holiday sunnnnnnnnnnnn

ha ha ha....what a funny thing faith is...

my life is actually a joke. a real joke. and everybody else laughs except me. you know what is funny? i enjoy jokes. i make them. i practically adore them, it's just that this time, they love me.

do you have moment when all you want is to relax? i do...this is one of them.tomorrow i will be on my escape bus to turkey. turkey looks so far from where i'm standing. it won't look so far tomorrow.

gotta go...gotta pack

to know or not know? that is the question

todaY the phone rang.i picked up. it was her.
"i have something to tell you"
"do i wanna know?"
"i don't know, do you?"
"i might..."
"well... check this out. i was there when...."
and she told me what had happened. i already knew that. than something stroke me: did i really want to know? no :))

So i told her never to call me again on that issue. many say what you don't know can't hurt you but (to quote someone) not knowing is the worst thing ever. i want to know. i want to know everything. sometimes this need of knowing made me look like a fool but what is your problem??? i hate those people that are afraid to ask: we pass with the car near a factory and i am so curios to find out what happens behind the closed doors. does that make me stupid because most of the time i find myself questioning : what does that do?? and I am the only one doing that. Does everybody else know or are they just too afraid to ask? Do they have the answer to all these small questions and if they do, why don't they want to share them?

Anyway, MR.Oh is still alive. And so am I. why don't we go and have a drink???

here i am so I can dream on, my dear fantasy boy....oh...Oh

so here i am....this is me...there is no other place that i would like to be :)

for some time a question has been bothering me: why is it that we women always want to be unique? What is with this obessive need of being special. do we need someone to make us special?

well.....the correct answer would be No but, in my case anyway, the answer is yes. Here i am , bored and still so full of hope. Something is different now, one way or another. Why is it that I can't answer to the quetion what is wrong with you? nothing...

i could start taking about holiday about my holiday but there isn't much to say ... the rolling stones concert was amazing. Seriously, i loved it> actually, right now i am listening to rolling stones.

I have spent my entire day packing although I am very frustated: I know that I won't use most of the stuff i packed, I won't wear make-up even if I have all i need with me, and I won't keep it clean...my bag. It's gonna be a real mess in there. But who cares? Not to me.... :))))) IO have waited for this opportunity for months and now...here I am. Leaving :D

Why is it that nost places we used to love we now hate? Why can't we forget as much as we would like? why can't we accept defeat, when there is nothing left to fight for? that is the big question. i will find an answer. I have to find an answer to that question. until then...i will just lay in the sun and dream onnnnnnnn

P.S> Can I call him mr.Oh or it would be too fancy? see ya later, mr.Oh