Monday, November 29, 2010

work work work

Will blog again when I have time! Sorry folks.

Song to indulge in on this snowy evening:

Sunday, November 21, 2010

20/11/10

My mom announced to me through her sobs that my childhood friend died from a drug overdose. Although the heaven&hell theory is a joke, i know i'll see him again at some point. Until then, he'll just be waiting where I can't reach him...

What the fuck?! Why did i do that on Friday?!
My Sanne flew into her old hometown on Thursday. We attended THE TALLEST MAN ON EARTH at Volkshaus. It was more than a blast. Friday, I had school, then practice, then fondue, then we played Kings with Fico&Seppi at Billiards. We left and made our way (inefficiently) to NT-Areal to see Laurent play some Dub...never would've thought it would be as much fun as i had that night. I miss her already. I just returned from the train-station. She's currently on a train on her way to the Zurich airport. At least i'll see her in December! I can't wait.

I realize now that I really have to manage to learn how to work my Mac. and clean up my iPod. I have so much shit on there that I don't need to have on-the-go, and all the time. I need the space.

The Teddybears are on my mind, but in honor of this Thursday-Sunday:


Thursday, November 4, 2010

je te demande un question

do you feel differently about everything because of what happened in the park?

I'm a Creep; I'm a Weirdo - Revelations

As soon as you left, i thought to myself: "I have to blog".
Has this personalized internet service become my outlet? If so, I have become quite productive without my knowledge of it.

You met me, We saw each other, I have felt you... and already my mood is rising?


- Were you what was missing from my life?

FGIT

FUCK GOD ITS THURSDAY.I HATE TODAY.EVERYTHING IS CATASTROPHICAL. BLEUURRRGGHHHHHH

Wednesday, November 3, 2010

Mr. P

You finally came. You little asshole. Keeping me waiting since August 28th.

But with your arrival have come other symptoms affecting me.

One is Pony --> actually, come to think of it, it didn't even start yesterday, which is when Mr. P arrived in town; more like a couple days ago!

WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?!

I need you right now and you refuse to get off your high-horse.

Weekend competition: exciting and scary.
Cooking with O'Neal: exciting and scary.

The upcoming week: scary.
It hasn't even started yet...what is wrong with me?

I feel like that again. Help me!