i'm slightly drunk... came home tonight after a martyrdom of a journey, with bus, tram and train and waiting periods up to one hour in between, in windy and rainy weather. and then my room mates and some friends were there, about to make feuerzangenbowle and after 3 and a half cups i just had to go to bed (with my laptop).
we had a band rehearsal yesterday and at night i went out with old friends to drink something before going to the movies. i slept at my dad's house. i didn't do anything for uni this weekend and now my bad conscience is haunting me. and i'm running away... last night i was so happy to be a single, i don't know why. sometimes i am. i feel freer.
i can't believe it's only one month left and then already another year is past. i'm getting so old. but next year everything's going to be better... i know it. it just has to.
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Being Single !IS! fun. You just have to get used to it again ;)
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