so now i'm in school watching graduation show of music students and photography students.

the last picture i saw was a picture of a blind lady. the photographer type out the story behind this pic on a piece of paper. make a picture of who we want to remember. make a piture of our friends.

how the blind lady record her friends is by touching all over her friends- the photographer said.

i have a vision to record. and a camera.


me? i have a camera and a vision and hands. but i don't want to record anything. don't know what is the point. or maybe i just afriad? oh well, i'm writing this journal now that means, whether i like or not, i'm recording, i feel the nessasity..that i am still exist. recording happily,

happily, i finished my assignment.

happily, i go and get drunk two nights in the row with my classmate.

happily, i mix drinking beer with red wine and white wine so

happily, i shit 5 times + today

happily, i slept in the sun for 2 hours in a park

happily, i went stocking for the food co-op

happily, i cleaned under neath my bed and i'm moving out the house

happily, i went to the italian embassy and i can get my visa next monday

blah blah blah