The shape of things to come...

I had a dream I stood beneath an orange sky,
It's a long road I've been walking on,
Here is what I know:
I'm so weary and my heart's been broken,
My mind's too strong to carry on.
In your love my salvation lies...

I haven't written for that long on purpose. I mean, I wanted to do it couple of times but somehow the time wasn't right. The madness at college and writing of this damn research paper infuriated me so greatly that I couldn't even focus on expressing my thoughts! However, the situation is more or less under control, with me finishing the research paper and passing almost all exams. But then there's my dissertation waiting, of course if I want to graduate in June...

and I do:( so it means I will have to work my arse...I'll do my best.

At home the situation is normal (read all fucked up) which starts to ingrain in my perception of 'a normal family'. I just hope that when the time is right, I'll be able to enforce my rights and needs. That's all I want. It's not even that I expect any apologies...in the end it's not that important.

As the new year brought rather unexpeced surprise, and I really hate surprises, I can't really complain about this one:) Although it's nothing certain yet, I am happy...for the first time since 2 years...wow when I come to think of it, it sounds rather lame, but these are the undeniable facts and I just have to live with them, right? But this time...having learnt my lesson, I'm planning to be happy :D and not fuck anything up.

K. I hope that when we'll see each other, everything will turn out just fine:)

Big :* 4 u