
How people can go on and on about things and then have their 5000 words worth of essay and I can't fucking make the hundred, I don't know. I guess my life is pretty boring. Probably I should talk about my earlier lives, when I believed in angels and all that stuff. Well, one day, when I am REALLY our of it, I think I will start something like that. At the moment, with my bloody broken English I can only do so much, but I don't feel like thinking in Spanish, I'll have time for that another time.

And disappear for a while.