Month: April 2009

I have a big head, a blocked nose, sore eyes and dry lips. The typical symptoms of a bad day. It’s no big news that I’m not stress-resistant. I hate dealing with customers, but I don’t think there is a job where I’m free from people. Suppose it was at least a small group of Read More …

How is it going with you? Did you execute all your plans? Is everything alright? Sorry, way too many questions at once. I’m ok, ups and downs as per usual. I take that your love life is a total bummer. You don’t seem to be that lucky when it comes to love, eh? Do you Read More …

April 5th, Sunday, 12:25 pm Sitting outside Liverpool St station. The weather’s gorgeous. Still, I have eight hours left before my flight. So I’m sitting in the sun to kill some time. I can’t be bothered going shopping with all the heavy stuff. When should I go to the airport? What a cool breeze…that’s what Read More …

London, April 3, 2009 It’s evening, and I’m going to have a night in—two days of walking around London without a plan, except getting a DVD and tea bags. Of course, I bought some presents, but overall I didn’t spend as much money as I thought I would—what a holiday. Now I have to save Read More …

Sometimes I wish I never stopped taking antidepressants. I feel wound up, and I’m close to yelling at my mother again. Bad dreams of the ex and trouble at work. I don’t know how to deal with all that. It all just crashed on me right after my long holiday. This is life. Look between Read More …