Life.

I’m starting to understand what I really want from life.

Sweet

Just had my first moment where I said I was a designer. Feels freakin sweet.

Yes. That is (and has been) my aspiration in life. Hate it or love it. I don’t care.

Short Rant

It’s so irritating when you ask someone to do a favor for you that they themselves have asked you to do… and they don’t do it.

Freak you then.

Follow Your Own Advice

Lesson learned, follow your own advice.

Nobody knows a situation better than you.

Disturbed By Weirdo’s

I hate when people interrupt me in the middle of Dramione buisness, I may have just finished the next chapter to my fic but I want to add some fluff and also I’m trying to find a good Dramione fic to read and can’t really find what I’m looking for and it’s freakin disturbing when you’re minding your own buisness in your own world and you get a call from some random weirdo that says barely nothing but creeps you out none the less.

I hate being disturbed by weirdo’s!

Especially cuz you just continue to be freaked out after everything happened. See, if it’s a chic weirdo, you’re like weird but move on but when it’s a guy it’s kind of like okay, creepy.

AHHHHH… much.

So me and my friends have planned to see Harry Potter in honor of one of my friends birthday. Ladies and gentlemen, we have changed the schedule not once, not twice, FOUR TIMES!!!

First, Saturday, nope one of my friends can’t make it for a darn good reason. So we plan Friday at 11. Nope can’t (you saw that coming didn’t you) another friend can’t make it, who already saw the damn movie! Is it me or is it just common sense that when someone asks you to see a movie weeks in advance, you don’t go see it! In turn we change it to 1:45. Nope, not good enough so now it’s down to 3!

Who’s the one calling everybody up fifty times to tell them this news. ME! Alright, I understand, the planner can’t call these people so I’ll gladly do the favor but damn!

… I bet everyone’s expecting me to call them again, I mean, I’ve already done it twice… someone maybe like four but geez, not my fault.

Dear You || Letter 3

Dear You Know Who You Are,

As I said, we still found a way to fight. It would have been fine if you hadn’t open your fat ass mouth. I don’t like it when people know my biz and added to that you poking fun my charecter (personality) really was the last fucking straw. Wether you were playing or not, I don’t give a damn. I can’t go back and forth and I’ve had enough of you and your shit. Tomorrow, I’m going to tell you that this friendship is over. It’s like two years ago all over again, fuck, I thought that was over with. I can’t stand you anymore and though it’s a loss after everything we’ve been through, it’s for the best. I’ve given you too many chances and if I keep going imma be messed up in the head. I’m doing myself a favor. Finally, I’ve quit being stupid.

Dear You || Letter 2

Dear You Know Who You Are,

Okay, alright, what you did yesterday was sweet, I’ll admit it. You appear to be genuinely sorry and truly sorry that you pissed me off. Can’t say I’m too happy about your plan to make it all work. You watch, if we don’t use words and instead speak, watch us say like two words to each other, oh yeah, I see it happening. Which I guess if we don’t talk we can’t fight… I can still see that happening. We’re weird like that, that’s how I see it. I don’t care that you say I’m the only weird one between the two of us, I’m taking you down with me

Dear You

Dear You Know Who You Are,

Fuck you! Yup, that was necessary. I don’t know why we keep on trying to be friends when obviously you suck! I mean, I’m better off and I truly believe that. This happens every single damn time and you know it’s true. We fix whatever problem we have by talking about nothing, we’re good for a while and then we fight and we’re both too stubborn to be the first one to speak so instead of apologizing we end up talking again by saying something out of the blue. And it drains me, I don’t know why I have you as a friend but thing is when we’re good, we’re really good. What I’m trying to say is when we’re not fighting and we’re friends we’re like, idk “inseperable”, okay, that’s not the right word but if you’ve paid attention you’ll know what I mean, we get all “bestie” and what not but then we fight and we take little things out of proportion and every time I wonder if it’s even worth it. I can’t go back and forth for the rest of my life (as if we’re really going to be friends for that long, I mean, think about it really) and I more than once think of giving you the ultimatum. We’re either friends or not but things don’t work out that way. You can be such an asshole! And the thing that bugs me the most is that you don’t even care! Sometimes, I’m the one who really doesn’t care. And you know what, I’m really starting to not give a damn.

I’m going to leave things the way they are and if you want to talk, you know where I’ll be but I’m really not going to try.

I just thought I’d share that…

I got put in the smart group! Haaaaaaaaaa! Yeah, I got in the smart group, I’m still a little blazè about it. I was also able to score a locker… SCORE! Lol, yea, too many people, so many few lockers so I’m happy I was able to get one (I gotta thank one of my friends and her sis for lending me their extra lock, lol).

Oh and I just want to add that it’s not really called the “smart group” or anything (in other words, the teachers won’t say it is) but its been known since last year that all the really smart people get put in the group I’m in so yeah, lucky me! Butttt, the thing is last year they worked them hard and the ones that needed the extra help were given art, wtf? Shouldn’t the hard working people get a reward, a break perhaps?? 

YELL!

Yelling is tiring.

Yelling relieves anger. 

Yelling is an art form.°

Yelling is freakin awesome!

Lol, well, not at this moment seeing as my throat is becoming sore ‘n more sore the more I talk, yell, sing, make someone laugh, laugh, try to make a point, make a noise, possibly cough and just darn right think about it! Yelling is… yelling is… yelling is AHHHHHHHHH

─ 

° Yeah, yelling isn’t that much of an art form, just sounded good

Snowball In My Head*

Why is it that the world, more to say my friends, can’t seem to land their problems on my lap fast enough?? *Sigh* I’m the girl you go to for help or advice and it seems likes everyone’s got something they have to talk about and get help and advice for, as if I didn’t have problems of my own!

I love my friends to the end, don’t get me wrong, but one out of the many many times I have a problem with it. It’s for a good reason don’t you doubt! I hate it when a friend impels another friend in their happiness when obviously you can tell by the other friend’s face something’s wrong and that their not in the mood. Get my drift?? P.S. That little scenario has nothing to do with me. Get my drift even more now?

Anyways, everything’s just snowballing (even though the tempature is super hot) into one big mess in my head with snowballs of other people’s problems being thrown into the mix, *sigh*, I guess it’ll melt.

Rambling #3

Allergies suck. Just thought I’d mention that. Does it suck more when you don’t know just what exactly it is that your allergic to? It do, it do *nods* (lol) Um… anyways… ummm… yeah, just felt like posting something cuz this blog seems awfully lonely.

Etzweiler

From My LiveJournal:

I came across something interesting yesterday, there’s a place called Etzweiler and it’s a small village in Germany that has been abandoned and is being demolished for mining brown coal. It’s been called "Ghost Town Germany" but I’m pretty sure it’s not because of any ghosts but because due to mining, the place has been pretty much abandoned by people.
Here are the websites I found that had a lot of pictures of Etzweiler, it’s pretty interesting (and a bit creepy too), have a look for yourself:
http://www.xs4all.nl/~kazil/etzweiler.html
http://diggelfjoer.swalker.nl/index.php?main=aband⊂=abandetz

The information I found was from a while ago so now the place may be a bit different. I do know that Etzweiler is being rebuilt.
I wanted to leave on a happy note and show you a picture of the "Neu-Etzweiler":
 

Brainstorming

Ooo, three months since my last post. Trust me, I planned on posting much much much sooner. A lot of things have happened so far this year and it’s not even the end of the first month! Ugh… Well I think I should tell you all what I’m up to…

Brainstorming. A lot. For many different things. I’m already starting to write the beginning of what I hope to be my next story seeing as I have a feeling my other story will soon come to an end And I’m working on a picture book with one of my friends for art class. So for now my fan fic Breathe Me is on a bit of a break but I promise I will update and complete it.

Rambling #2

Currently I'm trying to learn German (by myself) and I've been listening to their music. TOKIO HOTEL RULES!!! Andddddd, so does Cinema Bizarre!!! I just heard Cinema Bizarre's music yesterday and I love it! Get Off and Lovesongs (They Kill Me) are my two current favorites songs from them. Tokio Hotel I've heard of since Summer and I think they're absolutely awesome! There are too many songs I love from them to name <3

I don't know what it is but I love foreign music. There is so much more to a song than lyrics and if it's got a good beat, you've got me.

Liebe (Love), Kira 

Blog Ramblings!

I seriously don't know what to do with this blog. Let me just clear up something, this is my blog, my LiveJournal is my "journal". The difference lies in the entries. This is supposed to be a more kind of, personal blog?? You see, I can't write here until I figure out what the heck that means!! Lol, jk. Seriously though, I don't wanna get too personal and I don't go around shouting about my life to strangers. Don't get me wrong, I have nothing against blogs but yeah, don't wanna get too personal. So, for now, I'll see how this ends up.

Laterz! 

Green Angel

I'm currently reading Green Angel by Alice Hoffman and I'm up to page 68 and so far this book is really good. Here's the summary:

When her family is lost in a terrible disaster, 15-yr-old Green is haunted by loss and by the past. Struggling to survive physically and emotionally in a place where nothing seems to grow and ashes are everywhere, Green retreats into the ruined realm of her garden. But in destroying her feelings, she also begins to destroy herself, erasing the girl she'd once been as she inks ravens into her skin. It is only through a series of mysterious encounters — with a ghostly white dog and a mute boy — that Green relearns the lessons of love and begins to heal as she tells her own story.

The cover is beautiful and her transformation is shocking! The cover has the before and after of how she looks like and I was showing it to all of my friends and they couldn't believe it was the same person!