My angryness a cause de Lloyds.

I am sweat and its 3 oclock in the morning. Nothing to do. Final exams start in two days and I just went dancing and had some jack daniels with cokes.
It is the beginning of a new era of the same. When I woke up this morning I did not think it was going to finish this way.

It was a normal day, although a bit disappointed as I felt betrayed (now confused) by a person whom which I consider now one of my best friends in Essex. I guess he did not noticed. But, nothing serious. I guess.

And then…

One complete day, trying to solve three bloody micro exercises.

Some jokes about holding a cardboard where written “Do you want to be my friend?” It sounds mean, its not, if you take it with philosophy. Take it as you will.

The happy plant. Some time with Bob and Tom at the lake. Some sun. Sunny essex. Bloddy sun that does not let us study.

I wish I could escape.
Its only two more weeks.

Perfect time. A chat with Carmen, relief... relief...

And then some more. Cooking for her, the blonde girl. No problems. Sharing with people, no problems. And spending time with some people who I don’t consider really my friends (Not all) just bearing in mind that I would never see them again after one year.

I guess I have not watered my trees or I have not done the correct.
I need to call my gardener. I do not how to seed a friend, a job.

Everything is in my head.
Everything.

And then. Tired. Go back to study. Two more hours. Interrupted. No job. No bloody job. It's not your day.

I decided then to go to the Underground. I did, with another friend.
After saying I like you, there was nobody.

Some dances, some music. Some silences.
Some nothing.

Driving drunk to my house.
Thinking about everything,
Writing it,

Phone call from Matt..

Three o’clock
Its too late.







I guess I really should have one cardboard: Looking for a new life.