Life never taught me anything
You taught me something
That I could hate you
Really hate you
That I could love you
Fucking love you
You taught me life
Through you
You taught me what a shit I can be
All because of you

I want to get away from Mauritius. Jump on Eragon’s dragon’s back and fly to… California or somewhere else- far away from this shit called Mauritius, where people as Rowan say, are always trying to “fuck you up”. Cheers Rowan- I quoted you so don’t sue me. Not like your shit is copyrighted or anything. For all the fucking shits who don’t know Rowan, just go to “flicenflac.blogspot.com” I personally think Rowan is a smart guy. Not because he’s super nice to me or he thinks I’m one of the hottest things around but or because he DOES live in Flic en Flac, the best place on earth after the USA but because he’s SMART. He reminds me of Stan Reese in Christopher Pike’s WHISPER OF DEATH. Smart guy who does something very stupid. He slits his wrists because Queen Beetle asks him to. As I write these words, I’m uninstalling Network Plus Dialler. It’s real bad. I had a haircut the other day. On Friday I think. It’s not bad. I’m actually typing these words as I sit with color in my hair. Dyed it grape red.

2 days later- It’s looking quite good. The hair I mean. Went to Vidi’s place yesterday. Talked till two am. We slept on a mattress in the corridor. J Had fun.

STATES OF MIND- CONFESSIONS
Easily amused
Always bemused
Quickly angered
Always bothered
Enough is enough
Here are my confessions
Will One be enough?
Anyway It ain’t tough
More will I cough
To show you how I strut my stuff
Here we go
Just hold on tight
AND DON’T LET GO!