Own activity. I guess that was when I had the most fun.
Besides that, stoning around was what Sylvia and I did. Stoned by the pool. Oh, that was nice.
When the party ended, we stood by the pool and I don't know, it felt so nice and relaxing.
If only I lived there then every night, I'd probably sit by the pool all by myself.
Sit there, with the stars above me, feet in the water or just above the pool.. Japple on my lap.
Oh well.
I almost killed myself yesterday.
Accident. I wanted to boil water, turned on the gas thing but forgot to use the lighter I guess.
And yeah, I smelt the gas and I was wondering why the water took so long to boil...
I had a weird dream this morning (since I slept at.. 2am?)
I dreamt of myself. Like, we were all supposed to cut our fingers. One finger. Cut into half.
I can't remember what the whole thing was about but anyway it was kinda scary since I can't take gory stuff. In my dream, the person in charge of cutting my finger was a kind person. I didn't want to cut my finger so in order to help me smoke through, the person just made a slight cut then wrapped it up with bandage or something so that there'll be a little blood, to make everything look more realistic.
What a weird dream. A few days ago, I cut my finger. I can't remember why.
But I saw blood and was just grossed out.
I think, last week there was something on donating blood.
I really want to since it is something meaningful and I'll be able to help someone but I can't unfortunately since my weight's not appropriate (I gained weight!) and plus, I'm too scared of the needle.
I can't remember what I wanted to blog about initially. I shall update again, probably at night.
Do we know what we're fighting for
