well i know now what i knew then....
wow times like these make me wonder why i ever got on the flight back to the states, i loved it soo much over there, everything was perfect, everything was good, not all was well but it could be dealt with none the less. now back home it doesnt matter that i just had the time of my life, it doesnt matter that i want to go back, all thta matters is that i get that test done, and that i get the room cleaned and that i go to bed ontime and that i pay my bills and die.
its times like these that make me make a stronger vow that i will become very very very rich and retired early so i can move out to europe and take the adventure of a lifetime and never come back.
so i thought my parents were going out of town and leaving me all by my lonesomeness, but no they arent, they are leaving but they are waiting until my older bro comes back, which means it will still be fun, but not as good as i hoped it would be. damn it.
now as i head back into reality i reflect on the good times of what was just experienced and say to myself: "fo you special pwice, tre euros....."
its times like these that make me make a stronger vow that i will become very very very rich and retired early so i can move out to europe and take the adventure of a lifetime and never come back.
so i thought my parents were going out of town and leaving me all by my lonesomeness, but no they arent, they are leaving but they are waiting until my older bro comes back, which means it will still be fun, but not as good as i hoped it would be. damn it.
now as i head back into reality i reflect on the good times of what was just experienced and say to myself: "fo you special pwice, tre euros....."