it's so weird to have this blog. it's forced on me as a part of the project and even though i can see the idea behind, it feels weird, uncomfortable. it's like a private diary that is supposed to be public and you know that your diary will be read. so how private could it be? how why should i share private stuff?
of course i can just pretend and write whatever so that there is something to show. but what is the point? if i say something, i want it to be meaningful to me so that at least i won't waste my time..
today i reached another cornerstone in my existence and relationship with my own self: i self-handedly, con mis propias manos dyed my hair. no one but me around. and it turned out good. and it felt good. it feels good to know that sometimes you can make it on your own, hear that, Bono?
sehr stolz auf mich
and "Girls" sucks.
of course i can just pretend and write whatever so that there is something to show. but what is the point? if i say something, i want it to be meaningful to me so that at least i won't waste my time..
today i reached another cornerstone in my existence and relationship with my own self: i self-handedly, con mis propias manos dyed my hair. no one but me around. and it turned out good. and it felt good. it feels good to know that sometimes you can make it on your own, hear that, Bono?
sehr stolz auf mich
and "Girls" sucks.
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