Well... here i am, halfway across the planet. 2 years ago this time i was dodging brown eyed chicks, and now i`m dodging beggers and psychos on the streets of america... did i mention i can`t fit in this society? .... homesick

I`ve just signed up for college and i`m anxious to start that, hopefully things will pick up after that. Or meet people with whom i can actually talk my own language with. (not that my english were anything less than fluent)

for some reason, after disengaging in "self numbing activities" - like watching tv all day, playing video games or buying something to fill the void - i`ve found that i`m not as merry as i used to be. being cooped up all day inside isn`t doing me very good, i haven`t written any songs on ma gee-tar, written stories or done any artwork lately, even though i have at least 2 ideas for the latter.

i`ve been thinking of doing myself a tattoo, maybe that will wake me up from this very unreal state...

well, that`s it for now, it`s 12:30(half passed tomorrow), it`s too hot, my back is hurting and quite possibly i won`t be able to sleep more than 2 hours straight tonight. Perhaps a nice shower will help.

anyway, 10x for reading it`s been a cathartic experience

life is precious. so is art.