I wish i was Spanish and lived in Nueva York. And i also wish for a summer house in the south of France plus to be fluent in ruski. But someone in TV once said, and I think it was the janitor in scrubs.. he said: 'Time spent wishing is time wasted.' So I'm just going to have to make it happen. Becoming Spanish might be tricky, but i guess the rest is doable.
I'm finally doing something. Well I'm making myself star doing something, but I finally feel it in me. I'm going to get that fricking shoe finished, I'll find a job, to buy a house for my shoes, and I'm going to show her what I'm made of. Bitch. The rest will just fall into place, after I do all these things. It has to.
Nothing more to say, so I'll finish off here in Johnny Quid's style. Go on, walk on, jog on, goodbye, bon voyage, fuck off .
