sometimes i just want to punch myself in the face.
Child running around at 1am upstairs, go the fuck to sleep or I’ll come up there and do it myself.
if i ever die in some horrible crisis or disaster or whatever, do not use a fuckin hashtag to “honor” me. i’m sure those victims didn’t want that either.
Why do I get good hair days when I don’t go out or see people
do i grow out my roots back to my natural hair color or do i dye it black again? this is the only concern i have right now.
i’m torn between getting my shit together and focusing on an actual career that will set me for traveling or become a total hipster bitch and attend all the underground parties. life man.
because of recent attacks in the Mediterranean middle east and the downing of a commercial plane over Ukraine, my mother is extremely worried about my departure because i will be landing in Turkey first before Germany. to be honest, i’m a little scared too but i’m gonna have to swallow that fear when i leave.
the world is a fucked up place and yet we still go on, amazing.
i’m at that point where i can understand all kinds of languages but i can’t understand. ya feel?
but i’m getting german down well.
a german professor told us a story about how he obtained an old nazi penny. he got it from a woman while shopping at a potato market (they are real but only in germany) and she decided he looked like he could use one.
question #1, how many different kinds of potatoes do you need to make an actual market for it?
question #2, why did she have that penny?
question #3, why did my professor looked like he needed one? is he a nazi?
i can’t wait to go to germany man.
i’m suppose to be at qbar tonight. sigh.
So much shit happening this past 2 weeks around the world. Future diplomat me is already fed up and done.