I've heard that The Life of Brian is about looking on a brighter side of life, and an artist I'm listening to said he watched it like 15 times to fight depression, but I don't see that at all, I just see some kind of weird bible comedy stuff...
Ever since I got my own room and direct access to a bathroom just 3 steps behind me, I've been brushing my teeth more, 4 times more even, the activity is quite enjoyable, showering too.
I'm consumed by the modern lifestyle, I feel the need to do something than just being myself, I feel the need to write because that is productive, if not, I feel like a bum, and today I felt great because I finished 2 tests and done writing entrance exam application. Tf, fuck this, I wish my grandparents (mother side) would take me to Quảng Ngãi and let my ass plow farms for a living.
They must have made at least 20 steps a second, and for three people, every time I would begin to start thinking with my brain, a bombardment of horrific sounds of hell would leaked through the gaps of my hands and get into my ears, killing me inside out painfully.
My superpower is to write sentences that sounds complicated and sophisticated but actually just plain wrong and stupid:
"Next thing that happened was me, getting a sharp cut on my cheek, I got whiplashed, by not a whip or a stray bullet, per se, but rather from the wind, merely from the speed of whom was carrying me; Omen."