So, today is over.
I woke up around 10, still at Jo's place, and messaged Patrick about when he'd call me to go to the barn. It wasn't long til my phone rang, but it wasn't him, but Thomas. Well. Fine, too. They'd decided thomas would pick me up, so I waitet til Jo got up, we talked a little, i Helped him with the washing mashine, as he wanted to surprise his girlfriend. A Brief hug, and then i left, carring quite a load with me, towards the subway.And i rode on the subway. 16 Stations. And I got home, and by the moment i opened the door, found out, that when i left friday night i forgot to turn of the heater in the bathroom. Something to add to my "not-to-do" list.
And when thomas came by i showed him some pictures of Al. I don't know whether it's allowed, but as she's sooo beautiful i just had to. We and we did some stuff together and the day passed by and now i'm tired and I'm thinking of nameless who i haven'T talked to in ages who was kind of a computer geek, pale whiteish skin, a creature of night, very beautiful, too, and a very nice friend by the times then. And i think about Ina, from Hong Kong, and Anna from Finland and Anine from Denmark and Theo and Roels, and a lot of People who i haven't heard of in ages. I don't feel i have to much left in common with them, but in some way i miss them. I don't want friendships to break apart. And i feel like getting used to losing friends will keep you from making new ones - You will learn you get along alone, you will learn you don't need anyone. But inside of you there's this something, that doesn't want this being alone, And this other something that will tell you about how replacable you are, and how everyone else is, and i'm very curious who will win.
And now i'm going to bed, listening to the pouring rain and the thunder outside. I love thunderstorms. And I love the beauty of Als body. It somewhat makes me feel melancholic. I guess I'll listen to Mellon Collie and the infinite sadness tonight. Haven't heard it for a long time.
And i still feel alienated here.. Everyone's so special, and i just don't make quite the impression of belonging here.
And I think Max is great. I might err. But it's still what I'm thinking. I mean the're some prejudices about america 'round here. A nation who claims that no american should be judged by any law not american. Whilst it judges people who live elsewhere, who obey the laws of where they life, when they enter the united states.
Maybe the netherlands will issue a law that will propose "any means required" to be used if someone from there gets prosecuted in the us for something that is legal in the netherlands, like owning weed and carrying it around with you. Oh my. I don't know. I just don't know.
I woke up around 10, still at Jo's place, and messaged Patrick about when he'd call me to go to the barn. It wasn't long til my phone rang, but it wasn't him, but Thomas. Well. Fine, too. They'd decided thomas would pick me up, so I waitet til Jo got up, we talked a little, i Helped him with the washing mashine, as he wanted to surprise his girlfriend. A Brief hug, and then i left, carring quite a load with me, towards the subway.And i rode on the subway. 16 Stations. And I got home, and by the moment i opened the door, found out, that when i left friday night i forgot to turn of the heater in the bathroom. Something to add to my "not-to-do" list.
And when thomas came by i showed him some pictures of Al. I don't know whether it's allowed, but as she's sooo beautiful i just had to. We and we did some stuff together and the day passed by and now i'm tired and I'm thinking of nameless who i haven'T talked to in ages who was kind of a computer geek, pale whiteish skin, a creature of night, very beautiful, too, and a very nice friend by the times then. And i think about Ina, from Hong Kong, and Anna from Finland and Anine from Denmark and Theo and Roels, and a lot of People who i haven't heard of in ages. I don't feel i have to much left in common with them, but in some way i miss them. I don't want friendships to break apart. And i feel like getting used to losing friends will keep you from making new ones - You will learn you get along alone, you will learn you don't need anyone. But inside of you there's this something, that doesn't want this being alone, And this other something that will tell you about how replacable you are, and how everyone else is, and i'm very curious who will win.
And now i'm going to bed, listening to the pouring rain and the thunder outside. I love thunderstorms. And I love the beauty of Als body. It somewhat makes me feel melancholic. I guess I'll listen to Mellon Collie and the infinite sadness tonight. Haven't heard it for a long time.
And i still feel alienated here.. Everyone's so special, and i just don't make quite the impression of belonging here.
And I think Max is great. I might err. But it's still what I'm thinking. I mean the're some prejudices about america 'round here. A nation who claims that no american should be judged by any law not american. Whilst it judges people who live elsewhere, who obey the laws of where they life, when they enter the united states.
Maybe the netherlands will issue a law that will propose "any means required" to be used if someone from there gets prosecuted in the us for something that is legal in the netherlands, like owning weed and carrying it around with you. Oh my. I don't know. I just don't know.
dia:
There's nothing wrong with someone who makes you feel dirty.