Okay last night I had a nightmare. The more important part is the part where I was drowning. Besides the fact that it was terribly real, I really couldn't breathe. I was literally suffocating. Then I woke up in cold sweat and took five minutes gasping for breath, trying to get my pace slow enough for me to make things out. I blinked a few times, panting heavily in a messed up bedsheet. And sad to say, I'm still alive. But aching all over due to last night's episode.

I am seriously going to see the doctor by next week. Wanted to go tomorrow but apparently my parents are too busy to send me there. And my conscience is saying, "Y'know what would be funny? If you happened to have an attack tomorrow and died, then your parents would regret this for the rest of their lives! SNORT SNORT" Ha ha, very funny.

I think there was quite a lot I wanted to cover in this post, just that I can't remember it now.

And I always wondered why don't they add those bubble bath things to the toilet flushing mechanism. So the thing there is always filled with bubbles. I mean, firstly it'll always smell slightly better. Secondly it'll help keep the toilet rather clean. Third its more aesthetically pleasing if the predecessor forgot something. Lastly it makes business less noisy. I mean, come on! Just dump a bit of soap into the drinking water and we're halfway there!

I got a new phone today, its a Nokia 6600 fold. Personally it doesn't appeal to me THAT much but its really one of the more pleasing of the lot. Its really quite good already. Compared to a certain PRADA phone I happened to see there. But it feels so weird, and kinda sad. This Samsung phone has been through a lot with me. I still remember staring eagerly at its screen on certain eventful nights. It feels so strange to be letting it go.

The caterpillar I've been keeping for a few days is now more than six inches long. And its still eating. And I'm running out of flowers. And my mom is angry. PUPATE. PUPATE ALREADY. And I am keeping this water snail thing in a small container, which apparently lives on algae and filthy stuff. And I'm not used to. Keeping filthy things. Alive. Its kinda new. One of my five fishes died, and that was before I read up somewhere that neon tetras don't feed from the surface. Guilty as charged. And I think Jojo likes me! Maybe it was the chicken jerky. If there's one thing I learned from oral diagnostic, its that chocolate is fatal to animals.

Yes, Joel, I'm not the hideous, sadistic, animal-torturing monster you usually make me out to be.

Oh, Little Big Planet!



Sincerely, I am not in a good mood today. In fact, I haven't been in a very good mood for a very long time. I'm starting to lose my motivation in everything. Everything dies in the end.

Ugh.

Azazyl

Stench of humanity,
The rot of those fair.
Despair!
Of lost sanity and
Dreams never there.