September 2008
20 posts
iris.
and i dont want the world to see me. cause i dont think that they’ll understand. when everythings meant to be broken, i just want you to know who i am.
and
i’m watching wedding tv.
lol
this game we play...
what is it called? love - she says.
have you ever….
Q1
what’s the best part of your body?
… my cerebral cortex.
.
won't be here.
mum: so you found yourself a flat yet?
ag: uhmm... naaah.
mum: well.. you gonna find one?
ag: probly...
mum: my friend will be renting the house late next year..
ag: cool. i won't be here.
mum: yeh, but you'll come back?
ag: hopefully not.
[for the Nth time this year. maybe she finally got it]
mum: well... whats the point in buyin an apartment then?
kids.
ag: aww... how cute is that boy.
mum: who?
ag: that little boy in th ad.
mum: oh yeah... you know what?
ag: what?
mum: when i was your age... i wasn't that interested in kids at all.
seriously
as it sounds.
International Faculty of Engineering. is doing their best. all the info is provided on their website. woop, woop. i kinda cannot wait. but im afraid, too. do you want me, do you not? does it feel hot, baby? does it feel cold?
15 344 km / 9,534 miles
open up your plans and damn you’re free.
fuckin hell. what else is there to say?
impossible.
i cannot take much more. come and explain. i just want to be there, in your arms. why is it so hard to wait? why is there all the doubt? lack of trust. where has it gone?
hold my hand and say everything will be alright. again, cos your words are the only words i believe in.
sailing above the stars.
siemano. palenie wasil.
stop kent.
co będzie jutro? wtorek. / whats gonna be tomoz? tuesday.
która godzina? ósma.
ive kissed a girl. bardzo lubię cie i ty o tym wiesz. m jak wasil. this soldier of fortune. nigdzie. w aucie. nie wiem. nie umiem.
chodźmy siusiu! chodźmy na dziób
kochajmy się. / lets make love. i thought i could get over it. i did. then i come back. and my inbox has a surprise...
a&a.
A: Hey, wheres johny gone? I took only a sip and then it disappeared...
a: Uhmmmm........
A: Ag?
a: Well... Johny, because he's a Walker, he went for a walk. A long one. I wouldn't be waiting for him if I were you...
A: ....
a: A tak naprawdę to wiesz....
just found it accidentally on our little forum... good times, ag. good times!
Watchvideoclip of my favourite song of ‘the age of the understatement’. YAY. i tried to cook today. and its eatable. im going out for a while, so i can get high with my friends. i will be back soon/ish. and im going to nz next year! (-:
and i have beautiful friends.
and today i aint looking for the meaning of life. for once.
meh.
and nothing else matters.
“It does not matter how slow you go so long as you do not stop.”
– Wisdom of Confucius
down.
god dammit. i pretend to be all fine, over it. and stuff. when actually i cant sleep, cant eat, cant drink… my heart has been beating twice as fast as it usually does. till He says something. not explains,
but just ensures what he said before was true. n that he still doesnt want to hurt me. i still love her. but the bit of my heart she got from me, she trampled and threw away. and I am...
Watchi have heard that tunes ages, ages, ages ago. but only tonight i got to see the video. and… lovin’ it. events of last night of VFest in Toronto … well, this is what you call stupidity. or simply the lack of brain cells. see, there are other people/artists that believe in the beauty of the world. people / cunts will not make them stop making art. thankgod.
english.
i have never asked myself why do all my blogs, notes and diaries have been written in english since i got back. before the exams i used the excuse, it helps me with my english. perhaps my mind is always in the land of koalas. or maybe i like the habit of thinking in english. and i do not want to lose it. i dont want to lose this very certain Someone either. even when i want to think i do. or i do....
the beginning.
Once upon a time there was a girl who had once gone to live in a different, remote and beautiful country. Before her flight home she took her heart, lacerated it to a thousand pieces and gave one to each of her dear friends she had met during these ten months and whom she loved with all her body, mind, heart and spirit. promising she will be back one day. Remaining pieces she kept to herself,...