Was supposed to meet Sherlyn in the late afternoon earlier just to hang out and chill.. and smoke. But she texted me that she couldn't go out because Mom was feeling a little bit of PMS.
Nevertheless, clean after my shower and done changing into my stuff, I decided to just head downstairs and walk around. Bad enough that he fucking WOKE up and starting showing off his other ninja sword from Bleach that he won from Jackpot, again.
"Pull it out ah. You can touch it."
Like I would wanna fucking touch your dumbass sword, right. Nigga please.
Then he showed me his new UFO flying gadget he won. Fucking flew the toy in my face.
Sometimes I feel like screaming at him to stop being a kid and go play his toys outside the house where there's SPACE instead of in the fucking living room where he can fly it across my face just to annoy my ass.
So.
Went down. Asked for Teens magazine.. since I'm not gonna buy any smokes with $6. They didn't have it. Not surprising. Walked around.. went to the kiosk. Got a magazine and a hotdog. Lady started promoting green tea. And hearing my voice, she knew I was sick, but she offered the cold green tea anyway. Took it. :D
Got home, opened the door and I saw naked aliens walking around in my living room.
FFS.
FOR FUCK'S SAKE.
If you know it's NOT your house and you're NOT living alone, please leave your clothes on.
You wanna strip naked in your room, you wanna strip in the toilet, in the bathroom, go ahead. But be courteous enough to PLEASE have some clothes on in public rooms. Like the living room. And the kitchen. Or a bathrobe. Or a towel, even. HELL, if it's SO fucking hot, then a sarong. BUT leave something on.
I saw everything and I wish I could unsee it or forget I even saw anything, but my eyes had already taken in the sight and Paramore was blasting in my ears. I've officially lost my voice so I couldn't even yell at them to put on clothes.
I closed my eyes for 3 seconds. Looked at the floor, looked at Steve and just refused to look anywhere straight after.
I know you guys are like "Oh come on, Jess.... you've watched all sorts of movies, you've seen girls in bikini suits, you've watched porn together with me, you've seen that fat bitch get humped by that skinny guy, you even see yourself naked in the bathroom... what's new? She has tits, you have tits too. She has an ass, so do you.."
But really, it was seriously, really, traumatizing. Not being dramatic or anything.
It was deffo not a hallelujah moment.
ALL that bullshit aside.
Still crazy over Paramore. I know for sure that when money rolls in again, I am most definitely going to stuff my bank with cash and buy something from FueledbyRamen.
I was watching on youtube all these lucky fangirls who actually ordered their tshirts and had it delivered to them and they were opening their box up in Subway. Yes, in Singapore.
Gotta say.. I really love the green TN shirt and the misery business tee. And the dogtags.
If I was a rich girl.... sigh.
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