its the weekend, and the result of last night's sleepless session is a day full of sleep, and now i feel awkward with myself, especially my eyes. i am broke, really broke...i suppose that word would be frequently coloring my life.hehehe. never been so lucky to avoid that state of broke-ing, and...u dont want to know what will one do when they are broke. i sell myself. no kidding.hahahaha. nahh...never been that lusty to think of stripping my cute butt in front of some sugar daddies or hot mama's. the thing is money controls you. right? i dont want to talk about the examples, yet i am wondering what can control this very mind other than the money. frankly, i never been so happy to realize that money is controlling my life. i am wondering if one day there is another bigger and ultimate power that rules me, make me happier, and dont have to think of the presence of materials. will there ever be such power? wondering if one day i would not be so eager to have a mediteranian apartment, with windows straight to the central perk, a full package of Louis Vuitton in my sphere, driving my first and last bettle (which is going to be a blue one), living a life within the clubs during friday and the weekend, setting my feet regularly in a hip club with free entries and sipping my welcoming drink with hip buddies around my neck and girls lashing their eye lids to mine. what a so so mind. but it rules me.