~ The reason for time is so that everything doesn't happen at once ~
Ah, the clinic today was fun. All those little kids grabbing on to your fingers, and all those cute smiles. If I were a guy, people would be predicting a long journey into pedo-ism in the future for me. And I don't care if that's a word. Running a fever that's showing no signs of getting better, and I spent the whole day doing one thing or the other. I am gonna use whatever words that has gotten the approval of my now-delirious brain. Assholic or not. (Screw those red squiggly lines, just for the day)
Yup, 5 bites the time it took me to write that paragraph. Are ants developing a taste for human flesh now? Ooh, young kids going all shy on you, then peeking from behind their mothers to see if you're still there. Ok, it was quite heartbreaking hearing them cry, but that only lasted a while, and it is for them to get better (:
Ok, that guy in your brain that controls where your thoughts go? That guy is currently drop-dead drunk and is jumping from the parallel universes in my head. My apologies. Antihistamine's are no good for rational thought flow. Probably worse than getting drunk. Unless you're really super drunk. Like downing 3 AK-47 after 4 long islands.
Like McFlurry's raspberry dazzle that never tempted me before is like a forbidden fruit now that I should logically be keeping away from it. Another 3 bites. And I don't know why that sentence started with a like.
I'm stopping. Because me being crazy should not be on paper. Hopefully tomorrow my brain'll work and then there'll hopefully be a good piece. Haven't had one in ages.
Oh, and from tomorrow onwards, the stories can be true, partially true, or fake. It's time to venture into fiction, and putting up a disclaimer each time beforehand is getting a little.... annoying.
P.S. 18 or 19.....
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