Monday, November 19

[Don't let nobody tell you your life is over]
Sunday was fun but pretty messy in the beginning.
Fucking fights over the phone about:
a) Where to meet.
b) Who's supposed to bring the camera -.-
FUCK THE WHAT YOU DIRTY TWATS.
See, this is why I don't hang with rich spoilt straight brats. Ok, don't sue me. Hahaha. So Adrie put me in charge of the guest list & tonnes of people were on it. So we had to secretly cut off some people hahaha. I saved a few asses. & yeah, I was supposed to be there a little earlier. But nooo them brats had to stall to get new heels & plasters & manicures first, which then made me into a dwarf cos I was wearing havainas[borrowed]. No, you can't kill me cos Str8 was the dresscode. & no, I'm not gonna say what I wore until you ask okay? Lest you choke & die of laughter.
So we got there & the place was half packed already. Those who weren't on the list had to line up outside HAHAHAHHA. I art skillxz. Blahdabadeedoo. Josie came on the dot at 6 & rocked the turntables. I love her music. You'll dance non-stop, I swear. Ok maybe because I wasn't really in the straightest of minds, thanks to double dosage of ice. I'm fucking dumb. Still, I took over the stand for a couple of hours while waiting for the next DJ to arrive. I swear too many things freaking happened in merely 2 hours there. I mistook a stone butch for a boy & told her to piss off even though she was polite. HAHAHHAHAHA. Srsly, she was cute. Kinda like that Pink Ranger from PR Mystic Force. No fucking kidding. Soooooo cute. But I was far too dumb & forgot to ask for her number.
YAY! NO PITTURES. Cos in the end they decided I should bring the camera & I didn't cos they didn't say nothing.
Oh! Idk how but I fell asleep while hanging/talking & I woke up like at 2ish & Haizad cabbed home with me.
Haizad: Ok where do you live?
Me: SHUT UP I'VE NO IDEA JUST TAKE ME HOME.
HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA.
So kids, don't underestimate your body by taking double dosage of illegal ice.
I'm living proof. Hahahhaa.

& slit-eyed scarf face needs to get a grip. It's already over. It's as though she's possessive over the air she breathes in. Fuck the what man.


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