Sonntag, 17. April 2011

Life bores me and at the same time it bothers me.

Even so, I won't write down anymore what bothers me in real life because writing it down doesn't change anything in particular, but makes it worse.

If I put it in general, it comes out like the first statement.
Anything else which doesn't bother me, just bores me.
Speaking of hobbies, I don't really know anymore what kind of stuff has a meaning to me recently.
Actually there is nothing significant..not even music.
Well well..maybe I should read the end of that chapter and then just go to bed.