my green spots (they're all ironically in red packages)







While I was in the CC toilet the other day, I inserted my 10-cent coin to buy some toilet paper, and without realising it was faulty, I waited there like a fool and after a few minutes, I started getting angry and banging the damned machine. AND, SUDDENLY, AN ALARM RANG. Apparently the damned machine is security protected. I wonder who would really want to steal a box of 10 cent coins. Not exactly striking it rich eh? So in a state of panic and shock and half laughing at the fact that a machine that dispenses toilet paper is actually security protected, I just stood in the toilet thinking whether I should run or just wait for someone to come so I can explain. In the end I just ran out to the ground floor toilet and shirked all responsibilities. I AM NOT A THIEF. HOW DARE THAT ALARM RING ON ME.

I've been skipping school a lot lately but it really cannot be helped. On Wednesday I woke up feeling very sad and nostalgic because one of the giants in my dream died. I was running away from them initially but it was out of sheer humanity it seems that the giant died trying to save me. One of the creatures reminded me of the blue caterpillar smoking the hookah in Wonderland.

I wished I had all the answers I needed but that would simply be no fun because I secretly enjoy having my spirits lifted and lowered. It makes me feel more alive. Right now, I feel lost. I feel wrongly right. WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP, IT'S ONLY 79 DAYS LEFT TO PUSH MY GRADE FROM ONE END OF THE GRADING SPECTRUM TO THE OTHER.