stepped out of the bus at 12am and 40 minutes later we're already holed up in somebody's attic.
and well fuck me. all those freaking epic shots of london, cardiff and albeit the mediocrity of manchester, were lost.
yep. all of them.
WHAT. THE. FUCK. DID. I. DO.
i mean, who the fuck use frames to refer pictures????
FUCK ME. why the fuck do the memory card have to be full at that fucking moment?? when the only epic view of mediocre manchester could have been shot??
and why would anyone put in a "delete all" function in a fucking camera? where all of the most invaluable memories and those creativity seeds were planted, tended and the fruits of inspiration harvested, ready to be uploaded on somebody's anonymous blog???
and if so, why would they make the function so easily accessible? it's like those stupidly obvious big, red, interestingly labelled self-destruct button located at the freaking main panel of a spaceship like in those old slapstick si-fi comedies.
WHAT THE FUCK
now i'm torn with either to salvage shitty pics from the other cameras or not to upload any at all.
or maybe i'll just start anew. settle with pics i'll take later in amsterdam and maybe use some of those generic google earth images.
no one will notice anyway.
haih....
bodohnye....
that aside, the bus ride to newcastle was boringly plain.
no interesting character appears, no notable event worth of notice.
just a struggle to sleep upright with the hope of not hanging my jaw open or drool myself to embarrassment.
the plan here were to relax and wait for our flight to amsterdam.
in the meantime, i'll make a recap of what happened in london and if there's no writer block or shits, i'll write something about what i would do in amsterdam. things like how i could actually have weeds without getting my ears full of "weih janganla."
due to lack of fapping all week, i had a raging morning wood and some annoying random boners throughout the day.
and a weird erotic dream which almost end up with a wet pants.
i was pudge. with hooks but not fat and undead. all i did in the dream is hooking random girls and have sex. (or what i think sex would feel like. rape in a dream? pfffftt)
but then this one girl, the moment i start thrusting my boner in her she did those dreadful expression.
what i think the face a girl would give if she thinks mine was too... inadequate.
then scenes cut through pretty weird and suddenly i was living a fugitive life.
a wild newspaper page flew in. it read something like,
"HIS DICK IS SO SMALL LOL"
i was sneered by the world!
the horror!
i don't know what woke me up (i try not to recall) but FUCK YOU!
5.5 is the UK AVERAGE! that’s not even the asian average.
anyway, manchester was not that bad. we didn't have a decent meal here. just a choc bar, choc milk, bird food bread (i don't know anymore if i took the loaf out of the bakery section, or the pet section), and a can of sardine.
but who cares about what we had. maybe my mom would cry rivers if she knew about it. heck, she would literally post actual cooked food if she knew what i had daily in alex.
we ate them food in the victoria station. on a bench. observing people.
like some
it was fun! it was like, watching those random shitty shows or movies you've download without looking at their ratings, in real life! fully 3D! EPIC definition!
complete with "haha who's the main character? what's the plot of this shit? when will the trains start to transform and wreck shits?"
can't really remember the details of what i've saw.
most of them were boring anyway though there were some interesting people.
eventually, it made me think,
"these people are just like me. just wading through life roughing through shits. some maybe on boats while others just have to deal with planks or nothing at all."
i've always thought everyone are living a life that's revolving around something bigger.
people give shits like spoiled brat to those who they think thought "the world is revolving around them".
i think that is true.
imagine it like this,
i am a dot. everything else is another dots. these dots either revolve slower, faster, going nearer and drifting apart.
what i do may cause these changes.
the main thing is all these dots are not the same. they may react differently to what i did.
it's just a matter of which dots i want to have by my side.
now another things that matter.
these law of dots physics may be applied to the other dots.
damnit!
i'm really bad at spouting
eh...
i had fun.
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