Warp

Here In The Open Space Where Something Seems To Float And Not Fall I Can Feel The Madness Slow Down I'm The Master Of Time Back In Time, In The Time, All The Time Up And Down, Everytime I'm Flying Back In Time, In The Time, One More Time Always Up And Down, Everytime I'm Flying High

Back in Time- Eiffel 65

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Lately, i had the most crazy weeks of my life. One was greatly spent getting to know better my new Friends: Jeremy, Guilllaume, Quentin, Sophie, Safaa and Amina. I kinda get along with the smokers of the class ( 3 in total ) and the Maghreb group, girls only club. I feel really close to Safaa, who pretty awesome in her way. Cool, funny, pretty, life curious, we get along pretty well. Jeremy is more the fun, yet can be really

serious kind of guy. Seriously, i had to go pee 3 times in a day because of him, even the legendary Bader couldn't do this much. Guillaume is in a Rock band, which kicks asses, and sophie's special in her own way. These are the one i made at High School. Kinda satisfied with those.

Yet, the best time i can have is with those i met Outside lessons. Adrien for example, he's really cool. we smoke alot together, just by getting a beer we can have the most craziest nights. Once i called him to ge a beer, and we endend up in a Rave party, or Free party like it's called around here. Tried the most weird things out there, but it's the best experience of life i've ever had. Next time i'll try it hardcore style. he is my Firestaff master too ;)

Then comes Johanna. Gosh, we met by pure luck, and i feel like she's a sister to me. it's too bad we can get to see each other alot, but she's really special. I thinks it's the only person on earth i know who's more perverted than me and she doesn't hide it.

Parties, loud music, crazy moments. Gosh, this life in Montpellier truly kick asses.

....until HE called.

The thing, the one thing as is my father. Gosh, why? why does he want me to go back in Kuwait? i'm already settle here! the 4 hours we spent on phone, i never felt that much violence stacking up in me, i had to ex

plose. I blasted my hands on the wall, and it bleeded like a river. Yet, there was more tear than blood. Fuck, that was uncalled for...

but thankfuly, i arranged myslef to that i have one last chance, until Febuary...

Yesterday, while i was talking to a interesting friend of mine, Shana, i realised how much i missed a truly good friend of mine. He kinda built me who i am today. That's right, his name is Karel. I usualy quote a thing or two i did with him or what he said, but never got the chance to speak about him. He kind is the one who lit up my inspiration for my stories. We wrote together a novel called "Elibe", we did everything togather. Gosh, those were good days, where he tried to speak in french. He had this weird habit to make a song with every insult he knew when he can't speak in french anymore. This guy, was a god to me. He had this air or freedom, he wasn't bound to ANYTHING. everytime i felt a little down, he came to pick me up at midnight and we used to walk down by the Marina beach, and we laughted, run, smoked, listen to music, and do alot, but a looooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooot of pranks. Gosh i miss him, i sure wish i could be called again "Little Psycho Bastard" ( yeah, i was little in front of him, he was like 1m89 ). I wish we could cross our ways again...

And tomorow, at 00:00, Pamina arrives in Montpellier. This is going to be awesome.

so yeah, here we go on. Litin' up a smoke, putin' up some electro music, laying down on my bed, and waiting.

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so yeah, listen to the Bloody Beetroots, there're kind of my fav' band right now ;). There tunes are the thing thqt move my mind, and scrambles my brainz. Trust me, if you listen to them loud enough, you'll be in another world