[Journaling](Day 22) Streets with strange names that I've seen before

Hell yea

Today was one hell of a day, once again.

Got up at around 10, wanting to go to the protest this morning at 11, but I couldn't get out of bed, so I didn't.

Gamed for a while around noon and some more, then got around to cleaning my flat again. I was done by 15.

I spent the next approx 90 mins working on my lessons for fucking Monday's fucking MCQ.

Fuck it.

AAAAA

Around 17, I went out to get some groceries. Butter, cereals, hair care products, licorice syrup.

Took me 30 mins, and when I got out, a bunch of small stupid kids looked at me and my dyed hair and nail paint, and they laughed at me and proly called me some slurs or whatnot. Didn't listen because I had my headphones on, but didn't help me feel more secure.

I remained strong though.

Got home slowly but surely, and crashed for about an hour, eating a bowl of cereal, then got changed and went to a concert.

Tonight was Murder Capital.

It was, frankly, one of the best concerts I've ever been to.

The energy of the music.

The presence of the band.

The sheer aura of the lead singer.

The movements of the crowd.

I threw myself in wild abandon.

I was in a trance.

The crowd moved and jumped as one.

The singer crowd-surfed a couple times.

It was a night I'll never forget.

Tonight marks the end of the first day I didn't cut since I started.

My goal is to hold off this weekend.

It will come back as soon as I get back to school but this weekend I'll stay sober.

I am so tired now. But it was one of the best nights of my life.

Today brought me a really good time. It was one of the best concerts I've ever been to.

Tomorrow will be mostly working.

It is very tired that I end this post. As always.

Good night, lone reader. Rock on.

Jewels in your eyes
Like Vega at night, it's a retrospect
All the magpies
They'd rob you blind if I'd written it
Have you written back? - Only Good Things, The Murder Capital

Laporte, signing off. Smell ya later.