the magic of the literature

I'm feeling like glue. I have read all day long cause I'm glued to my book. I've spent the day/evening in bed with some fruit and candy and refused to get up before I've finished it. so now I'm tired, depressed and ready to start on the third book of the same author. well, I'm accually not depressed, but I have that feeling you always get when you have to get back to reality. and you just can't avoid it, even if it's just getting out of bed and get downstairs to make a sandwich. ^^ anyhow, I'm not gonna make you bored with my "non-depressed" talk. I just had to write something to clear my thoughts and my feelings. so this is my garbage. :P

well, the daily report is that I had a lesson at 8.30 am and not another one until 2.00 pm. so I was in school, kind of doing nothing. well I should have been doing something. but I failed, as usually. sometimes you think you can live your life as it not starts until two minutes past the time you should have start it on. but I got news for you. you can't. it's just hard sometimes, when you feel like glue, to just start two minutes before you accually should have.

yep, that's my wise side of the world.
peace on earth-