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av Max @ 16:56:14 i Old diary | länk | Prat (0)
Thing’s I did yesterday!
Theese are the things I did yesterday:
Woke up (eh, got upp, hadn’t really slept at all) at about 06.30
Ate an apple
Brushed my teeth
Walked to work (a long walk indeed, it’s my healthy period now)
Tried to work
Stopped working for about 17
Got a lift home
Got a total mental breakdown for about an hour
Mom came for a visit, with some shelves
Decorated my apartment
Drank beer with some friends
Walked home while talking to Lips
Slept
av Max @ 15:41:46 i Old diary | länk | Prat (0)
It’s bad
It’s really bad when you consider yourself to be a pathetic person.
Im starting to think whether I should call this emotional log, ‘cause all i do is complain how bad i feel and blah, blah fucking blah.
That’s not really true. Im actually a quite happy person most times, who some people even find humorous (?) at times. Let me prove that by telling a joke.
“There where once two tomatoes who where going to cross a street. One of them was hit by a car. The other one came safely over and said ‘Come on Ketchup, let’s go.’”
See what I mean? Im like Seinfeld or something.
av Max @ 10:58:36 i Old diary | länk | Prat (0)
I do need
It’s time to let the past go hide in a little box, so that You can pick it up when You wish.
Out with the old, in with the new (badly translated poem).
It’s not very healthy jumping between joy and despair all the time. It’s not very funny either. But let me tell You something dear friend – life’s not always funny, but perhaps You already knew that.
Im starting to wonder why I write this journal. There aren’t that many visitors, and one might wonder why You publish your daily doings on a stupid website.
Well, it’s something to do at least.
I do need a life. Desperate.
av Max @ 10:33:24 i Old diary | länk | Prat (0)