So yes. My room is currently the most messy it has ever been, to my recollection. Now, it’ not even just messy, it’s actually disgusting. I don’t want to go into all the details because it will just gross you out and make you all think I am really disgusting and messy… So anyway, as you would’ve known, the past few weeks (maybe not the most recent few) have been hectic with assignments. Now, it’s not even that I pull all-nighters consecutively before the due date, which would probably be more beneficial, but a single all-nighter before the day I hand it in, whether it’s (not ever) on time or days/weeks after. So yes, I had the phase with the tim tams. Recently though, I haven’t been doing that. I think I may be put off on that for at least a few months.
I’d been drinking a lot of tea in an attempt to boost energy and caffeine levels to no avail. And so, seeing as these past few weeks I’ve just given up, I had just left these mugs of half drunken tea in my room. Fermenting, as you will. To be honest I think they’ve been in my room for maybe two weeks. And my room is strewn with my clothes because every morning I don’t know what to wear. I’ve worn this top this week already and I don’t want to look like a dirty hoe who wears the same clothes everyday with obviously no time to wash them.
So anyway, they’ve just been sitting there. And for some reason just now I decided to finally take them downstairs to the kitchen. But before doing that I had a tiny peak inside… EWWWWWWWW MOULD!!!!!!!! EWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Oh my god it was excruciatingly cringeworthy! Oh how I cringed! I saw it and quickly put the lid back on. As I’m writing this I am cringing, eughhHH!!!!!! There were like black green circles of mould sitting on the top, and I think the tea had turned into some acidic translucent colour. Most likely due to the soy milk in it. Oh so gross. At first when I looked in I thought it might’ve been the tea bag, but it was peaking out from two ends of the cup, and that was when I realised it was mould and shut it!
I’m not sure, but this might be the most disgusting experience of mould I have ever experienced! Equalling this other time…
The other time was in probably year eight I think, when I was thirteen. My mum used to pack me sandwiches for lunch and sometimes I wouldn’t eat them because instead I’d buy something from the canteen. Usually, one of my friends would be hungry and they’d end up eating my sandwich. I think on this particular day, I forgot about it and I’d already arrived home from school, the sandwich still in my lunch box. Of course I couldn’t leave it there, otherwise my mum would’ve gotten me in trouble for not eating and also might’ve made me eat it then and there. So I snuck it out of my back and stashed it in this massive plastic storage container I had with all these old books and girly files that you’d write in. And then, I guess I forgot about it.
Sometime later, I don’t really know how long, I opened this container for some reason and holy mother of god, how it stank of death. Oh man, it smelt so bad, it was sour and strong, like an actual garbage dump. I opened up the paper bag, and there was the sandwich. Soooooooo grossssssssssssss. All mouldy. Not sure which is more gross, the mould growing on the sandwich or the mould floating on the tea. Fuck.
Mould is like the one thing that is actively revolting. It’s not even the type of gross thing that is so gross but you just can’t help looking at it. It’s the gross thing that is just like eugh, get out of my face and out of my memory. So bad.
Yeah so I took that downstairs and left it on the counter. My mum cleaned it. Lol. If I was living alone I would’ve just thrown the cups and everything touching it into the garbage bin. So damn disgusting. Well, I don’t know what she did with it, maybe she threw it as well. But I supposed I can’t ever drink from those cups again. Fml. Well not really fml, but just so gross.
My room is a mess. I haven’t started writing the essay that is a substitute. It was due Friday and now I want to hand it in on Monday before 6pm so I don’t accrue even more than two late marks. I suck. And I have work tomorrow… I’m so bad at work. I’m just so bad at what I’m supposed to do. Oh fuck, I am going to fail all my exams. I can feel it. I told my mum I want caffeine pills. She said no… I must pull an all-nighter on Sunday. Otherwise I won’t be able to start studying for my exams. Oh I am going to fail.
Lol my parents are trying to talk to me right now. My dad bought me some stuff for my dry skin, oh it’s so dry. It’s literally like vaseline that he’s bought me. Lol my dad’s telling my mum that his brother, I think, had a baby and for her to congratulate them or something. She’s like go away, you’re disturbing everyone. Because I’m supposed to be studying right now. I think she’s like, I’m not going to, because they didn’t congratulate her? I don’t know. Oh right, it’s because they had a baby boy. And my parents didn’t have a boy. My mum’s like, I’m the only one who didn’t have a boy, what can I do… Lol. I don’t even know. Kind of depressing really. Oh well. Oh well. Oh well…
Eugh I think they wanted me to be a boy. Oh well. Eugh, I think I would’ve made a particularly ugly boy. I don’t know, it’s much easier for a girl to improve their looks with makeup but for boys, it’s au naturale. Meh. I wonder how I would be if were a boy.
Anyway, I should try and get back to my essay which I haven’t done. I haven’t even read the articles yet. Fuck.
Just Another Woo Girl
Just Another Woo Girl