years over years i thougt i would know, what i want to do... study engeneering, trying to go in the direction of bionik/ evolutional technologies... but that´s highly questionable... do i want to sit 14h in a small room, in front of an pc and construckt parts? do i want to work for a company, which is selling my brainguts into the wold for money, rather than the greater good? *sigh* i don´t think so :/
but what else? for years i was so hammered to this idea, i don´t know what other opportunitys i have. that suxx^^
at least one point is clear... something good will happen and everyxthing will be fine. the question is, when will it happen
no time for drawing, no time for writing, so many ideas, so little time... but the time will come
time passes by from week to week, myself praying for the weekend to come(no offense ment, i love my work^^), dancing on the weekends, meeting friends, drinking, meeting new people, even more dancing... beeing happy but something (or better: someone) lacks in my life... but the time will come.
time will come.



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"we are surrounded, sir!"
"perfect... now we can attack in every direction."
SILENCE! I KILL YOU (achmed, the dead terrorist)
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"we are surrounded, sir!"
"perfect... now we can attack in every direction."
SILENCE! I KILL YOU (achmed, the dead terrorist)
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*knuddel*
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"we are surrounded, sir!"
"perfect... now we can attack in every direction."
SILENCE! I KILL YOU (achmed, the dead terrorist)
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