I left home because I felt trapped by how fast my life seemed to set itself in tracks I was unsure about. My ambition has even grown since then; even with the new found freedom, even in the face of new opportunities. It’s like nothing could completely satisfy me and every new piece of the world discovered sparks a thousand new envies.
My thirst grew so big that even Japanese actresses, models from Iceland, British artsy chicks and simple but true-hearted girls from China’s remote provinces would not satisfy; I became restless. Simple jobs, merely interesting projects, they all started feeling a bit dull.
Every night, I lay eyes on the city’s smog without really knowing where things will ultimately take me and I simply love that feeling.
Fuck yeah, we’re back.
It felt good not to be on Tumblr for the past few months; I got to avoid all the mass-crying over Sochi and a bunch of other things.
Short update on my life :
- I’m in China;
- I’m still awesome;
- My phone is still filled with girls’ naked selfies;
- Have you ever wondered what half a million RMB looks like in bank notes ? Wonder no more :
One of the reasons why I left this blog is because I was going through a lot of things and I realized that what I was sharing on this blog was increasingly negative, reflecting my situation.
Negative is not me. I had to get things figured out and I did. Now, with the start of the new semester, I feel like the occasion is perfect to make a little come back.
I think that sums it up pretty well!
Oh well… The raging debate amongst my peers right now is whether or not to keep the annual “Best Tits of the Faculty” and “Best Ass of the Faculty” prizes where you vote for a shortlisted candidate…
I am not sure why or how people would keep defending it.
Best intervention in this so-called debate yet : a female graduate from 1989 mentioning that the same contest existed then.
Those people… sometimes I don’t even know…
Only a few more days to go and I will be tying her up and we will be having all sorts of fun. And then I will untie her and we’ll have even more.
And then we’re going to play in the shower until it gets suffocating.
And we’ll dry off in the covers.
I can’t wait to leave… My one-way plane ticket is booked for May 3rd and I am super excited about the adventures coming my way, about the next step.
But I will miss them. I will miss them all.
My family, those very Polish moments, my third world country-like apartment, friends, foes, strangers I see while on my way to school, that beautiful med student across my street who sometimes stares at me with her coffee cup while I stare at her with my coffee cup at 4AM during finals, the rude people on the bus, the amazing people on the bus, the quiet streets full of raccoons, my room mate’s loud Arabic music when he shaves on some mornings, the lame hallways, the 2AM meet-ups at coffee shops… even our Internet which crashes at least once a day but for which we’re basically not paying anything.
Nostalgia, apprehension and excitement.
Quietly going by. Patiently waiting.
I did so much here but there is much more to come. It’s only a matter of time and I will start wrecking a fresh new havoc of awesome, somewhere else, with different people.
I’m hungry like the loudest army and thirsty like the infinite sand in the mighty desert.
Stay hungry, stay foolish.
I have been setting the table and now I’m ready to take the whole world on my plate.
Today I have assisted to the most ridiculous negotiation ever. I was about to flip that table and tell the parties to fuck off with their pettiness and their bad faith. It’s a fucking attempt at conflict resolution, not a sandbox for kids to throw sand at each other and then cry about it!
Fuck those guys. I’m too brilliant to be working for them.
We called everything off around 21:00 and tomorrow we will be reconvening at 13:00. Hopefully, some progress will be made tomorrow.
I went on Facebook tonight. It was a fun session :
Awkward #1 : Your primary school friend turned into some sort of David Guetta-like douche club promoter.
Awkward #2 : He’s dating a stripper/escort (who listed her work on her page).
Awkward #3 : Her clients added her on Facebook and comment on all her stuff, even writing … recommendations (I guess?)
Life is going to be a bit hectic for a few days.
It’s okay. I like it that way.
I will have to cut down my time for girls though. No time for play right now : my phone is on “Do not disturb” mode and no call or text gets through except if I am somewhat paid to answer or the conversation would last for less long than a voice message.
Long days, long nights.
I love being a genius.
This guy was asking my help to sue his landlord over his lease. His landlord mainly acts through a mandatary who’s in charge of the administration of the apartments The mandatary isn’t a naturalized citizen yet and is being exploited - his contract is in clear violation of labour laws in regards to minimal wage and just the requirements asked in general. Obviously, the mandatary guy is the landlord’s main witness and also the one who’s going to take the fall if we are suing the landlord, which we want to avoid. We want the landlord to straight up assume the responsibility for not prevailing on his obligations.
So I met up with the guy, tonight, after his second job. It was around 23:00 and I just left him (it’s 3:00 AM). I have offered to help him sue the landlord for the labour law violations and I have put an experienced friend of mine on his case. Then, the landlord won’t want to have him witness on the lease case and if the landlord tries to blame him in the whole thing, we will just have him state that he has initiated an action for his employment conditions and that the landlord is in conflict of interest in blaming him and that he is therefore not credible. Also, it covers him in case the landlord wants to fire him because as long as they are in the process of dealing with the labour law violations, it would look too suspicious if the landlord was to terminate his contract.
The only thing is that he has to forget that we have ever met or that I know my friend who’s helping him. But, in that, he doesn’t see a problem.
My friend :
"Man… you’re on some Game of Thrones type of shit".
I’m in New York for a few days. I’m not sure how much I’ll be enjoying it anyway but I decided to start it off with some time for myself, after all the rush, obligations and nonsense.
I woke up this morning and hit the gym. Then, I walked up to central park, passing the half-marathon or whatever running event they are having today. I just walked around and took pictures. It was a great time out.