it's a long way down.. it's a long way down..
update about last entry: the falling in the club wasn't caused because of excessive dancing behavior. i was told i put my finger on my head, spinned around a couple of times and almost fell. when i noticed i didn't fell in spectacular way i did it again but spinned around faster & longer this time. then i collapsed in the busy crowd, got up & smiled. i'm a sketchy drunk.
oh this is me pretending to be in the karaoke:
today was really dull. i got up around 1 o clock in the afternoon & still fell no motivation to get out. but i did eventually and ate a hamburger and some bread. i almost finished a new song and i'm pretty happy about it. i sat around and didn't do a lot.. i listened to music, played guitar, read a lot. i gave up on getting a job, i'm going to sell most of my records. records.. i never thought i'd end up selling tehse, since they're most valuable possesion. It's funny, cdause you're thinking, "hmmm.. whatever that happens in my life, whenever something shitty happens. At least i'll still have my records, since i'll never be so dumb/desperate to sell them". And BAM suddenly, some years later, something terrible must have happend with your brain's reasong & feeling for logic and you find yourself doing the unthinkable: giving up your vinyl shaped babies. some people (always the non-record collecting / non-nerd kind) have a look at my shelf with records & comment nonchalantly: "but you never listen all of them anyway". but i do listen to all of them, i'm obsessed by listening to music when i get up til i go to sleep. anyway i can't complain since i still have a computer with thousands of songs, so it's not like music will fade & that terrible thing called "silence" will set in.
my best friend, who is 24, is finally hanging out with a girl! that's why i hardly see him anymore haha! he really deserves to be around a girl since he's the most modest & nice guy ever. just not the loudest guy, girls seem to like loud guys. which sucks.
but seriously, now me. come on. take me, it's my turn. i'm 23 and i hate to see couples around nibling on each other ear, assuring each other how awesome they are & how cute both of them together look. grabbing each other on the butt occasionaly in the middle of the shopping street, and hug and kiss at the trainstation like they have to go to the war, when they 're going to see each other tomorrow probably again. YO! i'm just being jealous & frustrated! i want a piece of this too! i wanna hug & squeesh somebody til she almost dies.
the fact is, now being unemployed and isolating myself from most outdoors activities and not turning on my phone anymore, i tend to find lots of time to think about useless stuff like dreaming away about imaginary girlfriends. i walk outside with a bike instead of actually riding it something because i have lots of time to kill anyways.
also; tonight will end up being weird.
oh this is me pretending to be in the karaoke:
today was really dull. i got up around 1 o clock in the afternoon & still fell no motivation to get out. but i did eventually and ate a hamburger and some bread. i almost finished a new song and i'm pretty happy about it. i sat around and didn't do a lot.. i listened to music, played guitar, read a lot. i gave up on getting a job, i'm going to sell most of my records. records.. i never thought i'd end up selling tehse, since they're most valuable possesion. It's funny, cdause you're thinking, "hmmm.. whatever that happens in my life, whenever something shitty happens. At least i'll still have my records, since i'll never be so dumb/desperate to sell them". And BAM suddenly, some years later, something terrible must have happend with your brain's reasong & feeling for logic and you find yourself doing the unthinkable: giving up your vinyl shaped babies. some people (always the non-record collecting / non-nerd kind) have a look at my shelf with records & comment nonchalantly: "but you never listen all of them anyway". but i do listen to all of them, i'm obsessed by listening to music when i get up til i go to sleep. anyway i can't complain since i still have a computer with thousands of songs, so it's not like music will fade & that terrible thing called "silence" will set in.
my best friend, who is 24, is finally hanging out with a girl! that's why i hardly see him anymore haha! he really deserves to be around a girl since he's the most modest & nice guy ever. just not the loudest guy, girls seem to like loud guys. which sucks.
but seriously, now me. come on. take me, it's my turn. i'm 23 and i hate to see couples around nibling on each other ear, assuring each other how awesome they are & how cute both of them together look. grabbing each other on the butt occasionaly in the middle of the shopping street, and hug and kiss at the trainstation like they have to go to the war, when they 're going to see each other tomorrow probably again. YO! i'm just being jealous & frustrated! i want a piece of this too! i wanna hug & squeesh somebody til she almost dies.
the fact is, now being unemployed and isolating myself from most outdoors activities and not turning on my phone anymore, i tend to find lots of time to think about useless stuff like dreaming away about imaginary girlfriends. i walk outside with a bike instead of actually riding it something because i have lots of time to kill anyways.
also; tonight will end up being weird.