Wasp

Memories are scattered in my mind. I feel like a wasp that is trapped on the wrong side of the window. I feel like a part of me should not exists. I sense a constant struggle between myself and I. I do not know where the real world stops and where imagination starts. I really don't know how much of my life is real. Is anything really real? I'll keep living this post reality life, not because it is easier, it's really not. But because that is the only way I know how to survive. You can be a jealous cat, or an idiotic asshole, I really don't care. Nothing that You do can change the way I am. You may think otherwise, but here I am; I'm playing my game by my rules. You don't like something...well, sucks for you, cuz I could not care less. So go, kid, play.

Love Hate

I hate going through old pictures. Reminds me of the olden days. The days when I thought life was difficult, if only I knew what was coming later on. I miss the recklessness, the carelessness. I miss being a child. Even though I still see myself as a child, the list of responsibilities has changed very much since when I actually was a child. It basically comes down to the crude basics, You know, I used to live under someone else's roof; I used to be fed. But now I have to make the so called important life decisions. It isn't even a choice thing, it's a must. I simply have to do what needs to be done. Plus, of course, I feed myself. I am no longer a pet. What an analogy!

Don't get me wrong, it is wonderful to live my own life. However, I strongly believe that I still need guidance. In my mind I really am just a child despite the fact that I am 20 yeas old (not for long though). I am a child even though I earn and spend my own money. I am a simple kid, a lost one, and in some way I never finished growing up. So how do I get that back? How can I lead myself when I don't know how it's done?

Blah woman, You make me sick. Grow a pair, will you?!

Impossible is Nothing

Well here I am. I've proved myself wrong countless times, but I keep going. I need to find a hobby, something to do in my spare time. It has to be something useful. It must be something worthwhile. It has to be something. PerioD. Lately I feel empty. For the last year or so. I have to stop being boring, and start living.

 Of course the exception to this is last weekend when I went to Bungee Jump! :D HEHE




BYEEEEE :P

I am here

Today NaBloPoMo asked: "How did you end up where you're living right now? What factors will help you choose the next place you live?"

I'm living in Scotland now. I moved here on the first of October this year. I moved from Canada, spending two months in between in Latvia. I'm here for University, and will stay here for four years. I do hope to spend a year somewhere else, studying abroad. After that I hope to live somewhere else, who knows where, a new country hopefully. When I'll be done with my education I will stay in Latvia, of course.

Anyway, You all knew that already, so nothing too interesting. Right?
I'm really lazy today, so don't expect me to write more.
As a matter of fact, my job here for today is done.