the final week!!

..sometimes we just need to stop finding the right way to live things, sometimes we just need to sit back and watch how things turn out to be at the end.
so, for that same reason, im after discovering that the best times you can live are concentrated in the final week before one leaves for a year, friends turn out to be there just when you need them, to listen and finally understand what you tried so hard to tell them about you for all those years, new friends suddenly become those that seem like you know for ages and they can magically find out what exactly you are like.
this last week before leaving is scary,man, it happened to me 3 times already, within couple of months and it must stop.
maybe its the only time when you just give the right importance to things because you know they ll be over soon, no point taking the piss, lying to yourself and others and making your head go mad just for a few messed up emotions.
maybe its the only time you are being yourself for real, you act normally, you are not expecting anything to happen, you treat people with the right amount of love and hate and you tell them what you really think about them.
..but then things happen anyway, even when you are not expecting them, and its typical..

for this very reason, well tonite i went for a indian meal, instead of a coffee.
and i m happy to leave with all these things going well, and maybe its time to leave the house now, or B.is going to hit me with the drum stick, and then call me fucking wog, start putting up that weird accent trying to take the piss out of me, eating some left overs of our garlic pizza party from the nite before, play some music pretending to know what he s doing and then finally go out without me..maybe i d just enjoy it so much that ill keep him wait another few minutes..ahahah