You can never stop a Sunday being a Sunday. It’s not possible.
I’ve got a new celluar phone. Tecnical gadgets makes me happy, for a while. I’d like a new stereo, tv, vcr…
I’d like a girl. I’d like two girls.
I colored my hair. I bought new jeans and a nice shirt. It at least gave me some kisses, but nothing else. From time to time, it’s the nothing else im intrested in.
But here I am, before You, dear computer, doing what I usually do – write. That all I ever do – write, write, write. When I finished that sentence I came to notice that the statement wasn’t exactly true because I have told you earlier about the new hyperactive Max, but thats probarly just a phase. Every kid passes through a phase of some sort.
We’re all kids on a huge playground.
av Max @ 20:09:51 i Old diary | länk | Prat (0)