Changes

So changes was it...

Had this strange feeling all yesterday evening, just being strangely irritated on everything and everyone. Just feels like everything is a missfit, like a t-shirt which is two sizes to small.
Walked around all evening trying to pin-point it, trying to recognize this feeling I know I've sensed before. Then it hit me, like a sledgehammer thrown in your head by a skinhead (well it didn't hurt but it was just as abrupt), I had sensed it before. Like all of last year I was walking around with this feeling. The feeling of have been in a place for to long time, the feeling of beeing tired of everything around you, of wanting to get along with your life, to discover something new.
Shure I've been boored on france before, but not in this way. To feel it like this you first have to feel at home where you are, so I guess I feel at home here.
I think it's gonna be harder to leave then I thought. But leaving I will. I have to, both for my self and because it's demanded of me.

More changes...

Yeah, have been out playing a bit with my layout... think I gonna change again though. However I still haven't fully understand the template for this shit, so I guess I'll have to paly around a bit more. In the meantime, hope you like green...

Oh! speaking of green, I was laying out on the grass in T-shirt and shortened pants, catching some rays and reading Candide by Voltaire when suddenly this fucking surveilant (a bloke who works at school but not as a teacher. In short they're there to irritate the students) comes upp to me and says "Hello young man, you know it's forbidden to lay on the grass. You can sitt upp but you can't lay"... well what do you do... FUCKING FRENCHMEN!!! They're so fucking stiff sometimes that I wonder if they dont have a fucking pole upp their asses!! They're so contradictory. Some of them are so fucking layed back that you expect to see their brains dripping out of their ears, and some of them should really need to go down to the park and puff some weed (which some of my friends do whenever they have a longer brake...).

Hmmm... had some other stuff I was going to write about but I have forgotten it as usual...

Well, have a good time all of you back home. Miss y'all!