You might roll your eyes at this: September 2009

Dear Child

I'll stick with hot chocolate, for now.

I took my dog for a walk today, something I never do, and I realize how easy his role in life is.
If I were an animal I would want to be my yorkie bichon, Peter Parker.
He's spoiled, adorable, and a pain in the ass; but he makes me happy nonetheless.
I just want to make people happy. Simple as that.

The sky might fall

Nothing makes much sense anymore.
Day after day, so mundane and offbeat.
I have cabin fever... in my own fucking mind.
Nothing makes much sense anymore.
Just cigarettes and Kid Cudi.

Ich bin krank

So here is a compilation of good music, that I've posted here so I can listen to it later :)

Orange Fanta

I miss everyone and everything that "happened" to me this past summer.

I'm sitting here, sipping on an Orange Fanta I cannot taste, but that doesn't matter. What matters is that a bottle of soda can arouse enough of a thought that I feel nostalgic.

I miss the friends I had, the laughs we shared, and the effort that we put into making each other feel on top of the world. And naturally - simply because it's me - I lost all those people.

I need it to be 2011, I need to graduate, and I need get out of Cleveland. I need it. All of it. Now.

Chicago, July 2009.
Not the best picture, I just printed it out at Drug Mart because I lost my memory card scanner and so on. But it will do.

That hiatus couldn't last,

and I wish eveeeeerything was that simple.

On hiatus

I'm becoming one hundred percent unreachable for the next week, effective tomorrow. I will not be on myspace/facebook nor will I update my blog/twitter/answer my phone.

If you absolutely must talk to me, leave me a message and I'll get back to you once the week is up. Though, I can't think of any situation that could be so climacteric.

I'm just fed up with people taking me for granted, and not appreciating what I do for them everyday, basically.