Just a random thought... I have no idea why I'm so obsessed with sleepless cities. I don't know why I love looking at pictures of city lights, or even better, actually being able to witness a city's lights during the night. I think it's because with a sleepless city, you've got pretty much all the time you want. I don't know if that makes sense, but it just gives me the sense of freedom. An overcrowded population, a twenty-four hour supermarket, twenty-four hour restaraunts, people actually awake with me at 4 in the morning, it goes on and on. I can't explain it, it just makes me free.



It took me about an hour trying to recap my weekend at some beach resort, but it's actually really hard. I don't think I've ever recapped anything about my day/weekend on my blog, so I just ended up erasing it all.Attempting to reecap just a bit of my weekend:
My stay at the beach place was actually quite cold. Barely any sun out and lots and lots of wind. On my first night, I went out to the beach in the freezing weather, and guess what I saw? City lights. Maybe not city lights, but lights that were lit during night. It was probably the most prettiest thing I've seen in a while. A dark purple sky, "city" lights on the side, and a beach. I can't even explain it. At that time, I was actually quite happy. I began to jump up and down like a little kid and scream at the top of the lungs with my cousin and was letting out a spazim of happiness. I was screaming and yelling, jumping up and down, yelling how I was that much closer to 'something,' and on the other side of the ocean was that 'something,' just waiting for me. Yeah, so basically, seeing the city lights at a beach brought out a crazy burst of happiness.
Unfortunately for me, after a few minutes, all my happy chemicals were used up. Making me start to think of how pathetic I looked and how impossible I was acting. I was not any closer to that certain something, than I am here blogging this pathetic post.
I'll probably be blogging a lot more often than I usually do.
Since summer means more time, and more time means working on that one goal, and working on that one goal means keeping myself away from certain things and certain people, meaning more blogging! -_-
Tomorrow is my D-Day, waking up at 630am. ):
Byebye.
