55th post ever!

Hello future I.
I am making this post so you can see what you were up to in Italy.
I guess you still wish to be back as it was more beautiful than words can explain.
Everyone was having a fun time, since we all had a good relationship and relaxed much.
The best part was that someone loved you. You didn't like him, but he always stared at you.

I wish you the best, future I.

Do the Panic!

I'm at the lobby right now, listening to Regina

White sparrows fell from heaven and carried her away.

Did I say that I LOVE Michael Jackson? I am just watching Moonwalker, and my love for the music and the person this man was has recovered. I admire him.
He was really good-looking in the time Bad was recorded.
I get all *swoon* over the songs. SMOOTH CRIMINAL, FTW!!

So peeps, it's almost Sunday. The last night before I go to Italy. I promise to take as many photos as I can, presumed my camera doesn't get stolen..I don't know about the Italian fellas attitude.
I just decided that I'm going to take skintight shirts with me. Girls want to look fine, amirite?
Haha.

Bye for today :D

Cheese.

I hate every single male on this planet. (Ok, except for Ben Kowalewicz, Christian Coulson, Criss Angel, Chris Pine, Patrick Stump and a few others.)
You know, I was being an ass. I wrote Thomas why he never answers to ANYTHING, and then went on being mean while writing mean stuff.
So, he continues to write stupid stuff after ONE WEEK.
And I won't cease being mean.

Now, I'm leaving for Italy on Monday morning. And I guess Kenny already knows about Mr.Italy-Davide, but you others don't. Last year, I was struck by MAJOR LOVE. A guy with curly hair, abs and sweet face.
And I cried and cried, after we had to leave, because I felt so alone. Guess who pulled me out of the dark hole of lovesickness? Yeah, yeah. But I hate him, TOO.


I'll leave you with that question of the day!

HEY!! HEEEEEEEYYY!!

You know thaat I'm watching you, RIGHT?
Yes son, you'd better stop what yer doing now.


Okay, basically I have a request for you.
I need more readers. Get me someone that'll read, post comments and this.
Tell your friends. Or your grandma (which would be epically awesome.).

BECAUSE I FEEL.
IGNOOOORED.

HAI GUISE!

I have a rant to tell!
Ok, prepare for a post full of hatred, anger and the want to smash everything around me:

Guess what I had to do yesterday? Come on, you know it.
I give you a hint.
I could play it for one month. ONE FUCKING MONTH.
Without having to reinstall everything and waste 3 hours on it.
Right, you have it. The Sims 2.
I hate that game. With all the passion of my flaming heart. But yet, I cannot even THINK OF quitting to play it.
So what do I do? Reinstall, of course, wasting 3 PRECIOUS hours of my NERD-LIFE!
And then..THE BIG MOMENT.. I am slowly touching the mouse, move the cursor towards the little 'The Sims 2 Apartment Life'-icon, double-click it and wait..

NOTHING HAPPENS.
I fired up the Task-Manager and clicked the fucking icon again. I watched the process pop up, saw that the CPU heightened, sank and then the process vanished.

Great. Now, what does the semi-computer-savvy-Su do? Delete her Sims folder and let the game create a new one.
Yep, you're right, game. Suddenly it opened like it always did.

I am kind of suspecting Numenor's Scriptorium to bash my game, so I am testing whether it is installed right now or it's not and thus kills my game next.

Damn that shit. DAMN IIITTTT.



Okay, rant over, off to something new:
I found a band which sounds genius. Phantom Planet. God, I guess I am the last person on earth to discover Phantom Planet, because the name sounds so 'tabloids-everyone-knows-and-listens-to-them'.
BUUUT.
They are nice.

Sorry..

..I guess I was on a sugar-rush yesterday.

Did I tell you that they SERIOUSLY want to cancel Gossip Girl and 90210? They are going to show the last GG episode, but not the second season. And they're going to stop 90210 next week, cutting 6 eps off. That means I won't get to see what happens with Silver and Dixon. (mostly Silver, as she went daaaamn crazy last week.)

I know, that doesn't interest you the least bit. But I LOVE THOSE SHOWS!! Seriously.


Ok, I ran out of words. Bye.

*cough cough* Erm..

I know I just freakin' posted, but I wanted to show my 'OMGUNFHUNKS'-faces. I knooooow.
But I swear, I'm not crazy (even if my face says something VERY different.)

TEEHEE.

That one was prolly inspired by Chris Pine. Better, deffo inspired by Chris Pine. That guy still makes me swoon to no end.

Yes, I know it's not very interesting to see a random girl swooning over random guys (hell, even the girls in this thread make me go 'BABOOSH'). But I am high on sugar (coca cola lollipop) and you have to accept that.

Hello, Universe!

My new fandom goes toooo..Sending wishes to the universe.

Also, looking at the eyecandy thread on GoS.
Made me drool and crush and go UNF! several times. But you have to admit that there's plenty of smekshuuh hunks out there.
Seriously, that made my little perverted heart (and lower areas..:) ) happy.
;)

Ok folks, bye for now.

Hellooo peeps.

I want some funny IRC-chat. I need to become famous on GoS and chat with peeps.
PEEEEPS. I love that word.

Anuhways, I am not doing much these days. I just drink unhealthy stuff, eat popsicles and fabricate big fat frog monsters.

GO AND SHOW SOUTH PARK NAO, COMEDY CENTRAL. I am addicted to South Park. Really.

KAYTHXBAI.

And my slip showed a little, like a drunk by night.

I seriously love Regina Spektor these days. I'm not doing much, except for eating and taking my dog for walks. He now has to carry his poop-bags on his own.

Ok guys, I need help. Does anyone know where I left my elastics? I kinda lost them. And that makes me MAAAD.


Ok, no shit Sherlock, go look at my new deviation and then leave.


Poopsiebye.

I WANT THE SCHOOLPARTY DAY AGAAIIN!!

Holy hell. That day was so awesome, yet so short. I wish I would've made a move and told him. I wish I wasn't that shy.

Anyways, I got Professor Layton and the Curious Village for my DS today. You know, it's awesome!

And my report-card was awesome, too! I want this year back!!

Hello there, shiny folks!

I'm not ignoring this blog, I'm just busy. Busy with my life, busy with the other blog, busy with counting the last few days of school.

This life is hard. And music helps you through it.

Go listen to The Hoosiers. And Yael Naim.

Now, GO.

Following Leontendo's advice:

Whoo, shiny!
First: The story of the sport's day. It was OK, really exhausting. But we had a lot of fun.
So, what's more important (or funnier):
I fell asleep on the sofa, it was raining then. But when I woke up, I was lying in the bathroom. And I was drooling. My granny said I stood up, and she thought I was drying my hair so she didn't want to disturb me.

And for the shiny link:
Le new blog!

Inspired by all the 366's I've seen so far.

Comments, anyone?

I think the headline says it.

It really looks like I want those who don't want me and I don't want those who want me. Life really is shit, isn't it?
You know, I think I made Thomas look like a better person than he was, just in my mind.
I wish this year hadn't happened. I wish I had never met and fallen in love with him.
Sometimes I wish I had no heart. He wasn't there today. I waited the whole evening and he didn't come.
Sometimes I think that god doesn't think I deserve to be happy. God takes everything from me and expects me to laugh and be happy all through these times. I wish my daddy back. I wish I could talk to him now, tell him what is taking me down these days and cry on his shoulder.
I just wish I could do this one more time..Why did god have to take exactly my dad? Why not a child-molestor or an alcoholic? Why my wonderful, nice and lovable daddy?
I don't think I believe into god anymore. I just can't.

My life is going down. All the way down, till it comes to a sudden end.
And then there's just darkness.

Holy shaaat.

Wait. I did not think the whole day that he is cute. Today was a rehearsal (as well as tomorrow will be), and we standing at the end, right at the opposite direction.
Like this
|(<- we) |(<-he)
| |

And he was sitting on a chair, it looked like he sat in the rubbish can.
That's also a reason why we lol'ed allll the time. The first hour was so funny, I almost peed a little.


Anyways, have you heard about the woman that died in Iran, and her death was captured on a cell? Neda was her name. I just saw the video, I really started to cry. I think this whole mess should come to an end, all they do is fight and fight and kill people. And who is happy in the end? No one.

The day after tomorrooow~

We're gonna show him. The power of giirrrls. And tomorrow we're already training, so I might see him too. Oh shit, that reminds me..I have an English-revision tomorrow. I have to get an A. If I don't, she might give me a B in the final report card. Oh halp. I'm not feeling ready to do this tenses-rev. D:

- Jasmin

I'm rusted from the rain.

Some days are beautiful.

Some are not.

Today is one of the not beautiful ones.

I wish this day was over.

Oh.My.Goodness²

What the hell happened to his hair? It's reaaally short and curly now. He looks like a grandma.
But I like him, nonetheless. That IS the worst thing. He lied to me, ignores me, (makes me dream he has girlfriends and kissing them in front of dream-me), looks awfully awkward - cute now..

We will be so hot and blow him away on Tuesday. Cue the pitchforks, it's time for overall - no makeup - wet hair photos!

Oh what the hell. Yeah, now you've seen it.

Utterly amazed by your face.

Why does Caro have to tell me HOW MUCH FUUUN they have while driving home with the bus? (She told me that she had met him and blah, blah, blah.)
This all went wrong.
I should be the one laughing with him, having fun. I should be so sweet and wonderful that he starts to love me.
Wow. Ok, I don't think he likes her, but WHY does she have to talk about that, if she knows that that HURTS me.
You know what? His name was written in BLACK BOLD LETTERS on our music teacher's 'who sings on that matriculation-fest?' - list.
So that means..Yeah, he lied to me. Twice. I have to admit that he has no reason not to lie to me, but I would appreciate if he didn't.

Wow. I guess it's true what people say about us girls: We always pick the assholes.
And I'm going to look STUNNING when I go there. Wearing this cool overall-black-thingy I got today.
And I'll show this arse.

- Jasmin

My future has new plans!

As soon as I'm 18, have my driver's license and 200 hours of childcare together, I'm heading to the USA for a year of being an Au Pair!
That sounds so cool, being in a foreign country, but still having a 'family' that kinda takes care of you and is really nice. And you always have some helpers if there is an emergency.
Sounds cool? Yeah, I really think I will do that once. I mean, it's not even THAT long, considering I turn 14 this year. (Which means only 4 years and a half, which is NOTHING.)

- Jasmin

Two years.

I so wanna be at the Frequency. I mean, great bands, meeting loads of new people and four days of fun?!
Hello?!
Why did god have to make me be born in 1995, why not in 1993 or 1992?!

Argh, anyways, mum and I watched Night at the Museum: Battle of the Smithsonian this evening at the cinema. I lol'ed my ass off. Never have seen such a funny and amazing movie, even though I wanted to cry all time through it. (You don't need to know the reasons, that's really personal.)

Now now, I'm tired.

- Jasmin.

Do dreams show your future?

If so, I just ALWAYS will have him facing away from me.
Ok, I guess you don't understand a thing now, so I'll explain:
I just woke up (after I banged my head against my mum's, major *headdesk*) from a dream of school. Well, a singing-thing-fest, to be exact. And of course, he was there. (Unlike the graduation party, where he WON'T be.)
Looking good as always, he sat down behind me. Then somehow we left, but came back again. He wasn't there anymore. He came back not much later, sitting down in front of me. I wasn't sure if it was him, but I think it was him.

I have a plan: I'm just going to search him on the last school day and tell him my whole story. And then I'll let him say something, if he even says something. Either way, I'll leave afterwards.

-Jasmin

Rot in hell, inventoooooorrrrrr!

I really think I'm going mad. I've got a cold AGAIN.
And he still 'ignores' me.
He answered to a SMS, but nothing more.
I wish I was a cuter girl, and I wish I had more guts.
But unfortunately I don't.

- Jasmin

Confusion.

Aargh.
You know, this years graduation-singing-fest-thing is standing out. Of course, since he was on the last few singing-fest-things, I asked him if he would come to this too. (Since it was when I saw him for he second time. The first time was two years ago, but that is another story.)
And what does he answer? 'Nope. Never went to that.'
GRAAAAAAAAAAAAAARL.
Me, completely pissed, answers 'Well, it's really cool. Pity for you if you don't come.'.
Then, two days later. 'Try something different and come. More than you not liking it won't happen.'

Such an idiot. I decided to hate him for the last few days.

But today I saw him in the city. (Dayuum, there were nice cars. Oldtimers, they're so cuuute! Like..)
his..really nice..and (fortunately to see, without those wide pants) cute..ass. :D
Maaarf, I think I'm ass-fixated. Nice booties make my day. And his is..Well, nice.

And if the theory about..you know, shoes..is true. And about noses..Well, if it true..I'm..lucky :D

Gooshpops, I'm talking complete and utter shit. I'm such a pervert :D

I gots the A!

Maths is cool now. I got an A. The teacher likes me.
Now the only thing(s) to beat are..the Physics and the Biology test in the SAME week. One two days after the other. Ohyay.
And there's a Latin (latin, latin latin?) test in that week, too. And Geography. Holy hell, I think I'ma gonna shoot myself.

Did I tell you about annoying DJ?
Yeah, she's really annoying. She thinks I'm her possession. That why we call her BLUMS. Besitzergreifend (that's possessive), Lesbisch (lesbian), und (and), mit (with) Selbstwertproblemen (self-confidence issues.).
In Music, for example. She always sat next to me, at least the last school year. Now, it's not a law that she has to sit next to me, so Stefie asked me if I'd like to sit next to her. Well, I took the usual place, but Stefie came a bit late, so DJ put her school bag next to mine. Weell, long story, short ending: We kicked it away and Stefie sat next to me. My BFF, after all (:

Oh yeah, plus Stefie and I started a Penis-Battle. You have to find words for 'penis'. Like willy, stick, hydrant, and stuff. We battled the whole day, it caused a lot of confusion under all our classmates.

Thomas ignores me so far.

Nao, let me watch my Eurovision Songcontest in peace,
Love you guys, Su.

I welcome you to..madness!

Welll...I'm still waiting for the Sims 3 (I almost wrote 2, duuuh.).
The time is passing so slowly, kinda silly. Where are the last 3 months? Already waaaay in the past. But the next four weeks? Effin' far away.
I hate it.
I HATE it. (seems like I'm still pissed because of the cold..)

XOXO, Su.

I wanna kill myself .___.

I fucking hate colds. I'm sitting here, indoors, while it gets warm outside. I'm sitting here, indoors, with a scarf. I'm sitting here, indoors, with 20.000 tissues and a running nose.
Seriously, I drooled during the night. I only do that when it's warm, but was it warm? I only used the fucking blanket, because otherwise I would've gotten very cold.

Did I make myself clear?
Fine, then piss off. (I hate you guys.)


P.S.: Colds make me a bit quick-tempered. That goes away after a while.

Now? PISS OFF.

Oh woot.

Munich was awesome. Oh, you didn't know I went there, right?
Well, now you know. School-ish thing.
One long word for it:
Supercalifragelistiexpealigetic. Really, I've never had so good 2 1/2 days. Perfect musicmix, perfect roomies, perfect new friends, perfect time.
And the perfectest thingy: Maggie's room kinda had a really good view to the house, which beared some really nice looking Italians. And dayuuum, the were also nice. After one day we knew some names. Marco and Roberto were the 16-year-olds, Michi (in Italian Miki) and Roland were South-Tyroleans and both 14. (Michi later became Jana's boyfriend, but we all knew it wasn't real love, cuz' Jana isn't really ready for a guy. I mean, her sour face when we played truth or dare and she had to give him a little kissy ... ) On the second day we went to see the Bavaria Filmstudios and the Hellabrunn Zoo. (I saw a real actor from Marienhof there, man he's hot.)
And in the evening, when we had our freetime, I washed my hair and wanted to dry it, but Elli suddenly stormed into the room and shouted something like "OMGOMG MICHI TOLD MARCO THAT I LOVE HIMMM. NOOO AND I RAN AWAY!!!"
So I dried my hair and went into the familyroom with her, only to find the two Italians gone. (They came b- ohwait, just wait.)
We played truth or dare again, with Michi and Roland. I didn't play with them, because it was a bitty stupid. Then Michi was like "Oh, uh, what's your name again? Yeah, Jasmin, Roland has a crush on you."
I really thought that was cute, but I had to tell him that I love Thomas. (Wells, he had a nice body, but for one day? Seriously, one day is a bit short. Plus he only knew me for that short time..)
Then the verrry nice Italians came again. Elli went tomato-red, I giggled nonstop and Maggie hid, because the one perverted Italian with which she had flirted the other day was there too. (Nontheless, HOT.)
Marco told Michi something, and he again said "You..uuhhh..Jasmin, right, he there (Roberto), has a crush on you."
And again, same story, we told him I 'have a BF that is a drunk and punches everyone that hits on me.' (Our boys were SO JEALOUS. Gosh, it cracked me up.)
Of course we all were very sad when we had to go to bed. (Because we KNEW that this was the last time we would see all those guys.)
On the next day we visited the Deutsches Museum. Sad, bored and tired.
And I still miss it. But the funny thing is, we have to write something about it in school, and our theme is 'Intercultural conversations' *wink wink*
Loadsa fun, since now I'm much more self-confident when it comes to Thomas. (SINCE I HAD FUCKING TWO ADMIRERS. *feels honoured*)


And now, I'm sitting here with a cold. Munich's got me. They left three windows open during the night, complaining about it being so hot. And I got all the cold :^:

See you, Su.

Another way to die- no, embarass yourself!

He had B-day on Friday. Being the Su I am I baked him a muffin, wrote a card and prepared everything for Friday. That night I even dreamt of it, haaaw.
Maggie and I went to his locker, as planned. He came.
She said "Just give it to him!" - "Nooo!".
But I gave the bag with the muffin to him.
"HereIMadeYouAMuffinSinceIt'sYourBirthdayIThought.." - "Thank you! *biggrin*"
Then I hid behind this really useful column, talking to some first-graders. (I think he still smiled, :D)
And laterthatday, we had a big sleepover in school. Watching Harry Potter with my class. Reallly funny. (Just one word: Columns are FUNNY.)

So, I think he thinks I'm TOTALLY gaga now.

I'm in school, again.

So, you know, I have to do History.
Don't even TRY to disturb me.
Ok, well, I'm not really interested into that anyways. Short summary of my last few days: Boring, sad, whutevs, not really interesting. That has to be the only thing you ever hear me talking about (or rather ranting, as I'd call it), HAAATEEEE MEEEE!!!!
Su.

I'm such a ditz :D

You know what? Laughing REALLY is medicine. I couldn't laugh the same way I laughed before after dad's death, but the last few days were so funny I just think I learned to laugh again.
Yesterday we went to a chinese restaurant (yes, THAT restaurant) and mum's boyfriend said something so funny I almost suffocated because I had a fortune cookie in my mouth.
Then tears ran down my face, I think the whole restaurant was looking at me. (Oh great, blurred mascara. Just great.). It wasn't even that funny, I just started to cackle so hard :]

And now I'm listening to Modern Talking, or better said, I was listening to Modern Talking. Today's the eve-of-wedding-party of my aunt, we're invited, which means I can't play Sims AGAIN. And my grandma forced me to sleep at her's, so tomorrow's no time for that either..I'll just say I want home, meeeh.

I'm gonna take a bath now, see you in any time.

Don't flame meeeee!

It's not my fault, I swear. School was a bit annoying these days, but I have wonderful news:
I talked to him. On the telephone.
Looong story: We had a Maths test on Tuesday, I was learning for it and kinda had a blackout. So I decided to call him (you know, because he's older, cool and just awesome). Said and done, we were talking on the phone. Conversation was kinda like : '*background* wait, I'm giving you the phone...Hello?' - 'Uuuh, is there Thomas? (I was about to end the call there)' - 'Yeah, but who are you?' - 'It's Jasmin, the girl that's always in front of your locker..*gets quieter*' - 'So, what do you need?' - 'I have a questiooon..Since you are older and stuff, I thought you could solve my little mathematic problem: *searches example* *tells example* Argh, now you might think I'm totally dumb!' - 'Nah, I'm going to call you back as soon as I've solved it. Bye 'til then!' - 'Bye!' Then I hung up the phone and called a friend, totally hysterically. Then he called back and explained everything in such a nice way, I think even a elementary schooler would've understood that (even if they'd never heard of it..). Then he wished me good luck, we said goodbye and I passed the test.
Guess what I got?
A B+! And 4 points missing for an A, I'm so angry!
Now I planned to hug him so hard and glomp him on Monday.

And on Friday, we went to the theatre. Everything was very funny, the opera itself was excellent and the singers great.

We all dressed up and were looking first-class :)
And the beloved dress ♥

The Mardi Gras! And watching people while they have PE!

Oh yeah, Tuesday. Can't wait. We're all dressing up as hippies, and we're gonna have a loooot of fun. In school, you know. That means I can see Thomas on a wonderful day, all dressed up. And I'm going to tie him up with my long hippie-wig. You know, it looks like one from a japanese horror movie. (Oh yeah, BTW, he was on vacation during the holidays, and he didn't take his phone with him. Argh.)

And on last Wednesday, we watched them during PE. Totally awesome, they were playing a game called 'Sanitäterball'. If you get hit by the ball, you have to sit down. Then there're two who can pull you back so you can play again. What I would've given to pull him back to the wall~♥

Something cool happened yesterday, too. I got the dress! I reaaallly love it. *is wearing on new photo* And I got these new Chucks, the 'no-soles'. They are sooo sweet!

That's it for today, have a nice day, byes!

Yeah, fuck yourself.

Do it. Just do it.
I mean, who even cares about Valentine's Day? Ok, I admit it, I was frikkin hoping for something. Maybe even for a love confession. And guess what I got? NUFFIN.
That fucking asshole didn't even send me a 'Happy Valentine's Day~', plainly N O T H I N G.
I wish I could slap his face so hard and then kiss him. David said that I could place myself in front of his house, wait until he comes out and kiss him. Would that be a good plan? Please leave comments about that.

Nah, but Valenfuck's was pretty nice. Mum, her boyfriend and me went to a chinese restaurant today, food was delicious as always, but still..DO WANT TO SLAP HIM.

And my little simmies are happy, because I played with them again! (After two months..)

Bye for now, and fuck you, Su.

P.S.: Might get that sweet 116€-dress from Tom Tailor. We're not sure about it.

P.P.S.: If anyone that doesn't know me is reading this: I'm not a preppy princess, it'd be just for the wedding of my aunt, and because mum saved a bit of money..And she wants to spend it for me, I really love her!

In school. Bored as hell.

So guys, I'm still alive. Not that you cared, because no one of you even follows my blog. DAMMIT.
Nah, I'm writing because it is fun.
So, about Thomas: I still love him like HECK. He is cute, awesome and sweet. he cut his hair, but that looks even more awesome. And sweet. And cute. Gawsh, if I could do one thing, I'd...Let you guess, but I think you already know that.
And now my ideas are all gone. Dammit, again.

I mean, I'd snowball him, but what if he hates me then? Hatred would be..rather shitty, wouldn't it? Now, his lessons end the same time as ours do. I'll wait for him and ki-uhhhh, say Hi to him. I'd give almost everything to be 'his girl'. To be able to touch his hair, kiss his lips, hug his body..Hurgh, I should stop the fancying and the face the truth already..
BUT I CAN'T. He has turned my world upside down. My life. Now he makes me go crazy, making me feel like a dumb fool with no self-confidence. Because I was never really confident. But since I saw him, for the first time, I feel as if I never had any of it.

Do love me, Thomas, pweasy pweaseeeee~!

My wedding is not far away~

At least on CR. I'm marrying Kenny-sama, and please people, anyone who guessed that raise your hands NAO.
Then we can RP as couple and do stuff as couple and..I FINALLY HAVE MY CR-HUBBY.
I already had a cancelled wedding, but THIS ONE WILL LAST.

Gosh, I have like NO INSPIRATION for an entry right now..Just wanted to post the news, oh and btw:
I'm RPing again now. If you want me to do something, JUST LEAVE A COMMENT HERE.


Noted the caps? I'm kinda upset because Fabi said that Thomas has a gf. Asked Thomas, turns out that he HASN'T.
And what does that tell us? NEVER TRUST ANYONE UNLESS YOU'VE ASKED THE PERSON THAT YOU WERE TALKING ABOUT. FUCKING SHIT.

When the time comes show me what you see~!

Even seeing a picture of him makes me happy. Good sign? Yep, I would guess. Love is such a wonderful, cookie-like, rainbowcolored, awful, superhurting, sweet, delicious and STRANGE thing. If I could kiss him right now, I would.


And I'm still listening to the genRockets. This band caught my heart, and I listened to Heavenly Star for 68 times. Ok, if we count all the times on yTube and on my iPhone then we would get something about 100, I guess, but 68 is still much, right?

Now, I don't know what to say anymore, so I'll stop now. Bye.

Genki Rockets makes Su wanna fly so high~!

He kinda knows PW..I had to tell him what it's about (and he should feel honoured with that, I hate telling people what that game is about.).
AND SCHOOL IS ABOUT TO START AGAIN:

Happy points because:
• Su sees him again.
• She LOVE LOVE LOVES HIM.
• Her friends are also there.

Mad, sad, whatever points:
• Getting up damn early.
• No more time to drink a pot of tea everyday.
• No more staying up until midnight..

You see, this is getting nowhere. So I'll just see how it goes and then decide whether I'm happy or not.


More random ranting:
It seems like zero to no people are reading this blog. Kenny-sensei is definetely the only one that follows my post (but just after I told him that there are new ones) AND CR COMPLETELY IGNORES ME. DON'T IGNORE MEEEEEEEEEEE!!


And more random wovey-dovey-talking:
He is awesome.
I 'How are you?'
He 'Fine. Hope you're alright too!'
AWWWWW!! YATTAAAA!!
He looks good, is nice, and the complete bestest guy I've ever met.
And he likes playing DS Games.
And he is SO CUTE.
HIS HAIR IS CUTE. HE LOOKS DAMN HOT IN A SUIT (And I've seen that before, believe me.)
Even the conversation about broad pants and manhoods with DJ fits. The one with the shorts and the shoe size~
(THERE YOU HAVE THE LOVE-FILLED POST, ASSHOLES!)

EDIT: Of course, Leontendo, you read it too, BUT YOU DON'T ALWAYS COMMENT D:

Things to do before I get 14!

I have one year. 341 days, to be exact. 'For what?', you'll ask now. TO DO WHAT 'THE LIST' WANTS. *very magic music starts* This magic list contains points, these points will get expanded during this year aaand of course also get done.
I'll post this list now, and then just in a side-gadget:

• Watch gay pr0n and shout 'GAY!'
• Watch Mamma Mia! at least ten times.
• Kiss Thomas. (SO DEFINETELY.)
• Lose 5 kg weight. (Not so urgent.)
• Reach the 2000-posts mark on CR.

That's it so far, because my mind is full of shit, but not good enough shit to post it here.


To my New Year's Eve:
Can't believe 2009 came that fast! I mean, it's almost one year that my dad died! I thought this time would never end, but it passed by faster than anyone expected. Did 2008 run away from me, or did I run away from 2008?
I remember, last year..I wished for another week of holidays, and BAFF, my dad was dead. That was when I started to play WoW (expensiiive), and now I wanna play it again..Just because this time comes again.


And last YATTA!-news:
Thomas writes AGAIN. And he even tells me longer stuff~! SU ISH HAPPY.