you're wondering about the title huh?
well, i've just spent the day judging a metal rock competition, in which one of the bands, dedicated evolution, were all wearing scary alien-style masks and spent their time screaming and jumping.
needless to say, i came home with a headache.
but i'm still happy because the only band that i could actually listen to and had a girl in it (our cleaning lady's daughter, no less) won. the girl was so cute, shame i didn't have my camera.
it's weird how globalisation works, and fashion spreads all over the world; today the uniform of all the kids was dark green or electric blue trousers, metal rock bands' tshirts and all stars. a whole side of aceh i never imagined existed, that's for sure.
apart from that i'm ok but not in a great mood, and i need to get on with my packing. i haven't got much left to do but i feel like i'm dragging on. i need to wake up and do stuff.
why does something always come and hit you so badly when you think life couldn't be any better?