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So, in my pants

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I am changing the rules of the game a bit because I have no music on this PC.
So I am writing 12 of my most favorite songs (adding "in my pants", ofc, thats the game)
And I also will try to write songs by 12 different artists
Here I got:

1. Queen- Killer queen in my pants
2. Nirvana - Aneurysm in my pants (O.o)
3. Moby - We are all made of stars in my pants
4. Placebo - Sleeping with ghosts in my pants
5. Bob Dylan- It`s a hard rain `s a-gonna fall in my pants (God, I cant do this anymore :DDD)
6. Pink Floyd- Scarecrow in my pants
7. Beatles - Strawberry fields in my pants
8. Red Hot Chili Peppers - Hard to concentrate in my pants (orly?)
9. The Doors - Hello, I love you in my pants
10. Damien Rice- The Professor in my pants
11. Regina Spektor - The sword and the pen in my pants (everything else is ok, but that was truly, TRULY awkward ;D)
12. David Bowie- Hello, Spaceboy in my pants

Okay, I am glad that awkwardness came to the finish and I also feel better.
Assume that I have to go to work in 1 hour and you will see how much that means to me (yes, I am quoting "Love of my life",  but it was accidentally)

After that worthless and simple entry, I am ready to fight that cruel and rainy world that`s waiting for me outside.
I also am ready to take a shower. Wish me luck or do not, I will appreciate it either
: *
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..too tired to write some decent post,
I probably have to add I am a bartender and I`ve just finished working. My boss`s son had a fuckin b-day party and, guess what, he is a five years old annoying little beast named Sasho who manage to drive me nuts
(drive US nuts)

But whatever, I have some good news: one of my best friends who lives miles and miles away from my town (blame my amazing luck)
will call me in 10 minutes,
we are able to talk for free now.
I can`t tell how much I miss him, it`s like trying to explain how you can`t breathe without air.

In other news, life is so full of shit these days. Shitload of shit, if you know what I mean.
And I still
still
can`t tell where is my place in this world and what I am going to be and where am I going to live next month. Stuff like that, nothing much.
Of course, it`s also somehow romantic living in this total poverty, sadness and madness, eating dry bread with dry cheese etc.

I just NEED to complain about something everyday, but I can`t tell I am not happy here. Even at my nowhere place.

Oh, and, for a goodnight kiss:
I love, love, love Regina Spektor.
12 may, "What we saw from the cheap seats".
(her new album)
Can`t wait.

If you are still reading this pointless entry, I feel sorry for you, but I am still grateful.
^^
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So...
Let me quote Jim Carrey in Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind
(one of the greatest fuckin movies in the whole world and of all times, but you probably know that):

"It appears this is my first entry in two years."
And this is my first entry....in general.
Yup, I was gone for months, and months feel like ages for a borderline person like me.

on a sidenote: yes, I am about 88 percent sure that I have borderline personality disorder and yes, fuck that. In that fast, supersonic, busy, cold world that we live in, that seems pretty normal, doesn`t it?

So....it appears that I am in that specific melancholic-optimistic-dreamy mood, I feel ready to talk, to dream, to live!
It`s all Freddie Mercury`s fault: I am reading his biography (for the third time) and I am so damn inlove. Not just inlove with Freddie, but with life.
And, of course, I am fascinated by the power of the human will, human ideas, human soul in general. I am fascinated by the act of creating art.  I am fascinated by Freddie Fuckin Mercury!

Those people who can throw themselves in creating process completely are blessed, blessed.
And that`s why I write, and that`s why I feel crippled and lonely without my pen and sheet of paper.
Just saying.

Another sidenote: I feel damn ugly these days and I don`t have any normal photos here, in Sofia. Well, almost.

Aaaaaaaand  I  suddenly  felt too damn lazy to describe my tangled, uneasy, messed up feelings, I also don`t feel so bubbly and lovey-dovey anymore.
It`s a part of being borderline, sorry. :D

But the main point here is: for a couple of hours (more like 1-2 hours) I was certain I love my life, my planet, my nation and being a part of that bunch of hobos, called "humanity".

Dear watchers or even readers, listen to Beatles, listen to Queen, plant a tree, kiss a child, make a lonely girl smile, adopt a kitty and please, please,
please,
c r e a t e.
But only if you actually are good at it.

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