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hi guys, guess who found a tiny moment in the middle of endless piles of exams and essays? (and i don't have a bum chin, it's just the webcam guys, GUYS) Seriously, IT'S ENDLESS. Never-ending schoolwork pile. Every time I look at my timetable, I feel like piercing my head with a sharp spear. I would understand if teachers supported us, but they're doing the opposite thing!
How it should be:
'It's okay guys, take it easy, believe me, you'll get everything done, I won't give you that much homework this time!'
What are they actually doing:
'If you don't give your essays back on time, YOU BURN IN HELL. If you have one extra comma in your exam, YOU DIE. You opened your mouth to yawn, DETENTION.'

Calm your asses. I have to tolerate my classmates' complaining 6/7hrs a day. I've nerves of a Chuck Norris's and Terminator's lovechild. I hope that I won't explode into a ball of rage.

My physics teacher complemented me though. It's a fucking God's blessing and mission impossible combined. The thing is, that he hates to teach girls ---> he got 4 the most annoying girls + me in his class. I understand him tho, those girls are literally the noisiest and the most stupid creatures in the world. ''Open up a page 184'' ''LYK WAT PAGEE???!! WAT DID YOU SAAAY?? TELL MEEE!! WHY DO YOU HATE ME SO MUUUCCH??'', and then there's me, who always does homework and gets everything without repeating 9000 times. So that's that.

Also postcrossing and pen pals! Since it's summer holiday soon, and I'll have more time then, would anybody be interested in writing to me :D ? I'm one hilarious motherfucker. 
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It would be very nice, if you checked this video. It's not deep, it's just beautiful. Also Dan (da makurr of da video) is one polite, genuine and hilarious gentleman. Check him out, yo!




When I watch a movie or something from the telly, and the fight scene comes on, you know guts and blood everywhere, I won't stop watching or even feel disgusted.

 

Everytime my legs (which I always fall on somehow...) or other parts of my body get bruised, I'm actually quite proud :D Other girls like pretty makeup, and maybe dimples on someone else's cheeks, why I happen to like bruises, swollen bodyparts, scars, blood and incredibly large noses? I don't understand.

 

Maybe I like everything kind of imperfect and unusual. Like perfection to me is everything other way around? My hands are covered in paint when I'm painting, and I couldn't give a fuck if this paint on my hands wont come off. I like it messy.

 

Same thing with people. If you have everything in proportion, no bruises,  no scars and you look generally pretty..meh I don't know. There's nothing bizarre on your face. Nothing marvelous.

 

(for the classmates who have possibly found this (my LJ) - I'm weird indeed, and I like myself that way)

 

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Imagine that there was a boy in your school that looks like a mixture of these two:


Ashley Stymest


Aaron Johnson

And every time you would see him in a hallway, you would feel like this, all at once:













But on the outside you need to look like this, because you're tough motherfucker, who doesn't know love nor romance.



Then you feel extremely sad, and write love notes in crappy French into your diary, so nobody couldn't find out.
You just stare at him like a paralyzed owl. And one day he seemed to notice that, and you stare at each other for good 2 minutes from 20 yard distance. 

You're welcome.






I know, touchy topic. But at the same time I need to ask, why the fuck? Imagine if boys were like 'OH MY GOD, DON'T LOOK AT MY PENIS!! I'M SO ASHAMED THAT YOU KNOW ABOUT IT'S EXISTENCE!! IT IS THE END!'. Because it shouldn't be like this. 

Personally, I hate them. I'm not the kind of 'Oh they came once in a while, I wait for 4 days and they're gone, no big deal' -type of girl. I lie in a bed for at least a day, not able to move, drinking shitloads of hot tea, feeding myself with strongest prescription painkillers you could ever get. If they happen in the end of the week (or on weekends), or on holidays, I'm safe. Otherwise I need to take day of off school, and be half-dead at my home. 

Worst thing about them is, that I'm not able to do anything. I feel like invalid watching my laptop screen 12hrs straight, and not able to even raise without getting ovaries in my uterus. So I thought, I'd make survival tips to girls while red days, since I'm fucking hardcore survivor every month.





  • I watch horrible Disney/chick flick type of movies, you know those stupid ones where school's most handsome guy fall in love with 'a nerdy girl' at the end. Usually I would hate those ones. I'd throw up. But when I'm on my period I'm like 'WHY THIS ISN'T REALITYYYY?? WHY I DON'T HAVE AARON JOHNSON WHYYY?? *sob* this is so cuuuute aaaw' i'm fucking disgusting


  •  Make sure you're warm. Wear fuzzy socks, do this thing that Finn does above ^, put a hot water bottle on your lower stomach (even if this sounds weird to you, try it baby)





  •  Drink a lot of tea, hot fluids or fluids in general. Fluids make things come out faster.


  • just take day off, okay?


  •  Do inner thigh stretching, at least they help me y kno. This is little bit hard to do, 'cause it helps only while you're stretching, and if you can't do it anymore it starts to hurt again. So you have to be really long in that same positions, which may be frustrating. 

Those were all things that help me. Every snowflake is different just like yoouuu. Maybe some of those are new things to you, and they might help. You know, just sharing. Btw, take a painkiller when you're feeling like pain is just about to start. If you take it too late, you're basically gone. And for fuck's sake, take a fucking painkiller, don't make a ''hero'' out of yourself.
..which basically means, that I'm going to show what I got for Christmas.



Trésor Midnight Rose, Lancome

I'm very picky when it comes to perfumes, most of them smells like old woman to me, and I apparently don't like that :D
But this was very good! You need literally spray it on just ones, and it will smell forever. My pillow smells like it, my jacket smells like it, and every room I appeared in smelled like that. It has very unique scent to it as well, so I recommend it as much as I can.



Ripley's Believe it or not 2012

Every Christmas I've to get new edition of it. It's like tradition to me, now I've 2010, 2011 and 2012. Somehow I like them better than Guinness World Record -books. It's kind of..weirder can I say? And as you may know, I like odd stuff.



Lush's Wild Child gift, and Lush giftcard

I love Lush, simple as that. 


That's all I pretty much got. No wait, I also got bookcase, 'cause my old one was tearing apart. But that's that. I'm off.

It's 23'rd of December, my mum is at work for fuck's sake, it's not fair. Human can't work that much. I'll give you a snow update, there was snow 2 days back, but when I woke up today, there was none of it. I don't understand. Anyways, there's a quiz, because I feel like posting again. I'll take some pictures of my 'Christmassy' house soon, I promise.

How old would you be if you didn’t know how old you are?
- 18-22, 'cause you know, b00ze and shit, okay not really. I feel like I've been alive for ages.


Which is worse, failing or never trying?
- Never trying. Says the person who really knows what she's talking about. Maybe you might feel awkward and, well, like a failure, but at least you didn't sit in one place doing nothing. You can never know, what might happen.

If life is so short, why do we do so many things we don’t like and like so many things we don’t do?
- At first I read: 'Why we like so many people we don't do?' and I thought, dayum guurrl, but then I found my glasses..
But really, at the moment when we do those things, or don't do them, we don't think that our lives are short. The second thing is more about our abilities, 'I'd like to dance, but I'm as plastic as a tree trunk' 'I'd love to work in a flower shop, but the payment is so small.' For example, I'd love to play instruments, guitar, drums, but I've no sense of rhythm. If I don't concentrate 100%, I mess up. The same thing with dances. But I put myself to try things, to improve my sense of rhythm.

When it’s all said and done, will you have said more than you’ve done?
- I say always more than I do, and after that I feel extremely bad. 

What is the one thing you’d most like to change about the world?
- People's prejudices. I hate them.

If happiness was the national currency, what kind of work would make you rich?
- Listening to good music :D Mother of god, I'd be a millionaire. 

If the average human life span was 40 years, how would you live your life differently?
- I'd tell everyone that I love them. I'd try to find my loved one. I'd go to the concerts, meet people I want to. I wouldn't waste my time sitting here.

Are you more worried about doing things right, or doing the right things?
- The first thing. The right things aren't necessarily ''the right''.

You’re having lunch with three people you respect and admire.  They all start criticizing a close friend of yours, not knowing she is your friend.  The criticism is distasteful and unjustified.  What do you do?
- I correct them. I say how I feel about my close friend. Maybe they'll stop, and change their opinions a bit. I'm that kind of person who can't fake anything, my opinions nor my emotions. 

If you could offer a newborn child only one piece of advice, what would it be?
- If you don't respect and fight for yourself, nobody will.

Would you break the law to save a loved one?
- Yes I would. 

Have you ever seen insanity where you later saw creativity?
- Yes, sometimes you need time to understand things, music, art. 

What’s something you know you do differently than most people?
- I'm leftie, so I write with my left hand. I give myself insulin injections every time I eat, and every morning and before I go to sleep. You rarely see me outside when it's sunny and many people around. I always go for a walk when it's 8 or 9PM and pitch black outside. And ofc no people. 

How come the things that make you happy don’t make everyone happy?
- They aren't that important to them. Someone is super happy when you smile to them, or help them with something, someone is happy when they get booze or drugs. I know how to make myself happy, and I don't need alcohol nor the drugs. I'm not claiming to be perfect Jesus girl here, but you know, everyone is different.

What one thing have you not done that you really want to do?  What’s holding you back?
- Talked to someone I'm interested in? Yes, that's that. Because I'm checking him out :D (shallow teenage girl 2k11) and by that I mean I'm not sure is he asshole or not. And I also don't know what to say. 
Are you holding onto something you need to let go of?
- Nope.

If you had to move to a state or country besides the one you currently live in, where would you move and why?
- I'd move to Germany. I've been in Germany, and I instantly fell in love with that country. It's amazing. 

Do you push the elevator button more than once?  Do you really believe it makes the elevator faster?
- I push the 'close the doors' -button as much as I can if I see people wanting to get in the same elevator as me. If I success in my mischief, I laugh :D

Would you rather be a worried genius or a joyful simpleton?

I hope that answers your question.

Why are you, you?
- I am me, because I love myself like nobody could. I fight for myself, I live with myself.

Have you been the kind of friend you want as a friend?
- Nahh, I don't know. I'm the biggest loner ever, and I hate big crowds, and crowded places. And that doesn't mean, that I hate the person, or don't want to see them. I can just waste my time with myself.

Which is worse, when a good friend moves away, or losing touch with a good friend who lives right near you?
- The second one. It's like seeing person fading away, even tho you see him every day. You try to find the solution, but you can't.

What are you most grateful for?
- I'm grateful for myself, for my parents, and for some musicians. My parents have raised well, they let me decide what I think about other people/things, and they didn't feed me with their opinions.

























































[info]Leopold

 


I hate being in computer class, we have even PERMISSION to be in Facebook, Tumblr and such, but fuck. I don't want those high class assholes to look at my tumblr, so I'm casually on my phone, writing   a post for you c:

 

Because of extreme boreness, I'll post some random pics from my phone

 

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Million liters of tea, fuzzy socks, burana C, any kind of soup, and also, don't sit around. Try to do at least something. 

What is your cure for the common cold?

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