Seriously.
I am bored to the bone. I'm not going to use the word death as I am clearly not ready yet to be dead. Ugh. I hate it.
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I think that is what we should all do when we are boring. Either that, or we should spam someone in Facebook with a very boring message. Again and again.
I am very bored.
Bored.
Bored.
My eyes don't betray me, because my eyes can't lie. Guess what? It's me who is lying! YAAAAYY!!
Heh.
I am having a pretty stupid fever caused by reading a heart-breaking book for all night long, and later realised that I was rather having a hard time breathing. Most probably due to the book. I hate that book. I'll cover it in a few, maybe tomorrow.
I am currently trying to figure out how come my head can actually throbbed as hard as a person banging on the door. Why is that person banging on the door, is still pretty much a mystery.
As I'm trying to do that, I am watching some scaredy-cats hunks doing a cover on ghost story. And I'll be covering them, also in a few days or so.
I hate being bored. Bye. See ya when you are not bored and go bust a nut and jerk off an elephant who is ramming a live dolphin who is banging the door to the house of the lustful zebra, blowing rhino crap bored.
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