Leaving university at quarter past eight pm on a saturday night. Carrying a 15 kilos bag and arriving at the rail station while all young women are getting prepared to rock on the night, all very beautifully dressed up - mostly short dresses and high heels boots - and very well accompanied too, I must say, leaves me a lil bit sad. Not sad, sad just a lil bit sad and jealous. And all the couples going out for a drink and all groups of single ladies or guys entering karaoke bars at leeds city centre, makes me realise I don't really fit here or anywhere and sometimes I wish I did. My entire life has been observng, wondering, writing down, wandering around lisening to music and waiting to be noticed and I still haven't been. I'm a ghost, truth be told.
Love always,
Tommy
PS. I'm thinking about going to London in my easter break since I can't go to Portugal. Anyway. I can't wait, I wanna visit all those places I had not the opportunity to go on any of my previous visits and revisit a few too #3
Once I'm done with all these assignments I'll post here my itinerary to you all *.*
And by the way, I'm just sayin' but would be a good principle to learn your own language before trying to learn others. Not talking to someone in specific, just all teenagers who want to learn different language but don't make a clue how to write properly their own.
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