Tuesday, August 21, 2007
Another hour, another fucked up day.Im trying to get this nitroglycerin bomb of feelings inside of me out. But I fear its not possible. What with all the people around. Currently in the lounge waiting to depart. Yes Im going to Madrid. You can associate whatever heavenly word you have stored up in your vast vocabulary, cause my day started off like shit.Plan was really last minute. Scratch that, I didnt even confirmed that I wanted to go but whatver eyh. Packing was bullcrap, since my idea of packing was to take a whole bunch of clothes out from the closet and dump them on the bed. And in the end carried the whole load and chucked them into the suitcase. Of course I had to chuck them several times, all in different ways since they wouldnt fit. And after countless of attempts just rolled them clothes up and squeezed them in every knook and cranny of a space there was in the luggage.And I want to go now.