Sergey

Well, another quiet day. I'm thinking of what to write in my diary, or whether not to write anything at all. Don't have much of an audience, do I ... and I'm not sure this concept works without one.

Anyway, I'm up to 70 kg - finally getting the momentum rolling. Some of my clothes is getting a bit too tight. Will go for muscle definition after reaching 72. After that I might go up to 75 if I decide to get solid.

Friday I decided to start running to decrease body fat. I haven't been running for a few years, so the first day I took it easy and 1 km took me 7:51 min. Yesterday I run 2 km for 12:00 min, which is the maximum time for a physical test in the army. My plan now is get this time down to 10 min by the end of the year.

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I bought a bottle cheap wine today, even though I really don't like wine and have no one to drink it with this holiday season. That might sound somewhat sad, but the truth is, I just want to get a bit drunk, slowly light up a Marlboro Blend No. 27, lay down, and just enjoy my last days of solitude, knowing perfectly well that later I will miss this kind of moments. Sure, all of that plus a hot, horny girlfriend riding my cock would make this Christmas a spicier event, but I've already booked my next one for that. No need to getting ahead of time.

Strive for what you want and enjoy what you have. This is my simple philosophy.

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I really dig the design of this car. One day this baby will be mine.

Should make for some interesting bed-time reading: List of cognitive biases.

1. In the last 3 months I've gained 5 kg of muscles, breaking today the personal record of 68 kg.

2. I've been assigned to military service from January 5th. I'm both prepared and excited.

3. I have been going to a driving school, last week passing the theory test with 0 errors, and now waiting to ace the upcoming practical test.

4. I have rented out my mom's apartment on her behalf, in the progress getting great experience in doing business with people, as well as securing an additional income for me throughout the next year.

5. I did not find any job I wanted this Autumn, but I'm surviving economically till military service which is the only reason I was looking for a job in the first place, so in the end this isn't a big blow to my overall progress.

"In each of our minds,
There lives a good wolf and a bad wolf,
Who fight each other all the time.
Who do you think wins?"

Tough self-love: learning the importance of a good sleeping schedule.

My teacher in the driving school is awesome. I was really happy today after the class.

I need new social circles. New kind of friends. I need to meet people who have ambitions (with visions), energy, and a sexy sense of humor - people whom I can respect and learn from.

The past and all it's complications must be left without lookin back. Exactly like my old camera with a bag full of dusty accessories. It is time. Time to create the future.

I was in Sachie, the Japanese grocery shop, the other day. The clerk girl somehow reminded me of Alicia, although upon a second glance I thought she was below-average looking. She had no name badge; don't know if it was really her. I didn't say anything, just bought some nori and instant yakisoba, and left the shop. It didn't matter either way ...

Recent conversation with a stranger prompted me to clarify what kind of photographs I wanted to make in the past, and what kind I want to make today.

I used to, at least for a while and up until quite recently, I think - perhaps beginning of this year - to shoot people in ordinary situations or people doing ordinary things.

Now, however, I want to shoot people doing extraordinary things. In a way, you can say I've embraced the pop culture.

Why I took photography up in the first place I honestly don't remember, but from the beginning my desire was to photograph people. As a result, my evolution as a photographer has closely followed my inner social development.

Except for buying some food and eating it, I didn't do anything of substance today. Feels like a yet another wasted day. I've become so lazy ...

I'll try to go back to writing about simple things happening in my life. Perhaps that will motivate me to actually do something.

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Some people, mostly Russian, are friending my journal in silence once in a while. I don't know what's going on.