i want so badly to smoke. i got my own pack, my own lighter..all i need is a place to fucking smoke.

i can't wait to graduate, get a decent job, several rakets and lots of money so i'll be able to buy and maintain a car (or cars), build and maintain a home for my family, rent or buy and maintain my own place, get a pet or pets, and..the gods might want to sprinkle my life with romance too..

i'm so corny.

bye, creature of the deep!