OOBLECK [the sequel]

so heard something new early saturday morning. the morning after my birthday. something even more enormous than last time. and the funny thing is, last time, after mentally vowing to keep my mouth shut, i find that everyone and their mother knew after all...so ironically funny. but this time, i know that i'm the only one. and i know that this time, it's going to stay that way. (with all that is in my power anyways).


i feel like throwing up.


and the worst part about it all? it's still oobleck. still oobleck. nothing has influenced either liquid or solid. absolutely nothing. i have said many times that i don't know what to do. not only has this statement never, in my entire life, been more true, but more than that; i don't know what to do with myself. i don't know what to do with my thoughts, with my heart. i don't know how to handle myself. i don't know how to begin.