Monday 20 August 2007
I want to be a Fish.
I want to be a Fish.
Think of it. How would it be? Mind you, not a very long life but it would be cool.
Ok, at the doctors now. Sitting in the waiting room. Everyone's looking at everyone else as if the Plague is about to erupt again. "What he's got?", "Whys she here?". Conspirical minds flowing with visions of death. Slightly metaphorical and Emo-esque but oh well "I'm sensitive and dark, with low self esteem and they way that i dress makes everyday, seem, like Halloween." Man i love that song! And the Medic Droid. Check them out on youtube! Anyway. *Cough* Someone is coughing! AAhhh the PLAGUE i tell thee!!! lol, oh well. I'm a medieval type of guy anyway. This is very much like waiting at the Airport just without the flying, and those annoying repeated announcements.
The Fish are chasing each other, hehe. Like cat and mouse only with, eh, well, Fish. So tempted to run over and play with the kiddies toys! These seats are so uncomfortable! Do they actively want us to have back problems?
County show is tomorrow. But me and someone friends were up to see they rides tonite. OMG! so much fun!
Such an intense euphoria of adrenaline mixed with 'OMG dont puke!'. Its better when you haven't been on a ride before and your like 'OMG I'm gonna die! I'm gonna die! I'm gonna die!' But then the ride starts and the adrenaline precipitates on the end of your tongue, which in it's self, along with the rest of your body, is like taking acid.
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