I love this space.

More than my Facebook, Twitter and Google. I blog so far and few nowadays, the point isn't pictures anymore, this is not a social networking site, so anyone who's still here must be here for a reason.

I guess I kinda like where I am in life right now. The impossible has been done, the bad kind of crazy has been minimized. I like him a lot, but sometimes I wonder just how much of me he can take. I'm impulsive, capricious, bipolar, messy, indignant ... and he is not the most tolerant of people. If opposites attract, I'm interested to see how this is going to work. The sex is great though.

Location-wise, it's just been really strange. This is my first real "summer", and it sucks ass. I'm more bored than I usually would be if this was not a "summer". I did my share of traveling already, and now I'm just bored. It's all too weird for me because summer to me doesn't mean what summer has meant to the other people all this while. I lived in summer for 20 years. My school year started in January. The sun sets at 7pm everyday.

I should go out and work, but I'm afraid if I do then I'm gonna miss sitting around on my ass, doing nothing. Maybe that's what I need. Lose it to miss it. Really wish life didn't work that way.