Fiction

I somehow feel as though the heat, that is so much appreciated by me, is gathering around me, slow, thick, overwhelming, sticky, suffacating... taking up all of what really is me. My adventure hunt has lead me to sleep deprivation, confussion, utter resentment of my believes and visions, swollowed up my sinserity and hasn't left room for much, other than my ability to adapt to new circumstances and dettach myself from powerful emotion.

To be continued in a land far away... once upon a time

Ohana means family, family means nobody gets left behind. Or forgotten

Ayayayayay. Hormones--> the awesome time of the month, for the second time this month. So, overemotionality, nice to see you, good sir!

I'm in the kazakhstan land and frankly the first two-three days were rather bleak in the sense, that after a two year break, it is hard to come back somewhere so special.
So much has happened and changed me.
The only reason for my true and healthy survival is my Family. My Family- my friends, my great friends, who after all these years are still here and will always have a part in my life, for people with such great importance don't just simply fade, even when it comes down to the phenomenon, that is myself. Their influence in shaping me is going to be felt always.
People grow, change and develope and thank goodness for that! I don't know where my mind will take me, but I know that a friendship bond as strong as this one will hold and develope with us. At least, I will try my very best to ensure that.
In fact, I'm scared of myself.

the more sacred and true a bond is, the barer it is... the bonds and relationships we value most can be hardest to get in tact, we know how much they mean, how emotional they are and how much they hurt.

What to do? GROW A PAIR OF BALLS! 

The known, yet expected

It us 4:29am, I am in bed, not sleeping. I'm alone, just to clarify..
Tomorrow at 2:45pm I will know the secret code: my ib grades. See, I thought that getting intoxicated today was going to be 'relaxing'. It wasn't and I knew it all along, yet what the hell was I doing?!
Not only do I get drunk from an embarrassingly small amount of drinks but also do I eat a lot of food when I get home(although I gotta admit, that that helped the intoxication or more so getting rid of it).
I also watched 1.5 episodes of suits...
Aiaiai, why did I make all these fucked up decisions, although I did eventually get myself home- before it was too late, so yay me!
Another comforting detail- first night properly out the entire holiday excluding ibiza.. so am I maturing? Is that why I feel guilty going out this one night??
Actually it is also because I'm bot feeling at the top of everything atm- hence my body wasn't up for alcohol consumption--> embarrassingly small amount of it to get me drunk.
It was a bit of an adventure though, a certain Anna-banana would approve, I suppose. At least I took risks, wasn't tooooo stuck up and well, hung out with the wrong crowd BUT met one or two nice people:)