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yeah, the toughest day is over with a lot of shit in boxes, two luggages completely full, and all of my stuff in bags and whereever just ready to be moved out....i feel better today and tomorrow will be much more better....

tears..

i wish i didnt have to go through this....
i just feel like crying, emilia is packing...and the whole apartment is full of nothing but boxes everywhere...

so yeah, finally we decided to go to Marazil`s...but i dont feel like drinking, thats a miracle....i know that if i drink, i am gonna do stuff about which i will feel guilty tomorrow...and i dont wanna live through that...i wanna wake up tomorrow and feel great, not down because of some bullshit stuff...

it is 3.20 a.m., and i am still awake, thats insane..

listening to porcupine tree...and trying to write down something in my paper journal..
yeah, words dont come easily...

i fucking cut the front part of my hair to make it look stylish...but obviously i just messed it up...i have a test tomorrow, and i am struggling to study....i am stressed out...and i have a lot to do,moving out, mailing stuff, buying things before i leave...i feel horrible...

oh shit..what did i do?
i just called a couple of people to see what they were up to..and umm..well, they wanna do something...god help me!
i think not all the guys are as bad as latinos...

What a miracle that i didnt try to update this morning before i went to sleep...
I guess I was way too tired, and not drunk...
Last night (and morning) was fun...It really was...