it's 4am.
and i'm almost wide awake.
which is not good.
i'm meeting liz and hera in a few hrs.
omg.
anyway.
just dawned on me tt i'm the only person my age who decided to quit clubbing and lead a boring life.
i just chanced upon someone's blog and like EVERY post is filled with pictures of booze and bodies and fake eyelashes and acting chio.
gags.
seriously.
people are od-ing on the falsies man.
do it with style man.
if i see another person with HIDEOUS fake eyelash i might kill myself.
the other day liz and i saw a sun wukong at winebar.
fake eyelash with gold glitter.
everytime she blinked
it looked like sun wukong blinking.
SUPER MOTHERFUCKING SPASTIC.
and the contact lenses with the black ring thing.
GOD.
do it with style.
honest to god.
people who abuse colourful contact lenses and fake eye lashes shld be shot and shot again to make sure they are well and truly dead.
it is WICKED. (in the bad way)
dont even get me started on clothes man.
i swear if there was fashion police
the fashion prison wld be FILLED.
-pukes-