survival

First of all: Thanks for the encouraging comments! yeah, thats how it works in the bloggersphere. writing that furious post was really some sort of relief for me. didn't really want to kill that bitch in real ;-).
Yes, I did get some sleep now. 8 nice hours and now I am busy preparing my exhibition tonight. Man, I can't belief I promised to perform on the guitar, as well. Gee! now I have to and it fucking kills me. I am really afraid of performing stuff I am not 100% sure about whether it actually works or not. but hum, we ll see.

It was so crazy, I mean, in the end I hadn't slept for - wait - well, can you do the maths for me? i started working saturday 1 pm and was in bed monday night at 11 pm or so. i slept saturday night for 2 hours, monday morning for one hour. I really can't do the maths now, but it s crazy no matter what. I can't belief i made it. but it s good to know. my sister however, who is a nurse, really cracked up hearing that and she became kind of angry with me and said i shouldn't do crazy shit like that as it wastes my basic energy reserves which are meant for survival. but hey, that was a question of survival, sure!

crazy crazy.

anyways. the yearbook is being printed now, I am framing my paintings and you know what, I ll not think of songs to perform, I ll stick to my method and freestyle them right there on the spot. and if this doesn't work, hm , fuck it. i really have to let go of those ambitions...

otherwise i ll never perform!

okay. the last thing i have to do then is to survive wendesday which is graduation day and then i am off! some financial balblablabla organizing and then, relaxing, painting, dancing, making music, acrobatics...ahhhhhh all that sounds like paradies to my ears...

all the love!

piranha