Biscuits.

Sad Me: I'm tired of living in the past.

Lazy Me: I'm tired of living in the future.

She cried after a long time. In front of me. Came the tears, all of a sudden.

I wish I can be there for her more, but she wouldn't want it, she wouldn't handle well.

She might drown in solitude, but she still would send me back home.

TOO MUCH SHIT HAPPENED.

TOO MUCH SHIT. TOO MUCH SHIT. TOO MUCH SHIT. TOO MUCH SHIT. TOO MUCH SHIT. TOO MUCH SHIT. TOO MUCH SHIT. TOO MUCH SHIT. TOO MUCH SHIT. TOO MUCH SHIT. TOO MUCH SHIT. TOO MUCH SHIT. TOO MUCH SHIT. TOO MUCH SHIT. TOO MUCH SHIT. TOO MUCH SHIT. TOO MUCH SHIT. TOO MUCH SHIT. TOO MUCH SHIT. TOO MUCH SHIT. TOO MUCH SHIT. TOO MUCH SHIT. TOO MUCH SHIT. TOO MUCH SHIT. TOO MUCH SHIT. TOO MUCH SHIT. TOO MUCH SHIT. TOO MUCH SHIT.

Still too much shit is happening.

but we're sure back on track

From now on I'll start contributing to this blog again, cause I've seen most problems change. Even if they don't disappear, they change form, they become something different.

I started to go to a workshop, enjoy Latin and Biology, and some other stuff..

This, has been the most BORING month EVER!! plus week.. 

Yes, it was that year of the time again, where I visited my grandma's summerhouse (which, actually turned into a real house since she started living there). A terrible month there, and a week here.. without internet.

I got to watch the Wimbledon Finals, some soccer, a LOTS of Friends and Human Target, and played poker with the family. Those were the only fun.

I started reading The Handmaid's Tale by Margaret Atwood as a summer homework, looks good so I should finish it sometime..

One week has passed since I returned home and I was full of enthusiasm, and now I'm all like my parents. We got the news that our house was sold back there and to be honest, my hopes were crushed. We're on rent here for five years and I was thinking maybe we could afford the place..

Anyways, enough with the sadness, I'll not mention the stuff I went through with her in the mean time, the tumblr confessions and drunk dialing.

It couldn't have been a more boring day, I guess.. Emptiness aallll over..

I had nothing to do, I was glad to watch Jamie Oliver, Patrick Jane and that episode of Friends with Brad Pitt (three times).

I can't help but notice the broadcast of the only comedy channel sucks. They just show the same episodes over and over again. -THREE TIMES A DAY-

I had two fillings the other day, that's another reason why I was tired; and I was like that David (?) kid after the dentist.. I wish this wasn't real world..

Yeah, I skipped some days. So, I'm at least still here.

it's been a few hard days, with my mum going nuts, and shopping..

I finally got Humbug and The Age Of The Understatement. I have to have them aaallllll. Really, if I don't get each and every single album on the planet Earth, -well, at least the ones I truly want- I can't sleep well at night. That's not true.

But I like to have a collection of complete discographies, in cases preferably.

I went to a shopping mall near a stadium for the first time, had IKEA there. Didn't know it existed so close to us.

The place had a Aquarium Museum or something, I don't know, but it was closed, so I got to go again some time..