evening to all of you,

An understatement to say that is has been a while... I'm in my second year of Uni now and my last journal dates back to the first semester of my first year, no further comments there.

Before I start i want to say this. I mean to share this with you not to make you care or feel sorry. This is just one of those moments (and they're rare these days) where i want to write something down. You don't have to read nor comment it, but you are welcome to if you feel the need.



I'm still studying Psychology, with mixed feelings still, but on an even darker side... I lost my dog.
That little ball of fur ment more to me than even I realised. I miss her every day. She got my through my first years of high school, and she was supposed to get my through Uni and shit. But without any warning, we found her dead on the drive way, bleeding but with no sign of being hit by a car or anything.

I feel lost now, and very doubtful of my life. It seems that when i'm sad over something, it drags my whole world down. I'm not happy with who I am now. I don't want to be studying Psych but don't know what else to do. I don't want to live like this. so gloomy and down. I'm so tired of everything inside my head.

I'd love very much to go to my safe house. you see there's this place in Greece; Rhodes where i've been on holiday twice, that seems like the only place i wanna be right now. Away from all of it. trying to get in touch with myself again a little.

Because most of all, that's what i think i lost. I can't express myself anymore, not in words, in pictures, in drawings, in nothing.
I feel very poor right now, and very tired.
I'm going to get some sleep.