||[Jan. 7th, 2010|03:26 pm]
Gackt M.S. Camui
I know some of you might have heard about... the incident.
In my mouth.
And you might be thinking, but Gakkun, aren't you a fantastic snowboarder? It was my understanding that snowboarding was your favourite sport, and that you were nearly Olympic in your skills!
This is true, dear friends. Indeed, snowboarding is a great passion of mine and indeed, I have some skills in that area.
You might, therefore, be wondering how I allowed such a grievous accident to occur.
I have a confession, closest friends and confidants. In fact, I was not snowboarding.
I was not in the snow at all.
My horrible disfigurement is the result, directly, of a Goldbergian series of events beginning with a flight of stairs and ending with a particularly hard and angular artpiece, and, indirectly, of the New Years celebratory tequila and my affinity for only ambient lighting.
The truth, as it were, is so much more embarrassing that I would actually prefer people attribute it to mere athletic failure.
I am shamed. And my cosmetic dentist is only just coming back from holiday. At this rate I shall have to attempt to bring the hijab into popular fashion.