A good day, and a poem

Had a pretty good day today. We worked somemore on our masters thesis. It is progressing quite nicely. Slowly, but nicely. :-)

I have reconnected with my Xenatie-friends at the Daily Skroll (previosly know as the Potiedia Skroll) tonight. It was nice. They have missed me! That feels nice.

Was at a party this friday. It was very fun. The student union pub was full of people and there was a band playing called Pimp INC. They were really good.
And this sunday I finally cleand up my room. It was really needed, it looked totally discusting...

I have written a poem or something like it.... :-P It was a challenge at the Daily Scroll that you should write something about virginity. Lose of it, feel of it, or something like that. So I wrote this:

First

Pain
It shots through me mixed with pleasur
He is heavy and breaths hard
Like me
It happend
It was nice
In the distance I hear music
People are dancing and the party goes on
There are grass-stains on my clothes
And blood in my briefs
I am amazed

It was then
Long time ago
I don't remember his face
But I remember his hands
I always will

This "poem" was also posted at The Daily Scroll. Come visit sometime!

This is fucking great!!!

My life is so good it is not even funny!!! I got a job, god damn it! This whole summer! And I got the apartment I wanted to! And I found out it all today! This is the best fucking day I had in a long time! I have to go to my b/f now and celebrate with him! Yay! My life is so good! Problem is, I am not used to it.... :-P