She who caught my interest in talking

Good afternoon, ami. I'm here again to molest your pages with such nonsense things again since I got nothing to do, I'm bored and you can't do anything about it.


First, I'm pretty sleepy 'til now and I can't sleep because it's too hot in my room here at the dorm. With some cigs left, I'll stay 'til late evening 'cause my mates want to have party for nothing. Maybe they just want to unwind from a week of disaster. Yes, disaster.


Next, I've been very interested with someone whom I never met yet. She's an avid reader from my previous journal (yes, she's a SHE again.) and I think she found out this journal to be interesting as well as my first one except this one looks stupid since it seems I'm really talking to someone who never existed. I came to stalk her 'til I found some useful things as well as contact number so I tried to message her and presto, she replied. Well, we're been exchanging thoughts for 2 days now and counting. Good luck on us!

(I don't intend something bad with that "stalk" word mentioned above. I just can't think of an appropriate term for now. I'll edit it sometime.)


I'd like to add some more things here but I can't since it's becoming really hot in here since there's no fan in this room (well, I'm not in my room since I'm only using my mate's broadband connection and he doesn't know it. lol) so probably I'll be back after the jump.

"Elle a retenu mon intérêt qui en parle."

Laurent

Il a été un moment

Hi ami! It's been a while.

I nearly can't remember when was the last time I've been here. It's been a very busy month for me and I don't know particularly what made it busy for me. Thesis defense and paper revisions probably.

Well, I'm back to abuse your pages again ami because there's this someone who's going to subscribe and read everything here. A sign of interest I think.

She'll probably leave a message or comment any moment later if she found out something interesting on what I wrote here.

I'll be off in a minute 'coz I'll be doing something else, be back probably after the jump.

Laurent

Apology

My apologies, ami for ignoring you eventually. It's just I've been busy these days.

Laurent

What I intended to eat

What is currently a very prominent social phenomenon but has had its verbal value degraded into a cliché is now being comically refused by my system and ideals.

Unless I want to live on canned goods, instant noodles and instant whatever-powder, I will have to stop putting things off. I'm getting off this lazy life. I resolve to get a job. I need something to cook every time i opt to stay at the apartment.

Cuire ce que vous avez l'intention d'en manger.


Laurent

Lyrical assult

Hi ami. It's 7:56 PM and I'm cooking my my dinner at the apartment. A while ago, I wrote a song for someone who's my inspiration. A girl that used to lurk through my mind, thoughts and dreams. My dream girl.


I'll be posting the lyrics whenever I feel like doing so.


I already introduced you to her and she found out that some contents here about her are flattering.

You're my dream girl. You're my inspiration.

Laurent

New addiction

A pleasant evening, ami. It's been a day since I've wrote something here and I guess you missed me. Well, I missed you too ami. (since there's no one to talk to during wee hours back there at the apartment)


Oh, I'll be telling you about my new addictions. First, I got addicted to Ska music together with Reggae music. I don't know why. It's like I listened to it one time and poof, I got it playing through my head every time. I like how reggae and ska make their own beats and it makes me want to dance. (yeah, you can laugh,ami)


Second, my newly-learned Photoshop tutorial. The Charcoal Painting photo effect. (well, it's not the preset filter that comes with the PS installer) I'll be posting my recent Charcoal Painting photo effect at the end of this journal entry.


And lastly, I'm addicted to you. (yeah, you!) Don't ask who 'coz I won't tell.


Here goes the photo, ami.

How's this, ami?

Best

I wish I could stop time, just to give credits for the people who have touched my life so well enough to thank.