Flying, actually

A Week and Picture: Steve took this one. Nice, huh? I suppose you're asking yourselves who Steve is (Or maybe not), well I'll explain further on. I'm back, back to the surface.

Location: Study – Incense found the light switch – floating

Feeling: Relieved

Listening to: Coldplay – Green Eyes

People. I'm back.

The long dark, damp and damn tunnel is over. I see my life in new light. In the last three weeks much has happened my friends, much.

How can I start? Well first of all I can tell you that financial solutions are over, and here at home a time of prosperity is being enjoyed. We are no longer leashed to the apartment and have begun doing other activities rather than staying inside doing barely anything. According to this order, I have started buying stuff for the peninsula trip and getting my strange hype. I have covered everything really, except a hat. My head, as I told you on an entry, long, long ago, is really big. No cap will fit me. And I am in urgent process of finding one that does fit me. Mother says something like a llanero or vueltiao hat can do, but I'm sorry, I hate that kind of hats, and will have to find a cap that fits. I got meself some shoes, that I have to get used to, and I must say are really comfortable for walking. But enough about clothes, I hate being "Y"ish. Two weeks ago I bought a little buddy, I called him Steve (What? A pet?). Steve is the name of my new Nokia 3500, and finally FINALLY I have my music wherever I go, whenever I want it. Why did I name him Steve? Well, because I feel that that way I can appreciate it and take care of it more and besides, he's a mind slave (Binky Boy) and my hands are the Millennium rod. Steve has a kickass speaker and a 2.0 megapixel camera, that takes quite decent pictures. He's as orange as Garfield, and just as obnoxious.

Apart from the purchasing gone crazy, I entered a massive week full of exams and work. Fuck, its been one of the toughest weeks of my life. Plenty exams that ranged from darling history, to flyover economy, to baked lengua and an empty strike to the horror beast (math). I fared well in all of them (except you know which) and I call this whole nightmare shift over when the prophet of the beast (math teacher) told me I had successfully passed the subject and that he wished me good luck for the road ahead. I was free. Its really hard for me, almost impossible, to describe the feeling of never seeing maths ever again. Its like a massive boulder has been taken from your back, and you fully stand up, not remembering anything of what it was like to hold it, feeling you bleed somewhere and sweat in tears and vapor. It's over, I walk in a atmosphere of freedom that simply has me up and happy nearly all the time. I could be the happiest I've ever been. Even though the worst part has passed, and school has already become a dead give-away, I have still some minor exams this week, not to mention a Lengua essay, but doing them is now, mentally speaking, easier.

These days, weeks. I have felt a change in my life has begun. My student years are getting behind me and I see the next phase of my journey about to commence. I see a bright road, challenging, that doesn't lead to Oz thankfully. Things change in a more evident way now. Nearly always, I see the prospekts of beyond materializing, something being done. To put it in a minor and easy way, in an example perhaps, I have returned to books. Reading is a rediscovered passion that I had in stand-by for more than a year. Spain will be a nice place to get back to reading fully, not to mention bonding with friends. I want to make tho most of that trip in every sense, not to ever forget it. Not to forget seeing the paintings in the Prado museum, not to forget the streets of Toledo, not to forget our horizon and experience on a mediterranean view.

I'm back folks, better than ever, posting every sunday, here or in the peninsula, telling you everything. The Shark is in the grasp of your knowledge.

Long entry, you deserved it.

Sharkman, signing off.

P.S: Laughing Buddha, you're a fucking god. Thank you for everything.