it just something past six o'clock am... saturday.. an no, i am not working - usually at this time i am in my REM phase of sleep i guess, which my body might have reached already, but my mind is still awake! i just came home from a party and i am fairly drunk sort of indoxicated from the party-mood, i have no idea what this i going to be about .. basically just putting down some words - i have to prepare for my certificate anyway - so i am going to do herta a favour ;)
250 words in a letter, a formal one, thats not what you are going to read right now..
i just came out of the shower, because i hate the smell of cigaretts and this artificial smoke in the clubs... yes, in austria most of the clubs are still smoking only areas, we'll see, if this is going to change soon
and while i was having a shower i had so many things on my mind, and now.... everything's just gone..
i need to practice using my linking words, like: dispite, as, although, because, while, or so... i have no idea... i think more or less it is about reaching the next level of proper spoken english... maybe i should get drunk befor the exam, in most cases alcohol increases the abilitiy of speaking foreign languages...
my facebook status at the moments askes: where is the love?????
good question actually... lets see... drunk people like to open up, give hugs, open up their arm for strangers, let people into their hearts, but what happens if this magic has moved on and this moment is left behind... don't you feel empty, like you have given too much litarely like you've squeezed out a sponge (bob) ready to take and soak in new things, but there is nothing to come, or none... being pretty does not keep you from this feeling, i have to learn this... stay true and stay yourselfe, so you can find the right people sort of docking to you like a satilite to an airbase or submarine to a ship or to magnates finding each other whithout any distructions - oh, that could be anothe song from the old days... ;)
make someone love me! this desperate plea is echoing in my gead over and over again... someday, i know for sure...
love, dani
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