The Art Of Self-Mind Psychoing

i was supposed to wake up ezzat at 730.
but he messaged me 10 minutes earlier that he's already awake.
and like i said;
if he wastes my effort, im gonna screw him.
i will. when we meet.
he was high at 2 in the morning.
talking rubbish hahaha.

i woke up later and strangely made my way to the pool.
did 10 laps and felt like dying.
no energy already.
so long since i went muaythai.
or any sport for that matter.

studied a bit on business.
nothing much today.

its good to learn some local bands are picking up.
PlainSunset already have their album out.
A Vacant Affair is working on it.
i think Caracal are working on it too.
GSE had their's earlier in the year.
dunno about Monofone and the Fire Fight.

i'm sure my playlist will soon be filled with local shizzzzzz.

and i think some the prostitutes outside my house are human afterall.
i heard one of them outside my window
crying on the phone with some guy.
i can pretty much assume what they're talking.
they probably have the worst job i can imagine, even though some do enjoy what they do.
its a living. but thats life for them.

i shall end my prostitute understanding words here.
peace.