Portitza domnului…

Si da, scriu cu “tz” and stuff like this, because maybe, and just maybe, i feel like it…or then again, i might not know better. Teach me oh wise one.

“The rising fever is providing me with the sweet relief of hallucinations. Where will they take me, what will i feel?

It keeps on coming back to me…that hot breath..that dark alee..nothing but loneliness; soothing loneliness. It is so relaxing.  Nothing but shadows keeping me company. What did i do to deserve their undivided attention?

Silence slaps me on the face, melting in my burning cheek and leaving its mark pulsating on my skin. Its like an aching kiss from your cold, frozen lips.

The wind keeps on singing sweet words to me; it guides me to the never ending darkness of the world.

It seems so welcoming and so personal.

Don’t be afraid, i’ll be waiting there for you….in the darkness…surrounded by pure nothingness.”

Just some thoughts.

Another Day, Another Bullet

So, like yesterday wasn’t bad enough, it just so happens that i carry a sign on my forehead that reads “give it to me.”

My appointment with the loan consultant sucked. I got there, late, and he tells me that he can’t help me, and gives me 2 phone numbers i can, and should call. Ok..dude..thanks a lot for wasting my time.

I canceled on school due to my shitty state of being.

Next, i go home and get pulled over by a cop. He drives like 30 miles an hour and i just can’t hold back and i pass him. He stops me and comes to my window with a grin as wide as the Grinch on Christmas. Mda…oh well, no ticket; this time.

I had to buy a plate sticker for 08-09 and it cost me $85.00..and then, the lady at the counter tells me that i need to buy a sticker for the Village, which is another $20.00. Yeah, ok, next time.

Sometimes it just amazes me how the state can take more and more money out of us.

So, to top it all off, my cold came back a lot harder then i thought. No sleep, fever, sweat, and a whole lot of chills.

Today is almost over, and looking back on the 3 days that i thought were never going to end, i must admit i got some things done. (be humble tu!)

I still feel like i didn’t accomplish nothing though….what’s worth remembering?

P.S. I’d like to create a list of the most memorable songs (in my humble, and all so important, opinion of course) but i’m too lazy. Maybe some other time. It’s a long, long list…with no purpose really.