We Drank With Demons Straight From Hell
Ah, well they've got at last! It's gonna be a fun nine days, well i hope so.
Jess is sleeping over tomorrow night, and when my brother goes out we're just going to sit around having a cigarrette in my kitchen with a cup of hot chocolate, and an ashtray and put on french accents with maybe a nice beer next to us. Ah... fun hey?! hehe i'm looking forward to it!
Today was ok, i didn't do much, but i never do much, had a lovely day with matthius <3
Hehe tis wonderful, ja?
Got thrown out in chemistry because i kept going into different voices and saying "Surrender!" At the top of my voice, and then "Are we going to have a problem?". You know, maturity at it's finest. I was then accused of being "silly" by Miss Goff, because i smiled at her. Ha, she wanted any reason. It's pathetic. All though she did look like a crazed gnome when she yelled at me, and i happily told her so.
When i got home, my parents went, and then i had a very embarrasing moment. I was getting changed, and turned around to realise my curtains were open, and my pervy neighbour and child were across the road and could see everything... mmmm nice.
I wish i was russian. It sounds odd, but their accent is pure sex. Ah, ive picked up new words off mime/asher/fred/sarah! Hehe but it is fun to say.
I read other people's journals and see some truly thoughtful stuff, so heres something for you to think about -
If you only know you went to sleep by the fact you woke up, how do you know you've died? And if you don't know you've died, how do you know you've lived?
Just something to think about x