WTF?!

OMG.



Last night F and I had some MJ and L4D with Mia and Nat till 4am. On the way home I kept thinking of zombies and how good it felt to shoot 'em down. Then I dreamt.

I was in some room, with a cabinet full of Lynn's things. Faceless people kept putting glasses of Coke down and ants kept coming swarming all over my hands when I tried to move the glasses and Lynn kept scolding me cos the ants got into her precious stuff.

I woke up and then my dream was real.

You know how it feels when ants scurry all over your hands? Tiny, teeny footprints that feels like a gentle tickling... well, until they decide to bite you. It was there for the the whole period of my dream, and when i opened my bleary eyes it wasn't over. Puzzled, I sat up and looked at my arm woozily.

There was a big black spot moving around my arm.

And I thought to myself, "Wait a minute, that wasn't there before"

Panicking, I swept the big black spot off my arm. It fell into the waves of bedcovers. I started screaming and jumping off the bed and grabbing my glasses and pulling F off the bed.

IT WAS THE SIZE OF A TWENTY CENT COIN.

F passed me tissues, I caught the bugger with gusto and promptly told F to FLUSH THAT BASTARD INTO THE TOILET BOWL NOW!!!!!!

Stupid muthafucker touching me for like 3 hours and expecting to get away with it? FUCK YOU TOILET BOWL BUGGER.

K I'm done going shopping and Butter later amigos.
PHOTOS UP SOON I PROMISE.

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