Yep, and I didn't write about smoking. I sticked my head out with a lighter in my hand and tried to light something which I wanted to smoke ( nevermind what, heh ), but suddenly I looked at the windows of my neighbours' apartaments and noticed that they are observing me. Don't know why, I hid myself.
I realize that nothing ( I like that word I think ) is resulting from that, but it's not my problem, hehe.
Write to me sometimes. I will not be angry for that.

[Mario, siada mi na psyche.]

Hey, it's not like that. It is not so that we are serious or extremely not. This is matter of honest and point of view. I have one big hole in my head at the moment, so don't expect don't-know-what. Lil' funny, I was thinking all the day and now boom - black hole, or maybe white. I wanted to smoke, I don't do it often, cause it is some kind of illness - I have nothing to think and want to do something with that. It's early, so bed is not good idea.
And sorry for saying nothing interesting.
Sick.