Heinrik Hiramatsu;7:30pm

i’m sitting hereat the office, all the kids i take care of are gone. most of the co-workers have left for the day. i’m almost the only one left because i’m waiting to recieve an e-mail from cookie and peter regarding the specs and the layout of this ad i’m supposed to come up with in one day. and i don’t even know where to begin. at least i’ll be with ryan who knows a lot more about photoshop and shit like that than i do. at least i’ll be able to talk to him about shit.

last night i almost broke into a library. the adventure met with failure.

we got a couple of more inquiries on the writers workshop. hopefully they’re not joke inquiries. coz it would be badass if this shot to the moon. literature would be lady once more.

it’s been only one and a half weeks of april and she’s already killing me. fucking bitch…

or maybe i’m just not ready to tackle all these things? or maybe i’m distracted? hmmm….

anyway, fucking fatigue, coffee, and stress is really making me retarded right now.

cheers, bro. if anything, i’m writing more than one hour a day.

peas…