SUICYCO MUTHAFUCKA
Yesterday I really had the shits about living in this hovel with my family and decided to call Johnny to see if he'd cut my hair, even though I was feeling shit from not enough sleep and xanax. One 0.25mg xanax makes me feel wasted after being asleep. Pretty good value I spose but it gets old, rather quick.
Johnny was up for it, so I went over there in the sweltering heat and saw his awesome (NOT) setup and his house was like an oven. I'm so spoilt, having air conditioners that turn this house into a freezer, at least the living rooms. Sitting on a chair in the hallway of Johnny's house, getting a mohawk cut made me feel punk LOL. Mainly because the house is povo style. I was paranoid Johnny wouldn't cut a good mohawk even though i know he'd be a perfectionist about it. At first I was having second thoughts because I realised he'd had a few beers and he was starting to go to that annoying place. He was taking ages and kept going on about how good his skills were LOL. In reality though it was uneven and the lines weren't totally straight. i ended up being able to make it near perfect, at least the top and front, which mkaes me think if I can do it better on my own he must be crap. I checked the back last night and it was off too. I'll attempt to fix that later. Need someone to hold a mirror.
After my hawk was cut we got some beers, cooked sausage sangas and went to Roxanne's friend Josh's place, where boring young adults were gathered. It wasn't too bad though. Many funny and deep moments. Johnny was raving about his mad skills which was getting annoying. The music was fucking terrible pop RnB shite. I was over it and left without saying goodbye while Johnny, Roxy and Josh were in the pool.
Got home, started a war with my old man. The fish tank lights were still on which pissed me off and there was something else that triggered me. i just can't handle living with people that don't care about cleanliness and order like I do but I'm realising and trying more and more to curb my controlling personality and let my hair down. I'm trying to ignore these things that set me off and just focus on immediate needs and wants. I hate being this way.
Been thinking a lot about moving to the US lately but have a mental block as to how I could make it happen. i briefly thought about getting a one way ticket over and staying as an illegal but I'm too smart for that! Damn it. Thought I should just start by moving out, nearby, then maybe interstate etc...
Johnny was up for it, so I went over there in the sweltering heat and saw his awesome (NOT) setup and his house was like an oven. I'm so spoilt, having air conditioners that turn this house into a freezer, at least the living rooms. Sitting on a chair in the hallway of Johnny's house, getting a mohawk cut made me feel punk LOL. Mainly because the house is povo style. I was paranoid Johnny wouldn't cut a good mohawk even though i know he'd be a perfectionist about it. At first I was having second thoughts because I realised he'd had a few beers and he was starting to go to that annoying place. He was taking ages and kept going on about how good his skills were LOL. In reality though it was uneven and the lines weren't totally straight. i ended up being able to make it near perfect, at least the top and front, which mkaes me think if I can do it better on my own he must be crap. I checked the back last night and it was off too. I'll attempt to fix that later. Need someone to hold a mirror.
After my hawk was cut we got some beers, cooked sausage sangas and went to Roxanne's friend Josh's place, where boring young adults were gathered. It wasn't too bad though. Many funny and deep moments. Johnny was raving about his mad skills which was getting annoying. The music was fucking terrible pop RnB shite. I was over it and left without saying goodbye while Johnny, Roxy and Josh were in the pool.
Got home, started a war with my old man. The fish tank lights were still on which pissed me off and there was something else that triggered me. i just can't handle living with people that don't care about cleanliness and order like I do but I'm realising and trying more and more to curb my controlling personality and let my hair down. I'm trying to ignore these things that set me off and just focus on immediate needs and wants. I hate being this way.
Been thinking a lot about moving to the US lately but have a mental block as to how I could make it happen. i briefly thought about getting a one way ticket over and staying as an illegal but I'm too smart for that! Damn it. Thought I should just start by moving out, nearby, then maybe interstate etc...