Salad days and freesias that smell like condoms

Monday, Monday, bloody fucking Monday. All the energy I've gathered this weekend went out the window. Kapoof!

I wonder if I'll always be stuck being this way, happy and preppy only if I have for whom to be so.

This weekend kicked severe ass, and I'm making an e-memory out of it so that I'll remember:
awesome people
silly concert
laughs that were had
gesturing that means nothing to some and something to others
a house that looked surprisingly non-empty
classy burger decorations
pancakes
smoking balcony
bad wine
fun music
people who lift me up when they hug me
embarassment I feel when I realize I like somebody
silly movie we made fun of and ended up watching for real
"acuma o sa iti pui si castraveti pe ochi?"
beautiful earrings and yummy tea
"we tried to split an orange"
Tintin
the yellow lighter that was given away and replaced by another yellow lighter
too much smoke
"Virgin Mary and the pig"
a growing love for Heidi. and SID
the freesias in our living-room, that have this unmistakeable Durex Extra-safe smell

And now I have to write my motivation letters, and I feel oddly un-motivated. *runs away wailing* Ttttt-Pppppp! :'( Help!

*tries to be calm and collected* Heh.

Musical candy of the day
SID - AIKAGI

...ummm... the unplugged prods decidedly more buttock, but I love how good they are live ^__^