It is night. I am at Comic Art School all alone and actually getting things done.
Just had a terrible candy-craving and searched the entire school for any sort of goodies…
All I found were apples. Two green apples on one desk and two red on another one.
Kids are way too healthy nowadays.
Made myself a cup of tea and ate some of my own peanuts instead. Oh well… I’ll buy some cookies ‘n stuff tomorrow, just incase this kind of emergency ever strikes again.
Right now I’m writing the part of my story where I get to go on Guido Dolces boat, and then go scuba diving. There were many experiences from my modeling days that I’m endlessly gratefull for. The scuba diving is probably the most wonderfull memory I have of that time. Maybe of my entire life, come to think of it… It was just sooo magical.
I never wanted to resurface again. I wanted to stay down there for ever and ever and ever.
But all things come to an end and even though I signalled the diving instructor to take me further down, deeper into the deep, he decidedly took me right back up to the boat again after only like 10 (?) minutes below.