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It's 1:30am, I should be heading off to bed, but It's Thursday and Fridays are free so there's no need to worry about the time tonight. I'm getting kinda tired, but I'll sleep tomorrow, I dont feel like going to bed anyways. I still have to finish that java thing, but I'll do it tomorrow, I have till 12pm to do it. Long enough.

I'm feeling weird right now. Happy but at the same time sad, or maybe not sad, but nostalgic. About what? dont know.. I'll try to find out in bed, that's always a good place to think and inquire into deep feelings. But shit, I might know what's going on and what I am nostalgic about... I guess I just don't want to admit I have such feelings.. Like that Unsung Zero's song... It's funny how we sometimes think everything's under control, that we can handle absolutly everything that comes and goes and then we realize we're just being carried away by circumtances and trying to deal with them as best as we can.. I think I can't deal with this whole situation, or I might just don't want to deal with it the way I'm supossed to do it. But I'll just let it be and won't panic, for now.

I've looked at the 803 in my arm today and you can hardly see it. I thought about remarking it, but I'll see. I'll tell my sis first, she might want to do the same. It's amazing how much that simple number means. It's definitely not just a mark in my skin... It's kinda like a reminder of this summer, though there's no need to have one cause I doubt I'll ever forget a single thing. It might have not been that spectacular for others but the friendship I found in people I didnt expect it and the work and travelling-with-friends stuff was awsome, and for sure spectacular for me..

:: I know brown eyes get boring but I'll wear dark glasses all the time and hey, if you want me to, I'll take a knife to my own bright eyes ::

posted by susiluz @ 2:22 AM