Dear Blog

May I say that the past few hours should probably be the last of my alcoholic nights. I've been a drunkard for more than a year already and I confess that it hasn't brought me anywhere - aside from empty pockets and wasted time, that is. I am actually now regretting being an alcoholic.

I should also tell you that I've changed. It may not be the best change I've had so far in this dull existence, but then, it has actually been quite eventful. Aside from meeting this person who did inspire me, I am now striving to be a better person.

It's actually funny when people say these kinds of stuff after getting megafucked by alcohol. After cursing themselves with any kind of apeshit that crosses their minds, they consistently remind themselves of the "better person" ideal they will be striving for starting right at the next day, or perhaps upon waking up. When will they actually wake up from this disillusion?

Let me tell you that I'm now writing a new novel.