Let's see here, now.

I finally made it . . . I took a pencil and wrote down some words . . . Then another accomplishment - I managed to scribble down some notes in my notebook . . . meaning I kinda created a tune for these words. I rejoyced for about 15 minutes, but when I played the whole thing to myself, it didn't sound like a song, it didn't sound like anything more than a screwed up attempt to show myself in better light! So there is work to do. (I never thought that writing a tune for a song about 3 sentences in lenght, would take up three quarters of an hour.)

Anyways, things are warming up - no, the weather is still crap - and I'm soon out of ideas. School ends very very shortly - one might say school is almost over. That's frightening because it means I have yet another school to enter, devour, puke up and disappoint in. We'll see - that's still to come. On another note - relationships . . . with family - so and so, friend - pretty ok, women - . . . (no words - can't think of any), myself - total anarchy and chaos. All in all - all seems fine and dandy.

Although I find myself drawn to BB in these troubled times - "all the happy couples who would mock me with their merry laughter, hahahaaaa!" (but then you came . . . and my world was turned upside down)

I know I'm making no sense at all - the text is all messed up and tangled up and no logical order is to be found here and I'm sorry for that. The thing is I'm having one of these streams of conciousness where I can't help it - I just write down everything I think of.

That's all from me today, I'm gonna go and dress inside out and upside down.