im amazing at stories, and a load of random bursts of thought you probably wont understand

i like talking like this. its strange how bad stuff brings good stuff out.
i guess i should remember in life that no matter how much crap is thrown at you something good will always come out.

i told glen a story today when he asked me what happened in the bath:P
well i think i must have died by drowning for a time, because i found myself in a field somewhere. it was strange, the grass was all blue, but sort of mouldy? like really old cheese but slightly different, in a grassy sort of cheese way. so i was slightly unnerved by all this, so i got out of my bathtub and went to have a look around. i found a hammock, that looked like it was woven from unicorn fur, because of the glistening substance - it sparkled in the sunlight. i ignored the hammock because i didnt really feel tired, and walked further away from my bathtub into the distance. i found myself in a strange forest, except all the treetrunks were made of gold, and had leaves that were all black and singed, they smelt funny. and then all of a sudden i was surrounded by ghosts. they didnt look threatening, just your typical ghosts really. kind of transparent, and whitish. these ghosts came to told me all this stuff about the future and the past, and idk if i should tell you because it was pretty scary stuff tbh. im actually scarred for life, and now i know all the answers im not sure i want to live anymore.
but anyway,

i couldnt find the ending, goddamn you stupid facebook chat.

i have injections tomorrow, fml.
eurgh i hate when you dont know what to say. fml.

i need to pack my stuff for tmoorrow. eurgh, well at least these injections get me out of maths i guess.

me hairs wet, dry already.

im scared.

bye.