I have a theory

Still around I see, this space, this void full of unfulfilled dreams and lost hopes. Well, whatever the case is, I'm back to continue filling up this sad excuse for a journal, with all of my hopes and dreams, my ambitions and woes etc. I had this dream just yesterday morning; it was one of those subconscious dreams I think? The ones where you're half awake but you just can't open your eyes and get it over and done with? Yes, so I had one weird dream with Liam Gallagher in it and I must say, we had a pretty good time. I guess because he paid for everything and his sunglasses were pretty cool so I didn't feel like slapping his face every time I looked at it. What these weird recurring dreams mean, I have no fucking idea but I do know that I wake up feeling a little more accomplished with my life after having one of these weird dreams. It's strange but what isn't nowadays? My brother told me that a video of a guy playing with a roach, eating it then puking it all out was nominated for the best music video at the VMA's this year. What the fuck. I have lost faith in all of humanity, I mean really? A fucking cockroach? That's just fucking disgusting man. Anyway, I've been doing some work and I cannot work with Indian people. I don't know if that just makes me racist or elitist within the Indian community, whatever. I just can't work with these people, MY people. That is just so bloody disappointing man, disapproval from my fellow Indians just because I'm listening to Liam whine about lost souls out there and watching Tobias cope with his never-nude condition. What is this bullshit? Not being accepted into the indian society as a normal, fellow Indian being. Ridiculous. Like I said, I've lost all faith in humanity. 


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