Hahaha. I'm not sure if many of you know this, but I've had a gut feeling ever since I was little that I wasn't going to live until 18 and if I did, I wouldn't live til 19. Something inside of me just assured me I was right... in my last blog I told you guys to come to City Cyphaz.... well, I went to the hospital haha. I swear it was time. I didn't feel 100% and thought, im going to go play some pokies, away from the music, then i started feeling even worse, then all of a sudden it hit me. I couldn't hear hardly anything, my eyes went blurry...I couldn't walk straight. I nearly fainted in the middle of the Jubilee... but I made it to the stairs. I definitely would of looked like some junkie munging out. So we went to the emergency and the nurse thought I was overly dehydrated... so I believed her and saved myself waiting 3 more hours for the doctor.
Anyways. So my 19th shindig was the next day. I had a very very loose time... so on my actual birthday (the day after) I stayed in bed overly hungover watching my bf spew. I only got up to get myself a snack box and an ultimate burger meal from KFC.
And what else is there to catch up on? Oh yeah, uni is a bitch.
Here are 2 of MSMD's designs.
