Okay, let's just say I went out with my church youth group for a barbeque. I had smoke in my eyes, cinders on my feet, and rain water on my back, but the whole thing was worth it.
Except for one fucking thing.
We were playing fucking frisbee. Now I have nothing against the people in my group, and neither do I have anything against frisbees, but SOMEBODY *coughjoycough* swung the fucking frisbee right in in my fucking face.
In my eyes.
On my spectacles.
And I hate her for it.
My eyes watered, and I didn't scream, which was nice.
Then I started laughing like a dipshit.
And then they were all crowded around me and like, are you okay and all that.
Bitches. It's just my fucking eye. Leave it fucking alone.
Of course, nothing much developed until today, when I looked in the mirror and there was a fucking bruise, smiling blatantly at me, on my fucking face. Fuck you natural healing systems. Be a little more discreet.
Well, other than that it was a pretty good way to celebrate. I got to play a few MCR songs, but the lighter ones like "Kids From Yesterday" and "Summertime" as well as "Bulletproof Heart" and that's about as far as I could go without having a "NO!" snapped in my face.
ALSO my fucking handphone is fucking malfunctioning. Every single time I try to open the fucking menu or listen to music it shuts itself off. Damn you malfunctions. Damn you.
But the good thing about it is that I am getting a new handphone SOON *glares at mom* and it will be better than my older brother's, which means definitely a touchscreen.
I'm also drinking juice right now. Yeah, I drink juice when I'm killin' cause it's fucking delicious.
<3,
BB
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"You'll never take me alive, you'll never get me alive."
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