Separated with a comma..

Have you ever asked yourself "where did all the love go?"
I know I have. And lately I'm convinced: love doesn't exist.. And as cruel as this may sound, I have made up my mind.
Of course I don't believe in love, maybe because I am not able to feel it. Or not. Never mind..


Today I went shopping.. I got back home with a salad, two apples and a bowl of strawberries. Oh, yes, you guessed right, I went clothe's shopping. Didn't find anything that I liked. I also bought an excercising rope.

I'm not feeling well, I got ready two times since I came home to go out again -one for the gym and one for starbucks studying- and when I got out of the door I decided I'd better stay inside. Things are not okay, I think. And my friend called to go out for coffee I told her I want to study.. So I practise with my rope ever since. :)
And yes, maybe all this situation has caused the problem I was talking about at my previous post, or just the opposite.. don't really know.


One thing I'm sure about :
ONE DAY I WILL LIVE AT LONDON
..I know that. I love this city so much, I go there two times a year but it's not enough. I want more.. I'll go there after my birthday so I'm looking for cheap tickets. I love LONDON as much as I love travelling as much as I love the feeling of my empty stomach. -see..I love a lot of things after all-


Hmm.. such a lousy post