See you later elevator.

It's been exactly a month since I wrote here. My computer is dead, and now resurrected from the dead but with no internet connexion. My so-phone's dead too. I'm using my old one, I can only keep 100 sms. Oh yeah, and my mp3 player's dead too. Crappy life.

These days, my life is in a constant emotional elevator. And I'm claustrophobus, just to say.
I'm happy because my friend/sister Claire brought us 3 medals from the european TaiChi competition. I'm happy when I work at the library. But my belly still aches, and I'm tired about it. It's been now two months the pain doesn't leave more than two or three days. I can't find a job, I can't plan anything, I can't go and party when I'm invited. I can only stay home, and get darker and blurrier everyday. Like today, I was supposed to go to To Lose, buy an Holga camera, my Razorlight gig place and boots.
And my muscle has not recovered yet, so I can't practise, I can't even run. And I see everyone having so much pleasure and fun, and I'm there, sitting, feeling my tears coming but keeping them behind my eyes, because it's ridiculous. But so frustrating.

A friend told me "you want a thousand thing when all is well, one little thing when you're ill". So damn right.

Listening to:

Declan de Barra - 57 Years.

Phantom Planet - Leader.

The Good The Bad & The Queen - Green Fields.

Coldplay - Yes!

Jason Mraz - You Get Me High.

John Mayer - Love Song for Noone.

Howie Day - Perfect Time of Day.

Kasabian - British Legion.

Paolo Nutini - Last Request.

Oasis - Supersonic.

Gridou & Jason - You & I.