morgueville,heartland living.

at the rate the fucktarded zits sprout on my face it may just become an exact replica of the moon's crater. and now mr.rozelle's horrible oxymoron joke will henceforth be reminded everytime i smear some oxy-ten on. and till the day school finally ends and alevel becomes history, i may just grow out of my beige-khaki-stained-with-acrylics-pastels-whatever uniform and die of obesity. all because i fail to comprehend the understanding of my vegan diet and has now succumbed to all things meat. and don't blame me. food has now become my only staple for attention just so i can stare at the books for more than 2 minutes and 36 seconds. followed by which, i no longer style my hair like i do every morning just so i have at least a little novelty with how different partings can do marvels for my huge deformed head each day. this is because i'm either spending the time scouring for white hairs. and then feel satisfied. and also because having wax on my hair will make my hair frizzier than it already is after art everyday because tonnes of soft pastels speckles reside on my crowning glory and washing it isn't exactly anybody's idea of fun. i do believe the word you're looking for is grotesque. besides, i rather spend that time for sleeping. especially if your day now officially begin at 730am and ends at 9pm. in school. followed by 3 more hours of trying to stay awake with toothpick jut between each eye. but of course recently i found alternatives like 5minutesquicknap (ok. fine. 15minutes.) and food.


life hasn't been easy. and never will be anyway.
or rather, the lack of it.


earwax: fatjoe and terror squad - lean back; petula clark - downtown; good charlotte - boys and girls; rooney - popstars