I think I've been blogging a lot lately.
Too much crap to write.

Spoke to Nette just now.
As usual,
We quarrelled.
If I knew that it was going to end up nasty,
I wouldn't have called.
Actually I knew that we were gonna quarrel.
I was just hoping for the best.
Anyway the purpose of the call was to apologize.

And I'm sorry for pissing you off.

I know you will say anything when you are angry.
But that doesn't mean that they wouldn't hurt.
At one point the only thing that I could think of was,
Oh man I hate girls.

But you're the only girl I love.

Yeap.
I feel that girls think of their partners as buildings.
If you're lucky,
She'll probably think of you as a very nice building,
The result of great architecture and engineering.
But still,
You will be better with some renovation.

For most,
They belong to the work-in-progress category.
They are great buildings,
But they're probably missing roofs,
Chimneys or other things girls think they lack.
So either way you still need some improvements!

For the very unlucky,
The only thing she sees in you is the land you're built on.
Your entire structure would be demolished,
And she'll start building you from scratch,
In the way she thinks you ought to be.
So maybe you used to be a nice country shed,
A laidback kind of place.
Too bad she tore that down and built a stylish apartment.
If you don't recognize yourself anymore,
Too bad then.
At least your girl will be happy.
(Till she moves away to live in another country shed.)

OKAY I'm writting rubbish.
I'm going to bed now.

Maybe I'll dream of you tonight.
Maybe in my dreams we'll be alright.
Maybe tonight we wouldn't fight.
Maybe for once you'll smile at my sight.