Go home in a less than a week now. I am looking forward to my hermit routine. I need to start exercising and working towards building the courage to commit suicide or find something I don’t hate.
There isn’t much else I have to say right now. Kind of want to retreat into some small American town in the south west. Listen to music, read, take LSD, stare at mexicans. I don’t know anymore. What’s the twist, where’s the score? How much longer.
Here is a photo from last summer, at 3 pools with Carly (to the right of me), Heather (Next to the giant) and Fitch (the giant). I lost those glasses that day. Bought the same pair and lost them in Montreal earlier this year. Lost my Ray Ban’s in the Virgin Islands in April or May. Lost my new prescription Oakley’s in HaLong Bay, Vietnam. Scratched my regular glasses to shit in my recent drunken scooter crash.
Fuck, I hate myself