tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41920546760802964972024-03-13T05:02:42.990+01:00A fashionista militant"In order to be irreplaceable one must always be different.” - Coco Chaneldafohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17233813322582324092noreply@blogger.comBlogger98125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192054676080296497.post-14869252435836032682013-09-23T15:56:00.002+02:002013-09-23T15:56:54.335+02:00Crashed dreams about college<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="color: #4c1130;">So here I am as I said this morning. I'm finally home after this exhausting and surplus day and before I tell you about my day I'm gonna tell you my story about how I got here to look for a job.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #4c1130;">As you might know I wanted to go to university soooo badly...it was a huge dream for me, and I picked my school which was the András Pető Institute for Conductive Education and Conductor Trainig College. Everything went great until I found out that for getting accepted I need to take an aptitude test, which consists a speaking exam, a physical education kind of test and a singing exam....Talking about mine any my family's singing talent...actually there's nothing to talk about. We have absolutely NO, not even a teeny tiny talent. I am such an impossible case that I didn't even dare to sing in like a music lesson in my school when my whole class was singing. So I was quite afraid last year around that time, that I'm gonna fail that singing thing....And I had every right to be afraid...:) I needed to take all my courage to walk up to my school's music teacher to ask her to give me some personal classes. Of course I wanted to die that I had to use my window disruptive voice for singing...alone...in front of a music teacher....those classes were the most embarassing hours of my entire life...The worst was that she actually lied to me that I am great, so I just kept singing and singing to exercise for the big exam. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #4c1130;">In this year's January the school held a forth-aptitude test, so you could see if you are avaible or not, see if you exercised enough...so I collected the last pieces of my self-confidence and made my way to the school. The PE was not a big deal, I made it , at the speaking part they told me that I'm lisping...like ME! I was freaked out. No one ever in my entire life tol me that I'm lisping...but who cares I eventually made the speaking part too. But the singing...if I could choose to die in total pain and suffer days until I find total peace or stand out singing in front of 3 people....I guess everyone knows what I would choose....So of course they told me that I need some more practice with a teacher and in total humiliation and wailing I went home. My big luck was that the real aptitude test was in April, so I had 3 months to accomplish my singing knowledge. I was working as hard as my terrible voice let me, and by the end of the rehearsals I did believe that I made some improvements...I knew that I can make my voice go higher than I did before, and I know that my accaptance to the college is depended on my singing talent. So In April I was really devastated to hear I'm not good enough, and by this sentence I waved to my college dreams...I was so determined that I'll try it a year later....but now I just don't think that voice is made for that school. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #4c1130;">So I figured out that I want to learn psychology next year, but during that year I need to do something apart from sitting at home and waiting for next year while all my friends are at school. Thereby I started to look for a job in the end of August and since then I haven't found anything. I sent my application to a zillion email addresses and went to a million interwievs but I always got that I'm so young with no working experiences...And I just don't understand what people think...I have just graduated from high school this summer...I only had student jobs...and they can see it in my CV....so why the hell they call me to go to an interwiev to tell me I'm not good enough. I'm so fed up with this whole thing, and that same exact thing happened to me today too. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #4c1130;">So I'm just in a desperate search for a job right now...Cross fingers for me :) </span></div>
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<span style="color: #4c1130;">XOXO, </span></div>
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<span style="color: #4c1130;">LD</span></div>
dafohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17233813322582324092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192054676080296497.post-28793533312849170912013-09-23T07:49:00.002+02:002013-09-23T07:53:52.862+02:00Slowly but surely.....100th post!!!! <div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="color: #990000;">Hi everyone! </span></div>
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<span style="color: #990000;">To be truly honest, I have really gone for the last....2 years....I had so many changes in my life, and I decided that writing a blog is not so neccessary while I had may more opportunities to spend my blog time for such "better" things....It was a mistake. Yesterday evenig I was scrolling through my blog and I really REALLY loved the way I used to write down every single moment in my life, and don't misunderstand me, I'm a not freak or anything , I just read things that I didn't even remember that happened to me. My posts were so detailed that I was amused....I really do miss that, so I have decided that I'm starting it again, trying to keep up and do blogging at least every other day, because the real reason I have started blogging was that I wanted to preserve my memories, the things that I might forget, the little odds and ends that made me happy or sad....and it DID work...:) I'm so amused how young I was and how many mistakes I made using my english...I mean I'm not professional either at the moment, but I found such base things that I wrote down incorrectly. By the way that was my second inspiration why I did blogging...I wanted to acomplish my english knowledge, and actually it worked. OK, I didn't became an interpreter but I did my English language exam, and I graduated in English in 99 percent. But slowly I just dind't really care about it anymore....and now...after 2 years I recognized that I have forgotten so much since then, that I don't remember words like "recognize" and "inspiration"...which is a SHAME. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #990000;">So back to the theme, <span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">I wanted to celebrate my recurrence in my 100th blog post, and I am going to make an update today on what's going on with me, but now I have to go, actually I need to get ready for a job interwiev....I'll tell you about it later. </span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #990000; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">XOXO, </span></div>
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dafohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17233813322582324092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192054676080296497.post-54495099913245121702011-08-03T11:31:00.001+02:002011-08-03T11:32:59.702+02:00Changes of a perfect world<div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I nearly don't even remember how I did and wrote these posts before....I have gone for almost a year but you need to understand that I have gone through some serious changes in my life. Some things that had been and still effecting my everydays.....When the school started in September everything was alright, everything happened normally in my own little, glittery, perfect world where I had the best friends in the whole world, I had my sister who I adore the most, on my side every day, and my family was happy. This leading lifestyle went really well I was only worried about my upcoming exams in may and june but I knew that I was ready for them too. However the things turned into my worst nightmare in March. As You know my dad was seriously ill ( <a href="http://lushdawn03.blogspot.com/2009/12/why-life-is-so-unfair.html">Why the life is so unfair? </a>) and by March he felt even worse day by day....he couldn't sleep at night, and sometimes me and my sister talked with him through the night, he couldn't eat, he was really sick. On the 30th of March he got into hospital, and we immediately run to see him, to talk to him, to let him know that we are with him no matter what.......but he couldn't recognised us anymore....it didn't matter that we were talking to him, that I was holding his hands, that I was whispering to his ears that how much I love him, he didn't know anything about this. And this hurts me the most. That was the last time I saw him. In the next morning the hospital called my mother that he died in a heart failure. We were really devastated. This was my worst morning ever. The following days I skipped a few days at school and for my surprise I felt nothing...I think I didn't really accepted the fact and there were still a bit of hope deep inside of me that this never happened and it was a stupid mistake. But I slowly started to recover and accept the new situation. A really really kind person, who stands really close to my heart told me that he doesn't want to loose the sound of my abandoned laughter (Cause that's the way I can laugh) so I strarted to smile again, show the people that I'm fine, and I started to make my mother's life easier. Right now I still have some stray tears falling from my eyes as I write down the whole story, but it's really rare for me to let even just one person see me cry. I wish that he could still haer and see me.....he would know that I'm missing him really bad, that I have done my exams the best in the entire school I think, and that I've got a boyfriend, whom I always wanted, but he never met him, and that me and my best friend Merci's friendship is about to fall into pieces....</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I'm not complaining....I have the best mother in the world, she gives me everything,I have and amazing guy by my side, and I have the best sisters too, but I rarely see them. My most adored sister just moved out a few months ago and it's really hard for me...I'm used to see her, talk to her, laugh with her every evening, and I'm missing her so much.....Sometimes I visit her and she's soooo happy living with his boyfriend, so I'm glad. Sadly I can't talk about these things with Merci....we really went to the wrong path, and both know that we should talk this whole thing over but none of us have the strenght or courage to initiate. But I'll tell you about this a litte bit more in another post later. Have a nice day! ;)</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">XOXO, LD</span></div>dafohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17233813322582324092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192054676080296497.post-81572404457583863642010-11-04T09:13:00.003+01:002010-11-04T09:41:28.446+01:00You say Child I say Adult<div style="color: #a64d79; text-align: justify;">OK, I know that I've been gone, and seriously, noone would be devastated if I won't post any more journals of my life, but I MADE this blog to write down all my little memories, which I'll forget in days, and whenver I read back my blog I find out how I forget pretty much about everything, and that's what was my point when I decided to write a blog. </div><div style="color: #a64d79; text-align: justify;">In summer I was way too lazy to even think about sitting down and write something, not to mention that my summer wasn't that eventful, so I nearly had nothing to write about.....And as school started I have NO free time, because there is sooo much work to do. I have to get my english language exam which will be in May, and I always find out that I know NOTHING! I'm scared to death, but I just want to prove that I can do it, that I am not a child anymore, in spite of everybody treats me like one. I know that I am the youngest in the family, I am the little girl, but I'll be 17 next year, and I think I'm pretty matured to my age. I want them to trust me more, and to consider my ideas, and opinions, not just reject it all the time, saying "What does this girl know? She's just a baby.". I'm so fed up with people taking care of me so much, because I can solve my problems, I can live on my own, but they don't let me. I want to believe, that passing my exams will be a great chance to show them that I don't need so much guidance. This is something that I did on my own since I can remember. I learnt English since I was a little girl, and they couldn't help me because they didn't learn english, just russian, and german. So right now nothing is more important than studying.</div><div style="color: #a64d79; text-align: justify;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2nxXFIhJR6Y/TNJxYkT5gGI/AAAAAAAAADE/gWAbpi4lwAY/s1600/P8080570.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2nxXFIhJR6Y/TNJxYkT5gGI/AAAAAAAAADE/gWAbpi4lwAY/s400/P8080570.JPG" width="300" /></a>I also want to make sure that I'll be able to study in a good university, when I graduate, and I have to learn and learn and just learn to reach this too. I have my own dreams, but I have no idea how to make them come true yet. </div><div style="color: #a64d79; text-align: justify;">So the whole point of this post is that I try to keep up and do the posts because I love to remeber. For now, I'm going to get ready to go out and watch Paranormal Activity 2 during my Oh-so-wanted autumn break. :)</div><div style="color: #a64d79; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #a64d79;">XOXO, LD</span><br />
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<span style="color: #a64d79;">PS.: I know that I told you that I'm looking for the pefect dress to that wedding. Well it turned out that we found the perfect ones, but on the day of the wedding I got sick! :/ I had to be there feeling like a big amount of crap. But everyone adored the dresses. :) ;) Of course I had the pink dress. :) </span></div>dafohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17233813322582324092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192054676080296497.post-10318549849376611052010-08-06T15:26:00.000+02:002010-08-06T15:26:32.100+02:00Amusement park experiences<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://kepfeltoltes.hu/100806/P8050535_www.kepfeltoltes.hu_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://kepfeltoltes.hu/100806/P8050535_www.kepfeltoltes.hu_.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="color: #351c75; text-align: justify;">I have to say that I feel extremely tired today. In fact I went to sleep today which means that I got home super late this night, cause you might know from my latest post that me, my sister and some other friends went to the amusement park for the nightime. YES! It started last year at my place, and they decided to continue it this year too, because of the high popularity. We went there at around 7pm and I think that I was so over the moon and I acted like a little girl again who weared her mother's high heel for the first time. I was way too cheerful. We started off with some funny things like Mirror World where I was smart enough to go into one or two mirrors while I was trying to find the way out. My friends were laughing so hard at me cause they taught it was funny....:) Then we just tried out the roller coaster which was scary for me just because as we were rolling down it lookes like each time that I'm gonna hit the boards with my head cause there were some above us. So everytime I was screaming and I closed my eyes so tightly and then I realised that I didn't hit it. :)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://kepfeltoltes.hu/100806/P8050552_www.kepfeltoltes.hu_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://kepfeltoltes.hu/100806/P8050552_www.kepfeltoltes.hu_.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="color: #351c75; text-align: justify;"> And from then the rough things started....just like Top Scan which is this: <a href="http://www.coasterforce.com/coasterphotos/beast2.jpg">http://www.coasterforce.com/coasterphotos/beast2.jpg </a>And thank god I haven't tried it out. My sister and a friend were brave enough, and when it started I barely could whatch it. It was spinning, and moving crazily in every way, and when they got off the ride, my sister was like, no way I'm gonna sit in this again in my entire life, which was weird from her, so I had a little suspicion how was it like. Then we went to the Drop Tower which was really amusing. It went up sooooooo high and then it just dropped us. That felt was sooooo bad. It was like when I dream that I am diving, but it didn't end. It brought us up to 12 floor height, and I have to say that the sight was amazing. Then we just tried out Ikarus which wasn't a big deal, but it was high too. We tried out some other things too, but these were the most important ones which I wanted to mention. And there's one more too....My absolute favourite one was Breakdance. I LOVE it. We were on it like 3 or 4 times and the first time I didn't want to open my eyes, but then doing the last ones I was moving with the dance. It was fun. But which was not fun at all, that after the last breakdance ride I felt like I'm gonna throw up. Gosh! It was sooo bad. I didn't even eat after like 3pm to make sure that nothing's gonna happen. But I was starving when I left home so maybe that was the reason, so I just relaxed, drank a little water, and I felt fine. We left the park a bit before midnight and we decided to go and eat at McDonald's, to make my starving stomach feel right. I was okay for a few minutes after we ate, but when we were leaving to go home, the throw up feeling came back. Gosh it was soooooooo bad. When I got home I didn't even showered. I washed my face and my teeth and went straightly to my bed, and I immediately fall assleep. But for my luck, at 8 am a thunderstorm just woke me up. So now I am suffering from the tiredness and from the hurt which left in my arms, and in my left from the yesterday's fun. But it worth it I think. </div><div style="color: #351c75; text-align: justify;">And also. I wanted it to tell lastly. I drived for the first time yesterday. I mean it was just a Gokart but it felt sooooo amazing. I want to drive so badlyyyyyyy! I mean I was the slowest, but I didn't care about it. It was just sooooo much fun. </div><div style="color: #351c75; text-align: justify;">Now I'm going cause I have to do some other things too, but I'll post some pictures for you guys!</div><div style="color: #351c75; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #351c75;">XOXO, LD</span></div>dafohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17233813322582324092noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192054676080296497.post-57305884207822365882010-08-04T12:56:00.003+02:002010-08-04T14:45:04.695+02:00The skipped two months in one post<div style="color: #741b47; text-align: justify;">It's unbelievable, but it had happened! I have skipped two months straight! I haven't even posted a word or something like "Hey I'm still alive, and didn't lost in the ocean" in turn I haven't even been to any beaches lately. I think I can't really give you any kind of explanation, and I won't plade any excuses for that, I'm just gonna tell you the big secret of my two-month-long silence. I WAS SOOOOO LAZY! I just could't make myslef to write a simple thing there. It's weird for me cause I really love writing my blog, this place gives me peace where I can share my most secretive thoughts that I would rather think twice who I share them with. So now looking back I think I was such an idiot not writing what happened with me in the middle of my summer just to have my memories which I have alredy forgot I think, but to be honest there's nothing much going on with me lately. I'm mostly at home since I got home from a vacation last Wednesday. There were only friends and me at a river, and we spent six days together, and thanks for our luck, from six days it was raining through five days. So we couldn't really go to any beaches, or we couldn't just hanging around and tanning. We mostly sat in the house doing silly things, like pillowfighting and even the guys actually. It was way too funny, I even escaped from a locked room through an open window, straightly down to the muddy ground in my pink, fuzzy socks. And on our last day we decided to go to a local bowling center, where we evoked all the old memories we had together, and added an another special afternoon to that list. Of course in the last days I was extremely homesick, which now I really regret, cause I should had really enjoy the time which had left for us, but all I could think of is my own bed, my lovely sisters, my mom, and all the things I missed through a week. It was so relaxing arriving to my home, and be a bit away from my mostly adored friends. But I'm pretty in one thing - I will never ever forget these six days down there. </div><div style="color: #741b47; text-align: justify;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2nxXFIhJR6Y/TFlHtb_ph7I/AAAAAAAAAC0/kD3K1YrEhOs/s1600/P7310518.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2nxXFIhJR6Y/TFlHtb_ph7I/AAAAAAAAAC0/kD3K1YrEhOs/s320/P7310518.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>Since then I went shopping with my sisters like two times, and we did a little sister day too, actually I took them to play bowling, cause they never really played it, and I thought that it would be fun. Aaaaaaaand I was right. We had a really great time, and after the game we just went shopping in the mall, and bought some things, while we tried on a lot of crazy outfits. We went home at around 9pm and we ordered pizza, and stuffs like that. Our parents weren't at home so we allowed a little a fun to ourselves, cause in fact we never really have that much time for each other. We are always running around, going everywhere, but now in this month we have some extra special time to spent together, so we even settled that we are going to the local fun-fair tomorrow evening. And I am excited cause WE HAVE NEVER BEEN to the fun-fair together. That's crazy. I mean we are actually now, I allow myself to say, grown-ups and we haven't been to there together. </div><div style="color: #741b47; text-align: justify;">But yeah lately I am at home, cause my friends are all over the country. They are not at home, so we can't make any programs together, or just hang out somewhere. But I am not sad. I'm relaxing, and just thinking, and thinking cause we have an upcoming event in a few weeks. We have to attend to my cousin's wedding, and me and me oldest sister have to find the perfect dress, the shoes, the bag, the accesories, so everything. I think I have 3 weeks to do all these.</div><div style="color: #741b47; text-align: justify;">But I'm looking forward to some more fun too! Me and my parents and hopefully one of sisters or my friends will go to Lake Balaton which is a beautiful place in Hungary, and we are planning to stay there a week. There is a pretty cool beach, and a huge market too, where we can get a lot of crazy things. and probably we'll go to beaches for one days like a trip too, but which I'm the most excited about is the one week long vacation. Yaaaaaaaay! </div><div style="color: #741b47; text-align: justify;">So stay tuned cause I'm back, and I'll keep doing blogging like I did before! Have a nice day!</div><div style="color: #741b47; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #741b47;">XOXO, LD</span><br />
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<span style="color: #741b47;">Oh and please tell me what you think of this eye look! I made if just for fun, but I wanna hear your opinions. <a href="http://twitpic.com/22fy7u"> http://twitpic.com/22fy7u</a></span></div>dafohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17233813322582324092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192054676080296497.post-80134829902469572372010-05-29T23:06:00.000+02:002010-05-29T23:06:03.943+02:00Driving licence, vacation, Miley....<div style="color: #351c75; text-align: justify;">It's kinda surprising for me to do a blog post at this time, which is for me means NIGHT, but I thought that this is a Saturday evening, and why would I go to sleep at 10pm already, and what time is better to do a blog post than a saturday night, cuddlep up in my bed, showered. Well, that's why I'm here. Today I went to my local grocery store and I bought some stuffs for my upcoming vacation with my class, starts at Thursday, next week. I just bought some random things, but I found out something which makes me wanna scream in my happiness.</div><div style="color: #351c75; text-align: justify;">My daddy told me on the way going home, that if I do have a licence I can drive no matter how old I am. I have to get some papers from my doctor that I normal, and stuffs, but it makes me so happy, cause I thought that I will be travelling with the buses and trams for the rest of my life, but now I have the hope's tiny light. This september I want to do all the paper thigs for my licence and I hope that around next year I'll be able to sit in a car. And drive!!! Yaaay! I can't wait. Cause you know in Europe you're not allowed to drive until you're not 18, but you can get your licence when you turn 16. I just thought taht it makes no sense if I do my licence but I can't sit into a car, or anything, and I just forget it anyways. But that makes me so happy. Thank you dad for letting me know. I don't know why he didn't mentioned this to me earlier, but I don't even care about this now.</div><div style="color: #351c75; text-align: justify;">Right now I am watcing a live streaming from portugal and waiting for Miley Cyrus to perform. I just got the link for it. So I think I'm going now, this blog post is already pointless, so Good night!</div><div style="color: #351c75; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #351c75;">XOXO, LD </span></div>dafohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17233813322582324092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192054676080296497.post-79288623722419853722010-05-26T16:47:00.002+02:002010-05-26T16:49:46.971+02:00A rarely used ability<div style="color: #351c75; text-align: justify;">OMG! I am so sorry that I've been gone for a whole week, but the last few days were really crazy for me. And of course I was really lazy, doing some blog posts, but most of the time I was doing errands, went shopping, met with friends, tried my bicycle after 6 years, visited my once-upon-home, went on a trip to the palace of magics, and etc. </div><div style="color: #351c75; text-align: justify;">We had a long weekend, because of the feast we have here, and I don't know where else, but we did not have school, and work and such things like that on monday, so I was able to relax a bit. I had to sleep after all what happened to me the weekend. On friday I tried biking after 6 years, and I have to say it did not went good. I mean I can ride my bicycle but my dad was waiting for me, he wanted to go around the town, I just went outside to try for a minute, and I couldn't go in a straight line. He was absolute out of himself. I had to listen to him while he was literally humbling me, cause I wasn't able to do a circle or whatever he wanted me to do. It ended up crying in my room, and being mad at him for days. But the next day was just even more interesting, cause we were able to biking around the school and everywhere with some of my classmates, and I was so happy, that we are doing this on a beautiful, sunny day, and I realised that my father had gone from home. And of course he took the key for the garage, where my bike was. So I did not go cycling, thanks dad! I was still mad at him because of the friday, and on saturday I thought I am going to explode. I was soooooo mad, that I haven't been like this a while ago. </div><div style="color: #351c75; text-align: justify;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2nxXFIhJR6Y/S_00ZsmUNnI/AAAAAAAAACk/cNKxgYsBecc/s1600/P5250218.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2nxXFIhJR6Y/S_00ZsmUNnI/AAAAAAAAACk/cNKxgYsBecc/s400/P5250218.JPG" width="300" /></a>Finally I comforted myself with a little shopping in the mall, and I bought some goodies, including a pale pair of jeans, an oversized black shirt, and a pair of earrings. I went with my sisters, so it was even better, but I felt sorry for what happened afternoon. On saturday evening we did a little trip with my sister to the countryside, to get my her cycle home, but we didn't have the chance to go and try it out, cause I helped her wash her car, which took our afternoon. But on monday morning we went on a bicycle trip, and we biked for almost 3 hours, and we visited our elementary school, and the house where we grown up. When we arrived home, we were starving, and ordered pizza (yes, again :)) and when we couldn't move from the repletion, my sister started making pancakes. So, you can imagine how much I ate that day. And to be honest, I am just gaining, and gaining.....but it only shows on my stomach. :S </div><div style="color: #351c75; text-align: justify;">Last but least, my yesterday was good. I had only five classes and we went to the palace of magics, where we took some funny pictures, and had fun. And even today we had four classes, so I am really pleased. And what's going on here with me? The storms became an every day thingv here, so I am not really get frightened, when suddenly the sun hides, everything gets dark, and it starts thundering, and the wind starts to blow. Then it all gone after ten minutes and the air is so much better. I can't wait for the summer holiday, and I feel very pissed when I think about that some schools are over. Mine lasts for June 16th. My summer starts at June 17th. Pray for me! :)</div><div style="color: #351c75; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #351c75;">XOXO, LD</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #351c75;">PS.: picture is a rainbow from yesterday's strom!</span></div>dafohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17233813322582324092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192054676080296497.post-50741328098258172042010-05-19T19:42:00.000+02:002010-05-19T19:42:08.101+02:00Terrible weather, dentists, musicians<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #0b5394;">Right now I am cuddled up to my pillow in my warm bed, cause that was all I was waiting for all day long. I need warmth! I need some suneshine to get back some color in my face. I look like a pale, and dry one-week-old piece of something. I feel like I'm missing too much D vitamins, and get a little bit more hydration by the 2 weeks lasted raining. The weather here is like it was in February. It's cold, rainy and windy. People are walking around in heavy, winter jackets, scarves, and boots. In MAY! Come one! I am so sad, and depressed! I need to see somesunshine, and I want to wake up for the sun shining through my window in the morning, not for the frantic wind blowing the trees, and shaking my windows in the middle of the night. That's crazy! I hope this summer won't be like this at all. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #0b5394;">Today was also a freezing day and when I thought that it's over I had to go with Merci to the dentist, because she is very afraid of them, so I was kinda dangling her, by sitting with her in the waiting area, holding her hands, or just making her comfortbale in that stupid room where the walls has white tiles all over, and has that nauseous, but signature scent. As we entered the building it was all over in the air. And she was just even more nervous. She was that much nervous that she almost cried. I saw her eyes get watery. And don't get me wrong. It wasn't a simple checking, cause her tooth broke in half. She had to go and fix it, but the doctor, who is a comlite idiot, did not do it for her, cause I think she was way too lazy to move her ass. So she relived a bit, but she knows that he has to go somewhere else. </span><br style="color: #0b5394;" /><span style="color: #0b5394;">The way back home was also freezing, and I almost fall asleep on the tram. I might get a little cold, I think, but I hope it will gone for next Thursday which is the first day of our hoilday with the class. Oh, I didn't even mentioned why I think I get cold. As we were searching for the dentist's (cause we didn't know where it was) we walked for a good 30 minutes I think, cause we somehow walked in the same street all over again. We even asked a few people and none of them could tell us where to find it. I was freezing, I was tired, Merci was nervous and she was making me mad after an hour listening of her snivel about the same thing. So I was a bit stressed when a guy showed us where to go, and as we were making our way to the clinic, we met with our music teacher. She is living here near the clinic. She was kinda surprised seeing us. </span><br style="color: #0b5394;" /><span style="color: #0b5394;">Now I think I'm going to have a shower, cause I am freezing. Good night!</span><br style="color: #0b5394;" /><br style="color: #0b5394;" /><span style="color: #0b5394;">XOXO, LD</span></div>dafohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17233813322582324092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192054676080296497.post-73853493702181769202010-05-17T19:24:00.002+02:002010-05-17T19:26:25.456+02:00Two birthday parties at one day<div style="color: #741b47; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">Hello there! I am back from a Monday school day which was pretty exhausting, and when I finally got home at 3pm I went out with my parents to a department store to buy some stuffs to my holiday with my class which will be next week's Thursday until Sunday. We are going to biking all 4 days long. I don't know how I will survive it, but I am sure that I have to collect all my streight to make it. </span></div><div style="color: #741b47; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">I am still pretty tired after my birthday party which was on Saturday. There was even two. First with my family. Everyone were out, expect my mom, so I had time in the morning to make myself ready to everything. I washed my hair, showered, did my make-up...etc. We ordered a huge pizza for lunch and everyone arrived (mean: my sisters, sister's boydfriends, dad) and we just started eating, talking, and joking around. It was a really good, and calmed lunch. After all we could not move because of the lots of food, but my cake was waiting for us. I got a</span><span style="font-size: small;"> Sachertorte cause it's my favourite thing ever. I had the pink (or purple) elephant on it form Pooh and two pink candles showing 16. It was adorable. So we ate a little cake, then I got my presents. The big present was a camera, which I was asking for. It's pink and sooooooooooo cute! I had an oppurtinty to try it out at the party, and it's amazing. So I was waaaaay too happy. But when I first opened it, I thought that it's black because on the box there was a black one. But nevermind! I am sooo happy. I also got a memory card, and a pink camera bag. And a pair of earrings which symbols a kitty. So cuuuutteee! Again! </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2nxXFIhJR6Y/S_F7w0WXFTI/AAAAAAAAACc/p6YZLFLInfs/s1600/P5150068.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2nxXFIhJR6Y/S_F7w0WXFTI/AAAAAAAAACc/p6YZLFLInfs/s400/P5150068.JPG" width="400" /></a></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #741b47;">At 5 I made my way to Merci's house to join to my party. You might know that I was sooo afraid that there will be only 3 people including me, I was nervous all day long, in the end, I thought I stay at home, but then I just made myself to go. When I arrived all of my closest friedns were running down the stairs, and I almost cryed. It was the cutest thing they ever did to me. When I got out of the shock of the surprise we started the party with karaoke, megastar, dinner, my second cake which was dobos torte (a famous hungarian cake) and just funny things. It was a really good night but next time I will recommend them not to do a plus sleep over cause we were all exhausted and it turned out that everyone wanted to be in their own bed, sleeping. And so what I got? I got a pillow with everyone on it, a book calles <i>Mixed Doubles</i> by Jill Mansell, a bracelet, a pair of earring, a jewelery holder, which is a doll, and it has a ruffled pink dress, and look amazing. I also got a bunch of chocolate, and just some other cute things which I can't remember. It was a really good day, and I am so pleased they did thid for me. So Thank you guys again! </span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #741b47;">XOXO, LD </span></span></div>dafohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17233813322582324092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192054676080296497.post-27829648457562011572010-05-14T21:51:00.001+02:002010-05-14T21:54:15.935+02:00My birthday's excitement<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.darkrising.co.uk/Images/Happy_Birthday.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://www.darkrising.co.uk/Images/Happy_Birthday.jpg" width="206" /></a></div><div style="color: #a64d79; text-align: justify;">OMG! Tomorrow is my birthday! I've been waiting for this day sooo badly, in the last couple weeks, and I am soooo excited, even if it only means that I am a year older. And I don't really now why am I so keyed up, maybe it's about the happiness when you open your beautifully wrapped presents, and find out that you got what you truly wanted, or the perfect birthday cake with the exact amount of candles burning depended on your age, and all the people around you want you to wish something and blew the candles. Or maybe that's just because this day is going to be all about me. They ask ME what I want to eat, they wish ME a happy, and special birthday, and just blah blah blah...I mean I have two sisters and we kinda always had to share and decide somehow. We always had to deal, and fix things between us. And now I don't have to worry about this.</div><div style="color: #a64d79; text-align: justify;">But to be honest, I have a little bit of depressed feeling too. As I mentioned my friends served me a party which is tomorrow night, and today like all of my friends told me that they are sorry but they can't come. So there will be me, Merci and and another friend, who I don't like at all. That's not gonna be an interesthing party, I have to say, and I wouldn't go, if Merci did not tell me today that she already ordered a tiered cake. I was shocked. I told her to bake me something, not choosing the pattern, the colors and everything seperately. And now there will be 3 people. WOW! And to be honest, this whole week, I was waiting for this party sooo much, cause all of my friends were invited, and I thought that we will have good saturday evening, but now I don't EVEN want to go. All I want is to stay at home with my family. I know it sounds stupid but now, I lost all of my cheerfulness cause there will be only one person who is really my friend and this person is Merci. We all hate the other girl, I don't even know why was she invited, but who cares now. It will be even worse. And I can't do that I am not going to the party, because it would be unfairness to Merci. So I'll have to suffer an evening and a night with these two people, and it will be BORING!</div><div style="color: #a64d79; text-align: justify;">When I told Merci that we should take the party to next week, she was a bit pisse but she said that It's my decision, but I didn not want to hurt her. Now she is always asking like "Are you really sure you're coming?" and just stuffs like that.Well I don't know, I hope that it won't ruin my whole bday.</div><div style="color: #a64d79; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #a64d79; text-align: justify;">XOXO, LD</div>dafohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17233813322582324092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192054676080296497.post-47765945201746125652010-05-13T21:44:00.000+02:002010-05-13T21:44:33.612+02:00Do we really have to say goodbye so early?<div style="color: #274e13; text-align: justify;">I just got home from a meeting at school. We had kinda an evening with the parents, and the students and we talked about all the stuffs we had to kinda analyse a bit. It was just my class. We had so much fun arranging all the tables and chairs, putting all the colored, plastic cups on the tables, and all the sweets perfectly together of course in the cutest ways. We watched our spinning video together, and joked around with my classmates all evening, and I felt over the moon. </div><div style="color: #274e13; text-align: justify;">Of course, how it's used to be, my happiness did not last for long. Just a few parents stayed at the school, along with me, Merci, and two other friends. And this is also important that I've heard a really sad thing about my "english fairy"! She is deciding leaving the school, and leaving US! I was so upset but I did not cry or anything. I just accepted it! She chose the worst school ever, cause all the teachers are old, and the most important, that they are old-fashioned. My favourite teacher of the world is just so fresh, and acting and thinking young, and in a true, real aspect. She is always right, has the best and cutest ideas, and always laughing at something like a little girl. But the other teachers look at her like a fool, and never, ever admit her as a person there. They act with her like she is the last offender in the world, because she is not a sour, old lady, who doesn't like children. And now this evening, when we were standind there with just these few people, she told it to the parents, and some of classmates, cause we were the only one who knew it, and I was trying so hard holding back my tears, but when I looked at Merci, and I saw she was crying, and all her face is covered with tears, I couldn't hold them back any longer. We just hugged each other and cryed. They tried to comfort us, but it did not last for long. When we said our goodbyes for this day, she was driving in front of us, and I saw a tear on her cheek. It was so heart-smothering, and we were crying all the way to our home. Still now, sometimes it's difficult to type, causeI can't see much from my tears. I know that she hasn't even decided it yet, but even thinking of makes me sick. This evening started good, but it turned out sooo emotional, and ti became a disaster. Now I'm going to sleep cause my eyes are red and puffy!</div><div style="color: #274e13; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #274e13;">XOXO, LD</span></div>dafohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17233813322582324092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192054676080296497.post-37461718238289979652010-05-11T16:01:00.003+02:002010-05-11T16:04:52.143+02:00A gift giving fairy from England<div style="color: #134f5c; text-align: justify;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.freefoto.com/images/31/07/31_07_5---The-Houses-of-Parliament--London--England_web.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="http://www.freefoto.com/images/31/07/31_07_5---The-Houses-of-Parliament--London--England_web.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>Gosh! Today was just so much fun for me. In the morning as Me and Merci were waiting for the bus to come, my english teacher (and our friend) picked us up, and just drove us to school, because she saw us satnding there and she thought that it would be generous not letting us waiting. Actually she just got home from England, and as we arrived to school, she did not let us go until she did not give presents for us. She was soooo sweet, because she knows that we can't really giving it back to her, cause I can't just fly to London and shop her a bunch of cute things, leaving behind my school, and just stuffs like that. So she was really sweet!! She bought us pretty much the same things, some cute things from River Island, I don't know who knows this, and I got a flamingo patterned flip flop, which looks hilarious. We also got some sweets, but during some pretty exhausting classes we ate them. It was a really good day for me, and as I just look through my week, the what's-gonna-happen-this-week part, well I'm getting more excited in every second, thinking about my birthday with my family and my friends. Oh yeah! Well that's a big thing which really bothers me. It's so cruel not knowing what they are planning. They even go out of the classroom without me to discuss the party plans, and I just feel sooo curious and sad at the same time. Tomorrow they are going shopping, and I am not allowed to go!!!!! I was like what? It's ok that they have no idea what the hell they should buy me, but come on! They could really buy me a simple thing, and if we are here, I don't really care about the presents. If they don't give me any, well that's it. Which means a lot to me is that they want to celebrate it with me, and that's what matters. </div><div style="color: #134f5c; text-align: justify;">We went shopping on Sunday as I mentioned, and I bought my party outfit. I just found a cute pink top with no back and no pants, and it has a bunch of ruffles on it. I'll post a picture later when we are partying. </div><div style="color: #134f5c; text-align: justify;">And now as my teacher was in England, I think learning in England would be such an amazing thing, and OMG! I'll be shopping and walking in the cities all the time, and just spend a lot of money. I want to live there for my college years, and I know that I will miss my family sooooooooooooooooo much, I can't even write it down how much, but I know that they are supporting me, and they all told me to do it, no matter what. I think it's my chance to move my life somewhere. Plus, my parents will be super proud at me! :D</div><div style="color: #134f5c; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #134f5c;">XOXO, LD</span></div>dafohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17233813322582324092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192054676080296497.post-33405556947556950692010-05-09T11:03:00.000+02:002010-05-09T11:03:50.212+02:00The naughty birthday present<span style="color: #b45f06;">I've just woke up half an hour ago, and finally I could sleep 11 hours without waking up at my usual 6 am. It felt amazing, and I just love when I can sleep in. </span><br />
<div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: justify;">Yestreday I met up with a few of my girlfirends, and I have to say that this was just an amazing afternoon. We started off with caramel cookies, then cheesy chips, salty chips, while drinking Ice tea in big portions, then party mixed sweets, then cheesy and onion chips, and then the last we could eat was a huge ice cream. We were laughing so hard all afternoon, escepially on the lots of food we ate. We were joking around, and I went home in the best mood I've had this week. When I got home, my parents arrived too, because they were out of twon for the day, cause they were celebrating their wedding anniversary, and they just ran out of the big city, to a small, romantic one, where they had lunch together, and walked for hours. I even got a suvenir, which is a beautiful porcelain spoon with the city's name on it. And we got other things too, like food, but the spoon was kinda outshinig, so I just mentioned it. Then the evening was quite funny too, cause we watched megastar, which is the same like american idol, but it's hungarian, and it's sooooo funny cause they are showing the auditions for the first 2-3 episodes. I laughed my heart out, cause the people who go there have no rationality about themselves.<br />
When I was showering an important thing hit my mind, and I knew that I have to talk with my mom about that, so I quickly finished the best part about my evenings, and rushed to the kitchen in only a towel wrapped around me, and I saw my mom, my dad, and my sister doing something with a box, and when they saw me, they started yelling at me, that they thought I was showering. I said I was, but I need to to talk with moml, and stuffs like that, and this whole scene made sense for me when they started to hide the box from me, and just shut it to my mom's dresser. It was my birthday present. Gosh! I almost saw my present!! I was shcoked. I even told them how can they be so loose watching my presents when I can see it anytime if I rush to the kitchen just like I did. Gosh!<br />
And now I am reading Rebel Angels by Libba Bray, the author of The incredible beauty, which was amazing and Rebel angels is the second book. It's great. But now I have to learn, cause I'll have a few exams next week, and later the afternoon we'll go out shopping.<br />
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XOXO, LD</div>dafohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17233813322582324092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192054676080296497.post-54403463502407826242010-05-06T16:25:00.001+02:002010-05-06T16:25:57.654+02:00The rainstorm-liking girl<div style="color: #351c75; text-align: justify;">Gosh! Researching people in the net is not always a good idea. I don't know what's true and what is not, but I am kinda freaked out, and I don't want to believe in these things, but still something tells me inside that this is logical, no matter how badly I fight for the opposite thing. I am talking about a person that I used to really love, and now I just don't know what to feel. I read quite bad things about this person, and the look of this someone is not matching with the article, but I still think that a bit of the "truth" (that's how they call it in the article) is true. I just don't think a look-like-a-really-sweet-person-even-if-I-just-look-at-him/her type of personality can do bad things like that. Ok, let's be clear, I don't know this person personally, but what I've heard and saw, my opinion is still the same, what I wrote down a line over. So, don't be jealous people! Don't be!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.thesefleetingmoments.com/images/20060407122750_waxing-storm-ii.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="265" src="http://www.thesefleetingmoments.com/images/20060407122750_waxing-storm-ii.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="color: #351c75; text-align: justify;">Yesterday evening there was a huge storm here, and to be honest, we could all feel it all day long, because all day we had no air, and we were all walking around in tank tops, but the sun wasn't even shining. So yesterday was quite hot, and steamy. When I saw the thunders and the black clouds above us,I ran outside, and I was waiting for the rainstorm. I have to say, I did not have to wait for too long, cause after a minute the raindrops started falling faster and faster by every second, and after an another minute it was raining heavily, giving the most amazing scent to me that I could ever smelled. I was standind by our window outside, and as the rain was pouring, the wind also started to blow crazily, and it blow the water straight to my face, then to my clothes, and I looked like a mad person with my curled-by-the-rain hair, and in my wet clothes cleaved to my body. I enjoyed the rain, and the smell of the fresh air, and also how madly the wind blowed my hair, and mixed it with the rain. I love storms. OMG! I just love the heavy rains in the summer. When I was a child I used to be afraid, and hide in the car, if we were somewhere, and now I really did regreted it. I love to jumping and dancing around freely in the rain, like cavemens danced when they wanted to bring or dismiss rain. I want to shout out how happy I am these times, and I could have the chance. We used to go to lakes a lots of time, because my dad is a big angler, and we always escorted him. There was nothing jus the lake, soem reed fibers, and a giant corn field. There I could shout and dance. But I just hid in the car. Gosh! :)</div><div style="color: #351c75; text-align: justify;">Today nothing special happened, I just had a little extra free time, which felt sooo good. I am kinda confused how to do the next Saturday, cause it will be my bday, and my friends decided to do me a bday party, as I mentione before, but it turned out that we will celebrate it with my family in the same day, so I am thinking about switching the dates somehow, but I don't want to piss off my friends, cause you know, they just setted it for me, and I changing dates, but I hope, I'll fix it. </div><div style="color: #351c75; text-align: justify;"></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #351c75;">XOXO, LD</span></div>dafohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17233813322582324092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192054676080296497.post-10280488881113697912010-05-03T17:18:00.000+02:002010-05-03T17:18:17.105+02:00A one-off, and life changing chance<div style="color: #741b47; text-align: justify;">We just finally reached my favourite month of the year! I've been whining about the three-weeks-long-rain, the huge snow, the cold weather, and just many things I hate about winter, but now I can go out in a t-shirt and in ballerina shoes. How cool is that? It's May!!!</div><div style="color: #741b47; text-align: justify;">I know I told you before that this is my favourite month, and the reason is a bit complex. This is the month of my birthday, and I think it's kinda goes back to my childhood, when I was waiting for my presents in the rising sun, and it was always a good memorie for me. Now, I just love the whole month, my birthday, and everything. This year I asked for a camera, which is just mine, cause there are always a lots of arguments about the one we have now. So I hope I'll get my pink one. Today I also got to know that my lovely friends are really planning me a bday party, which is a sleepover too. It's my birthday, on the 15th of May, Saturday. I hope it will be a really good day, and I will be able to enjoy the party with my firends in the evening. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2nxXFIhJR6Y/S97o-RlFY1I/AAAAAAAAACU/xOFYPt9jVto/s1600/image201005020001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2nxXFIhJR6Y/S97o-RlFY1I/AAAAAAAAACU/xOFYPt9jVto/s400/image201005020001.jpg" width="336" /></a></div><div style="color: #741b47; text-align: justify;">Also! Yesterday we went out with my sisters, to pierce our ears again, but this time, I pierced a pair, one in my left, and one, in my right ears. Now I have 3 holes in my left ear, and 2 in my right. I just love it, but that's all. I won't get anymore. I just decided it this night, when I wasn't able to sleep much, because my ears were hurting, and I barely could sleep in my sides. That was horrible. And it's still hurts, when I touch it, or something. But I survived the very first one in January, so I think nothing will be wrong. </div><div style="color: #741b47; text-align: justify;">Today we did not have lot of school, and that means that tha senoir classes are graduating, and we had school in the afternoon, and it's going to be the same the next two days too. I am happy, cause I can sleep as long as I want to, and then I have hours to make myself ready for school. </div><div style="color: #741b47; text-align: justify;">There is also a thing which is making me sad and excited in the same time. A friend of mine, told me that me and Merci can go to England to study in a university, when we finish the school. I was happy of course, that she can make it work, cause it would be a huge experience for me, studying in England, but I don't know how I'll be able to leave my family here. I really miss my parents, and my sisters even if I go somewhere for a week. What would I do if I go to England for half years?? My sister will be pregnant around this time, and I wanna be there, and see every part of her pregnancy. I wanna see how my little cousin will born. I know I am running in time, but it makes me wanna cra, if I think about leaving everything behind me. It freaks me out. But it's 3 years away from me, so I have time to think, and find a suitable result. </div><div style="color: #741b47; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #741b47;">XOXO, LD</span></div>dafohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17233813322582324092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192054676080296497.post-36390851511206556842010-04-30T16:57:00.000+02:002010-04-30T16:57:36.946+02:00The missing grown-up thinking<div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: justify;">This week was a quite crazy week for me, and I am not overact if I say that this was one of the wost week of my entire life. I won't talk about this, cause I don't even want to remember the things that happened to me, but it was very stressful, and I wish that I would never do that. I don't know how could I be so stupid, and irresponsible, when I thought that I am a bit more grown-up than the usual 16 years old, cause I got it a few times, but now I am a little sceptical. This was all my fault (then later it became a litle bit of my mother's too), but I did fix it, while I felt depressed in every minute of every day. Let's just say that I am so relived that I could fix this whole, complicated issue. Now I am alive again, after a really long time, and I don't want to loose my cheer. </div><div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: justify;">This affair influenced my whole family's life. They were all depressed too, they were all arguing all the time, because of me, and because of what to do in a situation like this. They never really had a calmed second, cause when they did not fight, whenever they looked at me, they saw a sad, depressed, and not-really-in-mood-for-a-good-laugh girl, who is not me, so they were kinda frightened, that it would hurt me much more than they thought. And it did. I was like a dead person, whose soul comes back to haunt the family, and makes them afraid. Still, sometimes I have to realise that this is over, cause I have this stupid feeling, which comes back all the time, not matter it is over. It really did hurt me in a deep way, and I don't wish this to anyone out there. </div><div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: justify;">I know you may ask now "What the hell is she talking about?", but sorry, I can't tell you. It was just hurtful, and I wanted to share with you, how I had to do my week, thinking about the worst things that can happen to me, and stuffs like that. But let's just go ahead and talk about something else.</div><div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: justify;">Yesterday I went shopping with my mom, cause I felt better, and I wanted to feel even better. I bought a hello kitty pajamas, and a pair of purple ballerina shoes. I was felt over the moon, when a telephone call just killed me inside again, and I wasn't able to do anything after the call. My mom, of course, tried to make me think of the clothes, but I knew that it's late. I was acting like a zombie during the end of our shopping day. Thank god, when we got home, we fixed the whole problem, so it will never ever hurt me. I even cooked broccoli bisk. Yummm!</div><div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: justify;">And today was the graduation for the senior classes, and it was kinda exhausting, standind under the sun, in 28 degrees, I even got a headache. But it was really sad, I think at my graduation I'll be crying. </div><div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #0b5394;">XOXO, LD </span></div>dafohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17233813322582324092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192054676080296497.post-33176319831730287732010-04-26T17:04:00.001+02:002010-04-26T17:07:35.189+02:00If the laziness would hurt......<div style="color: #274e13; text-align: justify;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9ikW9SY7yeE/Rq0jQvwIepI/AAAAAAAABdw/PMm5C61vxNg/s1600/lazy.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9ikW9SY7yeE/Rq0jQvwIepI/AAAAAAAABdw/PMm5C61vxNg/s320/lazy.gif" /></a>I can't tell you how big guilt I feel, thinking of my laziness through the last weeks. Let's just start that I am lacking on the posts. I literally post one or two in a week, instead like 5. And when I hardly make myself to write something, it's usually all about a big and dripping NOTHING! But it's not just about my blog, it's even my personal life. My work gets worse at the school by every day that pass, and I just feel more tired after a bad day, and after a bad day I my school work is even worse. That's how it just goes.I realised it today, when I faced with my E labeled math exam. I still don't know how it happened, cause, I admit, I was never good at math, but I never really got E ranked exams. N-E-V-E-R! So this just made me think for a little while, during some classes, and I know what's going on with me. It's April's last week, which means that I only have to bear a month at school, and that makes me feel that I have to do nothing. And there is the fact that I am at school, and living that gyratory life, where I have to take care of everything, and have to keep every little thing in my mind, since September, and if I have just a little mistake, immediately I am the wrong person. Come on! I mean we are all humans, and we gotta have some mistakes, cause nobody's perfect. </div><div style="color: #274e13; text-align: justify;">So I was analysing myself for a long time, and I dagnostised myself with chronic tiredness. I am tired of waking up with the cocks, I am tired of not having an afternoon when I don't have to do something, I am tired of the learning, I am tired of walking to school at 7:00 AM, and I am sick of being in that situation when someone always tells me what to do or what not to do !!! It makes me mad. It makes me wanna run out of this stupid world, where I don't even know what to do with myself. I don't even know who i supposed to be, or what I supposed to do in the future. Well, who knows, maybe I will die the next day, or I will live a hundred more years, but still it's something that they should allocate during birth or something. Like you are going to be a doctor, she is going to be an actress...etc. I know I sound stupid but I just want to know sometimes that should I really take care of everything that much?! </div><div style="color: #274e13; text-align: justify;">Let's just switch the subject! I don't have school on Friday (thank god), cause it's the graduation day for the seniors. We all (juniors) have to help with the decorations, and stuffs like that, so it won't be a very stressful day. It's just such a sad day. I mean for the seniors. Cause when I was graduating from Elementary school, it was kinda a sad day for me, and High school is a bigger thing, I think. So I am just sooo thankful to have three more years. Now, I think I start to arrange things in my life again, and I think I should start it with cleaning my room out, which looks like a battlefield. </div><div style="color: #274e13; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #274e13;">XOXO, LD</span></div>dafohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17233813322582324092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192054676080296497.post-53495903735145042002010-04-25T09:48:00.001+02:002010-04-25T09:48:41.274+02:00My last few days....<div style="color: #4c1130; text-align: justify;">Hi guys! So today is my sister's 20th birthday and I want to wish her a happy birthday, and I hope this year will be better for her. </div><div style="color: #4c1130; text-align: justify;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2nxXFIhJR6Y/S9PzXoCevnI/AAAAAAAAACM/aW8oYPRKsoQ/s1600/nagykepek_022.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2nxXFIhJR6Y/S9PzXoCevnI/AAAAAAAAACM/aW8oYPRKsoQ/s400/nagykepek_022.jpg" width="400" /></a>So......the health day....First we had a beautican in our class, and she told us very clever things, ans she even gave us some products, which is pretty exciting, cause for some reason I love to use new things. The next class a man came in who was showing us how dirty the water is. It was disgusting, and still I am kinda afraid to drink my water from the bottles. The last class was about eating healthy, and everyone had to do a little presentation about a fruit or a vegetable or something. I got almonds, and I remember that I even wrote down that I was suffering with it, cause I had to short it down, and thanks for my retarded brain, I left it at home, so my work was for nothing. Then we head to a spinning lesson, which was soooo much fun. We, me and Merci just beat down the guys, who are the I-am-doing-football-and-every-sport-is-a-big-crap types, and we were so proud at ourselves. :) Then on the evening, when I felt that I can't even make my eyes stay open, I went out for a concert with my sister. It was an opened place, and I have to say that I almost froze to the ground as I was waiting for the band to start. My sister recommend me to drink something, so we won't be freezing, so she bought us gin and tonic. I drank his the first time in my life, and it was actually good. But the band was even worse. I was standind there, bored by an hour, while my sister was dancing crazily. It wasn't that much fun for me, cause I would enjoy more a pop concert or something, cause they were playing rockie I think. It's not really my type. But when were about to go gome, I saw the retro stage, where they were playing Elvis. It would be better to dance to Elvis, than standind bored and watching people dancing. :)</div><div style="color: #4c1130; text-align: justify;">Yesterday I met up with Merci, and we were actually watching movies, but I think we should had to go out, cause the sun was shining after a week of rain. But instead we watched Pet semetary's first half hour, cause Merci was screaming everytime, when there was a scary scene, so we decided to watch something else. I put in My sassy girl, and it was a great chioce, cause we both almost melted because of the main guy's cuteness. Then we put in While you were sleeping, but in the half of it,we turned it off and we listened to music, and ate, cause her mother cooked for us. Then I think, after a half hour I went home. I did nothing, just laying around and playing games online. It was good to do nothing. </div><div style="color: #4c1130; text-align: justify;">The time already shows 9:44am here and I should be ready for 12:00 , which means I have to wash my hair, I have to do my make-up, I have to dress up, and clean my room. I don't how, but I will be hurrying. </div><div style="color: #4c1130; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #4c1130;">XOXO, LD</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #4c1130;">PS.: Picture is from the concert! I look ridicolus, but I just wanted to put a picture here. :)</span></div>dafohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17233813322582324092noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192054676080296497.post-78443428500793649272010-04-21T18:39:00.000+02:002010-04-21T18:39:40.138+02:00Cavalcade of birthdays<div style="color: #a64d79; text-align: justify;">I feel like a bottom offender. Today is my mom's birthday, and we did not have time to buy anything for her, and to be honest today this was the last thing that I was thinking about, and when I was in the middle of painting my finger nails, I got a phone call from my sister that it would be fit buying her something, and let's meet up at the mall right now. At around 6pm. I was in my sweatpants and in my hoodie, with my nails half finished, the polish almost dripped down cause it was so fresh. I could not go! And now I have a huge guilt. I know that I shall go, but I couldn't dress up or just brush my hair without blurring everything on my nails, and if they would not look that bad messed up, I would defenetely go, but ahhhh! So now I feel really bad, and I feel that I am missing everything! But I also have a few things to do today. I know that painting-my-nails-when-I-have-millions-of-errands-to-do is not too good, but after a timeless month, I thought that this evening I'll finally paint my nails to look great, for the tomorrow's concert (I'll tell you about it in a minute) and just look like a human after a really long time. But of course, exactly this afternoon seemed the best for her to go out and shop. You might think that if this day is a birthday why I am not in my best clothes, celebrating, sipping champagne, and eating cake. That's because it's a weekday, and in our family when someone's bday is in a weekday we push the celebration to the weekend. What's even funnier, my sister's bday is in Sunday!</div><div style="color: #a64d79; text-align: justify;">So the concert! Tomorrow evening in a local pub there will be a concert where my sister really wants to go. I only agreed to go with her because she has noone to go with! And I had one condition, that she has to drink a few coctails with me. So I think it'll be kinda fun....I hope so!!</div><div style="color: #a64d79; text-align: justify;">And tomorrow is also gonna be a tiring day, because my class, as I mentioned, will have a health day, and then we all will head to a spinning! Then I have to go home, have a shower, dress up, make-up, and everything, then go to that stupid concert thing. Then the next day is school! Perfect! I'll feel like a rag! So now, I'm going cause I have to do some other things as I mentioned before!</div><div style="color: #a64d79; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #a64d79;">XOXO, LD</span></div>dafohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17233813322582324092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192054676080296497.post-74394592498753858892010-04-20T16:41:00.000+02:002010-04-20T16:41:28.657+02:00Yes!!! I am alive! After all.....<div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: justify;">I'm so sorry that I've had gone! I just had a quite a few things to do during the weekend, and I did not have the laptop with me. But now I tell you about everything. </div><div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: justify;">First of all the animal asylum was a bit strange for me. I mean I thought that I'm going to see something horrible, I mean I saw a few things, but there were one outstanding thing. The way they kept those poor dogs!! OMG! They were in a few cages, which was filled with lots of mud because of the one-week-long-raining thing. The dogs were all muddy, I just barely could pet them, because If I just touched one's head my hand looked like I did some weeding. So it was kinda embarassing how they did not care about that the dogs wallowed in their own dirt and in the mud. So I was a bit mad, and I didn't even mention how much food we brought and they did not say a ratty thank you for us. After all the way back to home was more than an hour, and I wasn't really in my travelling mood. When I got home I was extremely tired, but I only could sleep after 10pm.</div><div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: justify;">After my hectic and beneficent saturday I was at home learning. I had to leard a few things for literature because we had a huge exam on Monday. So I was kinda resting and learning. I also watched Camp Rock! :) I was full with the learning, and as I turned on my TV it caught my eye. </div><div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: justify;">On monday I did not do anything interesting I was at school and that's kinda all. I just had to go and buy bio almonds! :) It's a funny sidestory, but on Thursday we'll have a health-day at school just for my class. Almost everyone got a fruit, a vegetable or something, to make a little presentation. I got almond, so I had to go and look for bio almonds, and I did not have time to do a post. </div><div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: justify;">And so today I just made myself, but I am really tired, I have a headache, and I have to learn for English a lot, and I have no idea how I'm going to do this all, but I'll try to keep everything under my control. </div><div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: justify;">And for some reason this is the third day when people say that my make-up is heavy. The first time I had blue eye shadow on, yesterday green, and they were all saying that I only need a mini skirt to be a b**** and today I only did a neutral eye look, and now the teacher told me too. I thought that I'll go crazy. I think tomorrow I won't have make-up on. I don't know what's wrong with people!</div><div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #0b5394;">XOXO, LD</span></div>dafohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17233813322582324092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192054676080296497.post-44991502909619669922010-04-16T16:38:00.000+02:002010-04-16T16:38:53.669+02:00Visiting an animal asylum<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.everyoneisdifferent.com/img/wall-puppy.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://www.everyoneisdifferent.com/img/wall-puppy.bmp" width="400" /></a></div><div style="color: #274e13; text-align: justify;">Hi people! It's Friday finally. This week had gone really fast, I didn't even realise how the days spent. I was just doing my everyday things, and the days passed like hours. It's really weird. But....I am a bit disappointed even though it's weekend! Tomorrow I have to wake up really early, just like in my usual weekdays. And the reason why I can't sleep as much as I should on a Saturday morning is that we are visiting an animal asylum with my class, and we have to meet up at 8.30am. What an idea! They are expecting us at 10.00am and the way to that place is really long. And of course we are meeting up earlier to make sure to reach the bus. </div><div style="color: #274e13; text-align: justify;">I am looking forward to it, each person can chose a dog, and this dog will stay with us all day. We have to walk, feed, and wash our dogs, and then I think clean their places. The only thing I am very afraid of is to see something that I don't want to! You know there are crazy people who can hurt to an animal, and I can't watch this. I can't bear if an animal has scars or something like that. I mean those really huge scarves. I brake into tears, or I have to go out of the room. I don't know what to expect. </div><div style="color: #274e13; text-align: justify;">And I am of course a bit worrying about the dogs attitude. I hope they like humans, and won't bite my hands off. And for all of your surprise I am also afraid of that I won't be able to normally take care of a dog. I never had a dog, so I don't really know how to walk a dog, or how to wash one. I think it will be interesting watching me suffering with them. I think it will equal with a movie. </div><div style="color: #274e13; text-align: justify;">Tomorrow I'll let you know what happened, cause I think I'll have a lot to say. Say a prayer for me! :)</div><div style="color: #274e13; text-align: justify;"> </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #274e13;">XOXO, LD</span></div>dafohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17233813322582324092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192054676080296497.post-8730583196599946082010-04-14T17:08:00.000+02:002010-04-14T17:08:02.818+02:00Review: The last song<div style="color: #cc0000; text-align: justify;">I've just finished The last song yesterday!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.disneydreaming.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/Miley-Cyrus-Liam-Hemsworth-The-Last-Song-Movie-Poster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://www.disneydreaming.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/Miley-Cyrus-Liam-Hemsworth-The-Last-Song-Movie-Poster.jpg" width="295" /></a></div><div style="color: #cc0000; text-align: justify;">As you might realised, I don't really do reviews on books, because I read a lot, and it would be so boring for you to read it all the time. But I have to say that I had a book like that in my hands a while ago, I didn't even do my make up for two days, so I could read in the morning too. It made me laugh and cry, it made me feel sad but even made me way too happy, I felt fear and shame, and by the end it became a huge experience, so I decided to tell you what I think about it. As I read the first pages I immediately recognize myself in Ronnie's character and it made it a lot funnier. I am not talking about the outside, more about the inside. I always caught myself to think that I would do the exact same thing as Ronnie. And the way she revolts all the time. It was really cool to read about a girl who is kinda the same as me. </div><div style="color: #cc0000; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #660000; text-align: justify;"><i><b>"Truth only means something when it's hard to admit." </b></i></div><div style="color: #cc0000; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #cc0000; text-align: justify;">As I reached the part when she meets Will all the time, I was about to melt away, because of the cuteness as he wrote down the story. I wanted to feel the same love as they feel, and still I would be sooo happy to feel something like that. It was just amazing how briskly the emotions showed page by page. I could feel the same as the character. Fear, anger, love, happiness then sadness and way more feelings that I can't even write down. </div><div style="color: #660000; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #cc0000; text-align: justify;"><i style="color: #660000;"><b>"Sometimes you have to be a part from people you love, but that doesn't make you love them any less. Sometimes you love them more." "</b></i> </div><div style="color: #cc0000; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #cc0000; text-align: justify;">But as I got to the middle of the book, something happened that made feel sad. (Spoiler!!!) When she found out that his dad has cancer I felt sooo bad, and I had to read through how he died. I don't want my dad to be the same. It wasn't a really great part, just because I always thought that it can happen to me in every minutes as the time passes. I mean I hope it won't, and I hope that our story won't end like this. </div><div style="color: #cc0000; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #660000; text-align: justify;"><i><b>"Love is Fragile and Sometimes were Not The Best Caretakers."</b></i> </div><div style="color: #cc0000; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #cc0000; text-align: justify;">So I just wanted to say that this book was quite special for me in a lot of ways. I think I would read it again and again and again. I ONLY can recommend it to every romantic girl, who needs a little happiness or just an unforgettable book to read, and maybe for guys too, but I am not sure about them. <br />
It think it was the writer's best work far away. So by this way I wanted to say a huge thank you to Nicholas Sparks who made it possible to read something like that, and to coungratulate to this amazing story. I promise that it will always have the best place on my bookshelf. So again, Thank you sooooo much! </div><div style="color: #cc0000; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #cc0000;">XOXO, LD</span></div>dafohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17233813322582324092noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192054676080296497.post-61064118666182782522010-04-11T14:45:00.001+02:002010-04-11T14:47:40.703+02:00A heavenly party on saturday<div style="color: #351c75; text-align: justify;">Let's just start from the beggining! On Friday I went shopping for presents as I mentioned. I bought a beautiful purple shirt, and a cute earring with bows to the bday girl. And also a birthday card. And of course I couldn't leave without The last song, so I bought the book, and I was way too happy. I also bought myself a pair of earrings, which one says hate and the other love. It looks soooo cool. I weared it yestreday, and I got a lot of questions about them. </div><div style="color: #351c75; text-align: justify;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.funmunch.com/graphics/birthday/graphics/birthday_23.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://www.funmunch.com/graphics/birthday/graphics/birthday_23.gif" /></a></div>Sooooooo yesterday! As you might know I went to one of my girlfriend's birthday party, which was held at her house. She lives like 20 minutes away from me by car, but still not in the same city as me. Because we don't have licence we all decided to go together, so we met up at 1:45pm yesterday, and went with a bus. When we arrived after 30 minutes I saw my dreamhouse. Her (parents') house is PINK! I was like OMG! As we passed through the garden I saw her dog too, which is a huge golden retriever. She was as big as two of me. And his name is Arthur. He was way too cute, and during the day, we went out to play with her like a million times. Actually he was playing with socks, and we always stole it from him, so he started chasing us all the time. So yeah we really cute. </div><div style="color: #351c75; text-align: justify;">Then she showed us the whole house, which is pretty cool, cause there were a bunch of balloons saying happy birthday. And I think I liked the bathroom the most. It's soooo beautiful. Then we just sat down in the living room, where were the DJ, and the food. Actually the guys went upstairs to play card games, so we girls played some stupid games, like musical chairs. It's a game which I last played in kindergarden. It's all about that for example 10 people are playing, and we carry 9 chairs into the room. As the music goes we have to go around the chairs, and when someone suddenly stops the music everyone have to sit down, and the one who couldn't find a seat is out of the game. And you play this till all the people fall out, and have one winner. But I'm pretty sure that everyone knows this game, so I just tell you about the other.</div><div style="color: #351c75; text-align: justify;">It is a stupid game too. We filled two bowles with smarties, and brought a pack of sippers. Two people had to play at the same time, and the challenge was that, you had to transfer as many smarties to an another bowl with a sipper as many you could in 30 seconds. I lose all the time, but I wasn't sad at all. :) But my friends took videos of everyone who tried it out, and it was kinda embarassing. </div><div style="color: #351c75; text-align: justify;">Then we had a kind of dinner which was amazing. There were a bunch of meat cooked in hundreds of different ways, or you could chose ham rolls. You could also chose the garnish. There were mozarella salad (which is my absolute favourite), potatoe salad, corn salad, french salad, paste salad...etc. We ate soooooo much, and after the meal, we had a little preview of the bday girl's dancing skills. She is dancing for almost 4 years, and she is doing it beautifully. Then we had the cake, which was zacher cake (my favourite again) and then we went upstairs, talking, playing games, and just laughing. But there were and another amazing thing in this party. Chocolate fountain!!!! It was on the middle of the desk, and around it there were 5 different types of fruits, and you could chose what you wanted to put under the fountain. I have to say that the pineapple, and the kiwi was wonderful with chocolate. I felt I'm going to explode cause of the sooo much food, but I think it worth it. I arrived home at around 9:15pm, cause my dad took me home. All I could do is have a shower, then I fall into my bed. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #351c75;">Because this post is already really long, I'm not gonna start into a nwe story, but I have to tell that the yesterday's party was amazing, and incredible. I laughed a lot, and talked to people who I never really used to. We were all so loose, and just had a great time hanging with each other. I hope that I'll be on the guest list. And again happy birthday to YOU! </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #351c75;">XOXO, LD</span></div>dafohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17233813322582324092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4192054676080296497.post-27908959555464721832010-04-08T16:33:00.000+02:002010-04-08T16:33:04.221+02:00The house's curse<div style="color: #0c343d; text-align: justify;">Sadly I have to tell you a very sad story today, but I promise it will turn out good a few paragraphs later. So you have to know that like a year ago, our neighboors were an older married couple, and we just got to know that the man has cancer for years. Of course it hit us well, cause we were in a kind of friendship with them. They were really nice, and always helpful. But as the time passed the man couldn't even get up, or just simply walk. A few months later, he died. I had to see how they are bringing him out of his home, and of course her wife was way too sad. After a month his death she moved out, and a new married couple took over their one-time house. We didn't really got to know them, but to be honest we didn't really liked them, because they were very loud, and just unkind with people (and I say it by my own experiences, not just judging). But I never wished anything bad for them. But I just found out today that the wife died in cancer on Monday. They had to keep it in a big secret, because no one knew anything since today. I couldn't believe my ears. and of course itt fills me with fear, because of my father. As you know I told you about him before, and I don't really like to talk about this at all. But you know he has cancer too for years now, and I don't likw to hear about these deaths all around me, cause it creeps me out. So the point of this whole thing, is that I want to proclaim my biggest solidarity againts the husband. Simply, I just feel so sorry, and I hope that everything is going to be alright. </div><div style="color: #0c343d; text-align: justify;">And also a weird thing had happened to me today. Me and Merci were walking home from school, and we almost reached our street when a kind of a homeless family got in our way. There was a child, a mother, and a grandma. As we slowly reached the old woman she asked us if we have any money to give them. I saw that they weren't as sensible as they should be, so I said no, but I had money with in my wallett, but to be honest I don't like to give money to these kind of people who buy alcohol on it. So as we said no, this old woman literally started yelling at us whit her muddy voice. I got sceared to be honest, because as were walking I heard that she speeded up her steps to reach us, while she was still yelling in the middle of the street. I was just dumbfounded. But we also speeded a bit and we just gave up chasing us, cause I think she realised that no matter how much she will srugglem she won't ever reach us. We couldn't even talk cause of the amazement. What the hell is wrong with people these days? </div><div style="color: #0c343d; text-align: justify;">But my yesterday was actually really good. When my older sister came home from work, we decided to go and have ice-cream and just walk a little. So we went out joined by my other sister too. We had huge ice-creams and I couldn't eat anymore this evening. We spent the rest of the evening sitting on a bench in a nice park near our house. We were just talking and stuffs like that. We never really have time to go out just the three of us. This afternoon I think I'm going running, but that's not sure. And tomorrow I have to go shopping for presents, cause on Saturday I'm going to one of my girlfriend's bday party. I don't know how I'm going to make it, cause I'm going with my mom, and she will arrive home at around 6pm. So It's going to be a fast shopping spree. </div><div style="color: #0c343d; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #0c343d;">XOXO, LD</span></div>dafohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17233813322582324092noreply@blogger.com0