I feel lately derailment. I do not know what to do at all, I have a terrible cold and I miss central heating. Boredom could be cut, to my dentist yesterday stung injection with local anesthesia in the nerve and I have half the face - or rather the entire head. Well at least something I could do, thinking that going to play or do shit, could I start to write, but what? Last time I wrote the damn hotel with a small girl. Oh yeah, but what about now? For whom I write. You do not have any inspiration for me to not be bored?

And what about school? Still is. So far I have not destroyed his chemical experiments school or class, but only desk. Okay, okay, I did a hole in it with sulfuric acid. Ha-ha-ha, I was very smart - at least I think. Okay, I know that I am very crazy creature, but also that they are in this world.

Message for him: I miss you ...