Just got back from opening the 48th DAF (Drama Amateur Festival) in Kochani and it was amazing. Managed to meet some nice people and also gave my best with the musical as the rest of the crew. And no for the fun part - I have TONS to study up and sort out, it’s turning into something terrifying. The last 2 weeks of class and I’m exhausted physically and mentally. I seriously want this whole nonsense to end and to be able to sleep all day and night - just to get my energy back. This has been the most wonderful, beautiful, fulfilling and amazing May ever! I wouldn’t trade it for the world. Now, I know from experience that this is a rubber band situation. Rubber band situation: good things stretch up the rubber band and at the end it breaks and smacks you in the face. So god know what will happen that will get this situation back to normal but I am not looking forward to it. Although, there are a few things I have in mind that might do the trick. We can only wait.
Seriously, been going through the kinds of blogs I follow and it turns out I mostly follow photography, music, books and architecture blogs! Fashion blogs are way back, something in between are philosophy, modelling and grotesque blogs. Might as well be going crazy but I really like the blogs follow. That’s probably why I have huge piles of books and CDs (and vinyls) all over my flat as messy as it already is.
Looking like zombie after not being able to sleep all night till around 6am and got up a few hours later. Need to finally get on that pile of work, get ready for the trip tomorrow and rest up. The next 2 weeks will be kinda rubbish expect for the fact that we’re playing the musical two more times.
Listening to Beautiful People by Marilyn Manson and other things from him, enjoying the rain whilst eating fired olives and drinking chocolate mint tea, craving chai tea. Ah well.
I’m not a saint out there but hell, I’ve tired to change and at least I keep my word and try not to tolerate idiots around me. If you still think I’ll do something stupid whilst being out with my class or friends you could at least fake a stroke because this is simply insane. I tried to change for the sake of the musical and the people I work with but I’m slowly getting fed up with people taking advantage of my tolerance. I’ve learnt my lesson the hard way, you wanted to see me changed and now you can, what more do you want me to be? If you don’t trust me or doubt in me then you can might as well fuck off before I’ve gone back to what I was before I was forced to become this ‘good’ person.
Yes, I am against being something you’re not and this is a pretty hypocrite post but I’m not someone different, I’ve just reduced most of my bad habits.


