Happy 18th DLWJ (;
I've had many shitty experiences lately, and I have no idea why my stomach isn't working well enough to stop churning shit out every now and then. That, or why my sphincter muscles are unable to keep the shit in the rectum. Or could my rectum be decreasing in size? :c
I shat outside. Twice. 2 bloody times. The first one was weird and random, while the second one was...weird and random too, not to mention disturbing.
I did mention my dislike for auto-flush systems right? I'd like to declare war against such technology but sadly speaking technology is like nature and nature can't be beaten by one's solo efforts =\
On my second try to clear my shitter of shit, the feared backlash happened. I was like 'OMF the shit water just splashed my butt', but it didn't end there--the auto-flush kicked in and more shit water came to rinse my ass. I don't know what's its point, but it happened and I felt weird having (relatively clean) toilet water being pumped up to tickle my balls. I didn't consider standing up and waiting for the rain to end, because I was kinda enjoying it myself. Hooooooooops.
It really was ticklish.
Watched the A-Team with what remained of the guys as KL went back home to watch Germany vs Serbia after I tipped him off that Germany was in dire straits. Football fans can be quite crazy at times, but oh well, whatever floats their boat.
Oh, and we met for DL's 18th birthday. Happy birthday boy, hope the opportunity to use the condoms I gave you arises soon <3
It was quite an epic day actually, we wanted to stalk him at his house at around 4PM before going to J8 after giving him(and subsequently, eating) his birthday cake, but due to a retarded reason(tuition), he came at like 5.30PM. It was epic fail ahahahahahahahahaha but the lead-up was tickling anyway. I went swimming in Bishan library on the floor while charging my phone and while the rest were doing weird stuff like studying or reading comics(I am guilty of this one), and we whiled away one hour like that.
Then KL opened the wrapping to DL's shiny new wallet(OK, not shiny) for me to slot the condoms inside what would otherwise be slotted with cards. The instruction manual went to the IC slot, so he could refer to it should he have troubles putting it on.
Went to Pizza Hut to see if we could eat there but no, there were too many people and after buying food in Yoshinoya the Pizza Hut people called. So oh well, too bad for them. Then the A-team, and went home. OK I am slightly disoriented due to fatigue, I've had weird sleeping hours the past few days, always sleeping at 2AM and waking up at like 6.30AM, I guess I will die young this way.
Perhaps this explains my weird nightmare when I was having a short nap. As is the nature of dreams, they fade. And they fade very quickly. But it's another related nightmare, and I noted it down as a handphone reminder immediately after waking up from it. It was something like a friend changing her blog address for someone she barely knows, and I went like WTF due to jealousy. OK I get jealous over everything. It's a male thing to be jealous, like you don't want your female friends to go around mating with people, at least not with the people you don't approve of. The blog address was 'acidified.blogspot.com', and well, there really is a registered blog there and the last(and only) time it was updated was in 2003, which was my Neopets day. I didn't start MSN until Sec2.
And saw the Cat High 4-9 people when we were walking around J8, it was epic. I became shameless for that few seconds when I shouted 'WEN SHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEUUUUUUUUUUAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNNNNN', before the general public started staring and I faltered. I don't know..I didn't stop doing weird stuff just because it's weird, so why am I trying to conform to what's 'appropriate behaviour in public'? Is it because as we grow older, we get a more profound sense of shame and by extension, feel the impact of said shame/humiliation more when we get weird stares by people? Or is it that I've become ball-less? How do I move on from here then?
By thinking I'm affected by age, I already am affected. If I were to carry on doing weird stuff, it'd probably just to prove that I could do weird stuff and not shy away. Doesn't that mean I'm doing it just to prove that I still am up for it? What would then happen to the amusement I used to get from friends' reactions? Won't it transform to 'relief' instead, because I'd always be relieved that I'm still up for it?
Or was my past bravado based solely on the Catholic High School uniform? I had no problems making a lot of noise in J8 wearing the school uniform, and basically being a public nuisance. Today, I was obviously not wearing the uniform or other school-related stuff.
What's missing?
-- 6/19/2010 01:45:00 AM
