Last week’s work, less a bitch. Friends, some sticky and some prickly. Neighbours, still darn ignorant. Time, still money. In short, no changes. No crown, just frown
At times like these I would just spent my evening at the nearest shopping-mall. Watching escalators till it stopped and stare at kids who are in a hurry to grow up, to learn the truth and get screwed. Haha.
So it’s Sunday now. Hoorey.
I hope it would kick me good. I mean, a kick that could overwhelmed the tube a little and pushed all blood that running slowly in my veins. Perhaps a kick could improve the mood. My poor mood and everyone’s sour mood.
I can’t think now. I need sun. More than one if possible.