Now you see me for who i am.

Ass on yo' face!

My currently most loved song and the best video I've seen so far, Soon we'll be found by Sia is missing. Now i don't think i can start my day with a bang. let alone knowing that i have the suckiest paper- actually i don't think I'm the only one who feels this way- tomorrow, on a bloody Monday afternoon. Chemistry. Chemistry did made the best eherm and due to this chemical reaction and invention- or whatever you call it- people had soon learned to appreciate chemistry more. But nah uh, not for me sir! Chemistry has always been THE most hated subject ever. PERIOD.

After many failed attempts of churning my brain juice upside down inside my head, hoping to replace the old rotting brain juice that I've currently have for the past year to a new fresh- orangey like substance has been really terrible. Giselle has been with me "helping" me throughout this process and dear god, town is definitely not a good place to be at to be doing something so important. All that buzzing and commotion and loud bass and fast foods and that packet of cigarettes has been pulling me away from our so called "studying" moments.

Besides town, there were other tempting treats that made me shoved studying aside, like the bottle of Chivas day with friends from Saint Gabriel's school listening to Boston by Augustana and Your heart is an empty room by death cab for cutie. How about the nothing to do but sit around the skate park day watching Jeremy the cunt, Justice Foreplay, Ben flyboy, King Theron, Ben Batam, and Benjamin the uk boy flying around on their super light bmx bikes drinking green tea, sprouting rubbish and cam whoring the whole time.

And how about the day where I've spent an entire morning AND afternoon sleeping- which in my opinion would think it's a rather waste of precious time. Sunday, for some people who would call it the day of rest had really knocked me out till 5 p.m in the afternoon- i am a slacker. So eventually i had my breakfast, lunch and dinner at 5 o'clock. 2 hours later, I'm here with black beauty typing this down- once again not with a book in my left hand and a pen on my right.

What has this entry become to? Oh no, i think i might be suffering from a self-inventatory called the Ohnopanickattackstudyingnotalert syndrome.

Oh actually, i think it's more of i can't be arsed about it i guess- i just learned it today btw from an English friend!. I think i might have actually solved a problem. I'm very much delighted now.

I think i should go grab a can of beer and start playing footsie on it and probably kill myself after.

Enjoy the rest of this lovely Sunday monsters.

Going out to Miranda the bike and Fredrick the purple dildo
-officially owned by Benjamin Richard Perkins.