Freak Show

"several more lives to live"

Otdavna sm na mnenie, che H.D. Thoreau e bil nai-gotinoto hippie ever. Obeshtah si da ne tria posts i da pisha v sluchai, che ima kakvo da suobshtia na anonimnata publika, no siakash vse po-chesto izneveriavam na obeshtaniata si. Opitah se da si naloja dori da ne poglejdam nazad, i da, poluchi se obratnia efekt. Kogato i da otdelia vreme da ponapulnia blog-cheto s nebivalici, sm izpadnala veche v neobratimo stranno, melanholichno nastroenie. Zatova i neizbejno se useshta 1 raven, lishen ot emocia ton. Da opravdavam sushtestvyvaneto na weblog-a vuobshte, bi bilo bezsmisleno. Spestila sm rutinata na bita, vse pak za tva ima instant messengers & e-mails;)
Dulja priznanieto (nai-veche na sebe si), che ne obicham da pisha po kakuvto i da e povod. Samokritichna sm i niama da go dokaram otkum genialnost i originalnost, tka che why bother? Ne mi e kef, kakvo mi puka dali spored niakoi imam talant ili hich. I t'ka, rano e za ravnosmetka, oshte ne sme prehvurlili 2006-ta, no eto 1 "done list":
1) change in address, new key, moving in on campus
2) getting along with the roomie, but hating on the rest of the floor
3) introduction to alma mater & lots of snoring
4) "c" is for crunk, no more dry MIT frat-parties
5) fingerprints were taken
6) BG sreshta i posledvalata goliama greshka
7) Mates of State concert
8) psiharsko natukvane na dalechen poznat ot BG v metroto
9) karaoke (thnx to 8)
10) trying to sort things out in my head, some crying
Spored Thoreau, "The mass of men lead lives of quiet desperation." I second that.

Addictions

Pristrastena sm kum Tetris. I kum voda, i shokoladovi neshta, i osveteni ulici i sgradi prez noshtta, i glutki cherno kafe, bez zahar, s mn mliako sutrin, i neminuemoto iztrupvane vseki put, kogato poluchavam obajdane s kod +359, i nebrejni usmivki ot nepoznati...
New key, same ol' me.
Dnes izmislih rima dokato vurviah kum lekcia. haha Triabva da ia prerabotia v necenzuriran variant. Maybe tomorrow (not by Stereophonics)