Guava kills and People don't give a shit

Last night marks the last time I'll ever taste the murderous yellow goo that claimed my trachea and almost killed me. I'm gonna miss my yellow goo...Not

Today was one of those blank days. I had to cancel out on the movies with a friend because mum and dad put me on house arrest with a restricted diet, eliminating an element everyday till they find out what I'm allergic to, going with Guava first. I overheard mum talking to Grandma saying I almost choked and they stayed up after I slept to make sure I'm ok. It was at this point that I decided not to tell mum that my throat wasn't exactly cool.

I photoshopped the Logo picture on top, took a lot of time and still I'm not that satisfied with it. I keep saying I should check out a couple of new tutorials, because I only learned about 4 new tools from the last project, but I end up on photoshop playing around with the same old things with slight improvement. Oh whatever. A couple of days ago I was so bored I almost photoshopped an orange that says "I'm not a grapefruit" instead of my head. I gave up on the project because it didn't require many tools, what a waste of originality, eh? A couple of minutes later I ended up back on photoshop adjusting that orange right on top of my neck again, that's when I decided I should make coffee. For the third time however, two days later, I feel the urge to photoshop an orange instead of my head. Oranges are way better than heads, they're way quieter I bet, not a lot of blending going on in it. Pun intended.

Now on with the "people don't give a shit" part. Do you know how it feels like sometimes when you think your life is there for the sole purpose of proving a point? over and over again? Like someone's existence is required to prove that luck doesn't exist, another one's that dogs are man's best friend? I don't quite know how to get my point through, but I'm pretty sure if my life had a theme, it would be: "No one gives a shit". I'm not about to go over my life for a complete stranger over a couple of drinks here, but hear me when I say this. No one gives a shit. I can prove it to you, but I don't have the energy to go over a scene that has been stuck on repeat for as long as I remember, just look around you and you'll see it.

Oranges wouldn't care either, which is another reason why it would make a better head. When everyone around you eats fried cats, you'd be nuts to wanna have chicken, but then again I was never good with analogies. I'd rather photoshop an orange instead of my head than put it in some sappy metaphor that people would read once, have a brainfart, then forget about it for as long as they live. Mark my words though, they WILL imagine an orange instead of their heads.