[Let's welcome me back to MyFest] I wrote all my love for you on 20 different sets of papers before I gave all of you away, back to where you came from. Sayo-fucking-nara, Os. :D
So now comes the job-hunting days to earn them dollars. It's tiring me out but hell, it's fun. I end up at weird far places & get lost. While at that, I discover new things/places/services in this freak of nature of a country, AssGee. I try every damn way to not look at my atm card so I wouldn't spend on nonsense. Besides, I am going broke [that's why I need the job] & I need to stock up funds to flee the country at the end of the month [that's why I need the job right now]. So when I end up in those weird places for interviews, I end up gulping down 86476 yakult at the nearby minimart or something. Now I think I should start ordering them monthly hahaha.
So I've been hanging out with a couple of kids of late, including my own :D It's great how we finally have time to go out like this but it sucks all the same cos we're broke + we could die rather easily, say in 30 minutes. Cause of death: Laughter and/or Nicotine-infested lungs.
Note to self: Cigarettes are gonna get darn cheap there/ Rxn: YAYAYAYAY! + Holy Marlaykey *dies*
I miss Ikea. Ok because I'm hungry now & there's nothing at home. I miss our troop, talking shit, getting deep, getting whack & me missing/forgetting dates. & where, you ask? Ikea's motorcycle parking area. Hahahha. We should hang sometime. Or organise a sleepover. Or idk, check into Hangout. Or whatever.
Anyway, now that I'm free & good to go, bring on them fucking parties! Or we can always just COUGHhang out. Hahahaha. But srsly, as long as there's nothing to do with the 11-letter-ed word, I'm willing to school you old school style. Maybe some of you aren't surprised but the other cluster of you are going, "WTF, when will Shida ever grow up & get grounded?!" Here it goes: a) I'd rather not grow up just yet & take on youth slowly. b) I can be grounded when I'm dead.
