So I’ve been playing guitar from 4 to 11 PM today. I guess I felt musical, for lack of a better word… Probably I should stop drinking beer, go to bed and figure out tomorrow how to manage my new Tumblr. Oh yes, sometimes I just love to sit down and drink beer, smoke some
cigarretes and listen to good music or even appreciate the silence of
late hours. Like none of you ever did that, huh? Tomorrow I have a very busy day. I’m meeting an old friend, we’ve
never seen each othe since last millenium (1998)… Will we still have
something in common to talk about? I’m nervous about this rearrangement.
We’ll see how it turns out. Hopefully we’ll have a polite talk, the
how’ve you been part and then the promises that next time we’ll make it
shorter. Like that’s gonna happen. I mean: either we live in the same
country or have similar holidays to visit each other or perhaps next
time we see each other we are full of wrinkles. LOL Seriously now: I love the people who no matter how long it’s been,
when they’re around they think of you. Even if it is just to give one
kiss and a warm hug.
Hi! I'm Helena (elena2 or Fluent Sarcasm from Tumblr).
It is hard to describe myself in 1200 characters. Specially when I think that life is a constant work in progress. I like to daydream and achieve my goals. I like good people and despise evil souls. I feel absolutely in tune with nature. After all, we also are part of this big scheme.