Wednesday, September 5, 2007

Do insects ever get jealous of the flying ones? I bet they do. If I saw a man flying around while I had to walk around like an idiot, I'd be pissed.

I bought Tiako drum master today. I'm pretty sure it is the perfect headache creator for anyone that is not playing. I like it a whole lot. I feel like a child with a medical disease. I just cannot, I mean cannot stop hitting the drum and it feels SO good.

So while walking today I pick up a handful of dog berries (keep in mind, these where my whole entire childhood) so when I pick them up I do what I normally do, which is throw them. After I finished throwing them I realise I have a little residue left from a squat berry in my hand. I can't help but smell my hand and of course I was punched in the face with so many memories. I felt like the biggest idiot. I had stopped and sat on the ground squishing berries and smelling my hands. It was the most bazaar feeling I had felt in a really long time. I really couldn't stop myself from smelling my hands and seeing myself making dog berry soup or throwing them at my friends. we used to have so many Dog berry fights. I felt like a mom whose child had died and was obsessed over finding clothes that still had there "smell." I guess it's not really that funny to say, but people do that. They want that smell to flood the brain full of memories. I felt that EXACT obsession.

Over DOG BERRIES.

What the fuck is a dog berry anyway?

I have two bruises that are perfectly symmetric on my face.
They are both on the bottom of both my eyebrows.
These bruises are because I fell asleep with my glasses on.
I am a HUGE idiot.

School starts tomorrow for me.
I'm looking forward to it. Send me text messages!
I love school text messages.

Someone sent me this picture of myself on Canada Day to show me how drunk I was, now I know I was this drunk but WHAT? This is so flattering.
People have to stop saying “that bugs me.” It’s racist.

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