mondays....

are the days after weekends....
my weekend has been great. but why, for gods sake, are mondays so f****** difficult to deal with? the sun is shining outside. i have to sit in the lecture hall and try hard not to fall asleep. i haven't had a real holidayS in 2 years now. well i had, but not real onew...somehow i manage to keep my life always as stressful as possible. jesus. the pope died. you know...and everybody is talking about it. maybe its a good thing. but i am talking rather nonsense now. not because i am bored but because i feel uneasy. i was talking to a very good friend of mine who generously helped me yesterday so much and i was so unfriendly and shortcutting on the phone...
why is that? geraldine is in control of herself? yeah....dude....
i wanna go out and run over empty fields and i want to play guitar in bars and at campfires and i want to swim in rivers and lakes and jump over fires and lie naked in the sun...
now my friends are listing to coldplay. that really doesn't alleviates my mood. makes me being even more melancholic. why don't things work out as we want to...why so complicated.
i just want to relax now. it s such a pity that i couldn't take the love when it was there. you may wonder now what thats all about. oh you will guess i guess.
i think i better stop now before writing even more bullshit. whats actually going on out there?
is there anybody out there????
geraldine