P-chan's messy head
[*includes some spoilers*] The trailer had me judge the series too soon. Seeing masked men in red and a bunch of people wearing green tracksuits just didn’t strike me as interesting. In fact, movies like Hunger Games, Battle Royal, The Purge, Hostel, Would You Rather, and other stuff went through my head, and I Read More …
I had a nightmare last night where I was in a dark place. All I could see were skeleton demons flying around and then towards me. I was fortunate enough to have friends with me–protective friends. I was shaking in terror. Those flying creatures tried to tell me something, but I refused to listen. Some Read More …
I smoke. Secretly. I still encounter people who say smoking is harmful. They tell me of all people. A pack of cigarettes lasts me a month. How many things do I have to do secretly without being judged? How long will I have to hide the real me from people? Maybe I’m everybody’s clown. No, Read More …
I swear to God that I will get a gun. For the apocalypse.
Beautiful moments never last for long, and you know it. Once it’s over, you light a cigarette. At least you know when it’s over. A cigarette prepares you for the worst of the day and another one when you’re through. That’s how life is at the moment. You go dancing, but it’s not the same Read More …
The new year has only just begun, and I’m already under time pressure. I need to get my driver’s license and sort out my plans for returning to England. Also, I want to get on with my writing and start reading again. I’m spending too much time revising for my theory test. I failed it Read More …