I can not wait until I finish university. Only one and a half year to go, and I will move to a new state and to a new city with less obnoxious crack whores, wannabes and dead beats. New motivations, inspirations, and creativities. I miss the people I've befriend, the clubs, the food, the city lights and the random events. Oh and Icy and his ass tattoo. Good times. Good friends and great memories.

I swear it's one of the only city that fucking sells red velvet cakes!