this trip to gainesville was the most masocistic experience i've ever given myself. this town has seriously ruined everything about and inside me. one more slap. big. and last. i think it's time to put an end to this livejournal thing too.

it is 3 am. i declare today to be a historical date in my life. it is the last night i am working on a project. last fucking night!! i'm freaking out. what am i going to do then? i've been living with this for the past four years. design has become my food. i'll seriously go insane.

i just remembered the manic street preachers. i can't believe i forgot about their existence.

this country is turning me into an alcoholic.
and you to.

went back to venice ( Read more... )

oh and another thing. just because i'm bored this weekend and finished a bottle of fine italian wine (yes, i do excuse myself before stating anything lame). whenever i do random search, i always end up finding a journal in russian or of an annorexic girl. it doesn't really feel like a random search anymore. is there some kind of message for me???

i've been convinced to sign up for myspace. and yes i did. it's fun doing profiles and it is so addictive. but in the end, i don't quite get the idea of having a profile online just for the sake of having it. i signed up anyways. i've done a lot of things without a full comprehension of them before too. i'm a puppy.

i changed the olfa knife for heavy intoxication of my liver.
at least i still have my nice spanish haircut.

i lost my ability to flirt. and it is all thanks to being a faithfull girlfriend of one big jerk. the closest to flirting i can do now is to throw a coaster at the guy's friend's eye. go me!

you stopped loving me. just like that. at one instant. just like my father ( Read more... )