:

It's said, that those who don't sleep
Confuse reality with dream.
This is really creepy.
I sleep like a normal person (I think), but the last part is me.
This is also the reason I don't like to talk much, because sometimes I think it happened in my dream, even it was in reality, I'll have to check it mulitple times before keeping doing the action I'm doing.
The best example is when I read books when I was younger, I would change the page, and making sure that it's true that skipped from 67 to 68, I remember it, and imagining me reading a book in 15 minutes (I'm talking about a book I wanted to read for a while, hundred pages, when I was at the second grade, the funny thing is that on the sixth grade all the kids have to read it and make a book report, I hated it, because don't you think I have my own books to read?), so five minutes of it, it would be checking up the pages.


I miss my old school.
It was a pain in the ass, but it was easier, without all those ucky people in that stupid big school.
I miss Victor, and laughing at the fifth graders that are suffering from those dancing.
Now?
I barely walk and talk, everything to avoid being known.
I'd like to be that kind of girl that people will ask "Is she even in our school?"


I feel like watching a movie.
And I have three options, and all of them are creepy, and bonded greatly with death.
I tell you by what I saw first to last.
Intruders.
Jennifer's Body.
Suicide Room.
It's not that those are my favorite movies (accept Jennifer's Body, I really like that one, and it's not scary or creepy aws Intruders).
I want Jennifer's Body, maybe afterwards I'll watch Suicide room, but maybe a comedy, depends, maybe a suggestion from YouTube.
Maybe Thirteen, but probably not.


NOW I NOTICED THAT THE SONG IN THAT WEIRD ROOM THEY PUTTED NEEDY IN IS THE SAME ONE OF THAT CRAZY SATANIC BAND!

And, that this Roman guy thinks that those band people are looking gay because of their eyeliner.
It's true that some people just pretty much look like terrible old woman like this, but eyeliner is never bad as lipstick.
I have a great example in my drawer, from a notebook of some TV show that tried to make itself even more famous, and I got it for free, anyway, they made that boy that looks better with shorter hair (to my opinion), with lipgloss and smduged eyeliner, of course with the right very specific lighting and a good close-up, it would look really creepy in the good way, but this show is nothing close to creeepy.

I'm going to bed, I don't know what I'll do, but I don't feel like the sort of taking-out-the-guts-only-using-your-evil-powerful-fangs kind of death, I feel like ridiculously-stupid-terrifying-and-amusing-kind-of-death.
I'm going to watch 1000 ways to die.

Berries, Survivors,
I hope you'll make it.

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