The sun. The drive. The music. The noise.

8 hours and 48 minutes since 2009 came down on us. I love the night, it turned out to be nothing like my expectations 'cause the last few hours of the 31st was so depressing that I felt suicidal. Things eventually turned out just fine, alcohol makes me a happier person but I'm not gonna fall for the same addiction again. The morning drive back home was intense - fresh air blowing to our faces, tuned to dreamy stone songs and the sky seemed extra beautiful at the first breath.

I sound happy eh? At least I am now.

My problems brought from last year are still unsolved, tons of things are still troubling me, I'm still burst with anger within. Friends suddenly become disposable, the insignificant now seems vital. End. You are expendable, we don't need you, I don't need you.