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Yesterday I went throught all my older blog entries, and it was somekind of a review of my life since I joined in, 1,5 years ago.

Surprising how time can jump right throught you, and nothing be really done...

I remembered that night where I got really, REALLY, wasted, where I still can't remember much of what happened during the 5 hours where I was "alone" and drunk as a weasel.. but what still bugs me is that I don't have any clue of from who was all that blood!! (for those unfamiliarized, I got home soaked in blood, from head to toe, but since I had no wound, it couldn't be mine)

Then my memories jumped towards my bands. The crumbling of M'asnik and the beggining of Turvo.. the shows we did... I won't forget how I knocked down 2 guys with a scream on the first Turvo show, nor how that band crumbled apart... also, some other bands that I helped to create, but never got to reach a stage...

I also can't forget the day when my cell phone decided to fly and jumped from te 22nd floor... and all the trouble I had to reassemble its last remains (or the surprise I had to see that half of it was still working!!)

My useless Psychology graduation.. and the end of all those freaking researches I did...

All the hairs I had, from plain long, to a Mohawk, to a mohawk full of little braids, to my pink, yellow, green, blue and purple mohawks up to the curent shaved, bald head...

all the tats I did during this time..

My first nude photoset, where I got body paint from head to toe... there are some of those pics wich I still hadn't seen..

All those afternoons on the Thai and Rugby... those were nice days, but Since I got that sucky job, I hadn't had a single day of sports..

Also, it reminds me of the finger I burst while playing.. aw, that was a funny day!! my finger bone got shattered, but I didn't believed it untill about 14 hours had passed... I burst it while we had just begun playing, so I just put it back in place (my finger was forming an "L") and got back to the game.. I just went to see a doctor really late that day, and only because everyone was getting impressed by the swallowing.. even the doctor got surprised when he saw how bad my bone was, since I wasn't feeling any pain, and could move my finger normally.. Aw, that was a funny day...

All the bizarre events in my bathroom, like my sink who started to shed light randomly in the middle of the night (not that a sink was supposed to shed light at ANY time), or the tap that oppened itself..

All the good places and parties that I went to, like the awessome show by fast food orchestra..

Those hellish days I spent without sleeping, running all over the town under the rain, with a hand still immobilized and with a bad flu, trying to get my girl a new appartment.. at least we did it!

that reveillon party we threw at my new house, wich isn't yet what I can call home, but has an awessome view..

but while reading all that happened to me I realized how many people just pass by our lives without making any difference.. this whole year I hadn't met anyone who did really stay by my side..

nevertheless, last year I did met here a couple of people whom I kept close to my heart at all times now, even as far away as they are!!
while I was reading all of my old entries, I started to get depressive all over again, but a few comments from two special friends had kept me smilling just like they did when I first read them..

Thanks, AlkalineSteph!! Thanks, rabiddedbare!!
for everything!!

And Kisses to all!!