a pigeon on a metalconcert

today was different than the others. it wasn't dark and empty,no, even with no little spark of sunshine in the sight,my day was sunny and happy. the morning i had to spend on school was spastical hyperactif while i lost my houers with talking to the teacher and the class.  
after that, i could even stand the complaining of my mom. and later, 
with rintjo, i knew i had to be
mad,but i couldn't. i don't know, but something made me happy.
especially the pigeons made me 
laugh. what is not funny about a pigeon, be fair! the way they walk 
alone! to laugh untill you die.
that's why they belong on a metalconcert. they headbang if they walk, i swear! :D no, ididn't do drugs, this is just the happy me (the depressed me you allready met, see the previous days...) so now,everything's allright. not really, but it is in my head. you guys can think i'm a weirdo,but... well i am. i goddamned tattood "fuck the system" in my leg! crazyness doesn't hurt, tears do. learn from that.
big kiss!