March 22nd, 2011

had the most sexual dream of my entire life

and no, im not going into details :D

Life begins at the end of your comfort zone

Neale Donald Walsch

so damn true

March 21st, 2011
hun u can do it, ur smart. that was my first impression of you when i first met u
Brown inspires me to keep struggling with my assignments, which are boring as hell
March 19th, 2011

fightxtoxdream:

Diversity: I find diversity to be absolutely wonderful. We all come from different backgrounds and countries all over the world. And the fact that most of us can even just accept and love each other, compared to how times used to be, I think that’s beautiful. The fact that you can realize…

March 16th, 2011

I’m a huuuuge mess. And i just cant do anything about it until the right “tidying up” mood kicks in. Yes, good girls aren’t supposed to be messy. Well, whatever, i dont claim that im good ;D
What u say? Well done, ha?

i hate when my close friends try to suck me in their personal drama

I’m friends with both of them, i can’t be just on one’s side. No, i’ll put it this way - i can’t be on anyones side. I can’t say who is right and who is wrong, because they both are right and wrong in some ways, and I just wanna stay aside, keep my mouth shut and mind my own humble business.

Seriously, it’s not my fault that their relationship is so messed up, and I’m so sick all the time they fight being asked “hey did u tell her\him what i told you the other day?”. Sick of hearing “But she told me you said..”, “But how come he knows that..”. Sick of listening to her saying “we are so over”  while later on the same day they end up in bed indeed being so all over one each other. My God..

I love them both a lot.  But it’s her fault she was calling him fat and stupid all the time, making him jealous on purpose and being so bossy with him. And it’s his fault to be so passive, immature and being more into his games than into her.

I’m tired.

That’s the stuff i was thinking through when I just got off fb chat with her and msn with him. But when i sat down typing this post I suddenly started feeling a bit selfish and self-centered about myself. They are my friends, and I am supposed to listen to them, give advice, be kind and uderstanding instead of complaining how everything sucks.. But what if I don’t see the point in all this? What if it’s not just about their relationship, but about my connections with them? Sometimes i feel like D. is getting distant and closed, and the only way to involve him into the conversation is starting off talking about him n J.? And J. is sad and distracted last days and I feel awkward discussing my stuff with her, coz i see she isn’t really following me, deeply immersed in her own world of thoughts..

I wish I could help, really. Wish I could find right words for both of them, wish it all is sorted out. But i am no pschycologist, no mind-reader. I’m just a friend, who cares, but is also so confused. But now I thought that even if I could read their minds it wouldn’t help the whole situation. They just won’t let it go, that’s the problem.

March 10th, 2011

I wholeheartedly believe that loud angry musik is the answer to all of life's mysteries and woes. Agree?
Asketh - violentkittyhawk

You are so damn right!! I actually never thought of that this way. But yes YES!

No male can ever imagine how much pain this little device can cause until they try it. It’s pure evil, I’m telling you. And it makes that loud shrieking sound, that the last thing you wanna do is letting THAT THING touch your skin. But you have to supress this burning desire to throw the device as far as possible and run away, prepare yourself mentally and DO IT. SHAVE UR LEGS. Writhing and wincing while doing so.
What else can say? Nothing, except - to fully understand what women are going through to be pretty, you must be one of them.

No male can ever imagine how much pain this little device can cause until they try it. It’s pure evil, I’m telling you. And it makes that loud shrieking sound, that the last thing you wanna do is letting THAT THING touch your skin. But you have to supress this burning desire to throw the device as far as possible and run away, prepare yourself mentally and DO IT. SHAVE UR LEGS. Writhing and wincing while doing so.

What else can say? Nothing, except - to fully understand what women are going through to be pretty, you must be one of them.

March 9th, 2011

ok

at first im txting her yesterday asking to meet up. She replies that she isn’t feeling well and we should just meet up tmr (which is today). Later on yesterday she sends me this txt saying that it wasn’t her, it was D. (the friend of ours with who she has a strange relationship with, somewhere in between friendship, dating and sex) and they had a serious talk (ha ha, as far as i remember they are having that serious talks abt how they are friends and nothing more all the time, but ending up having sex anyways). And that made me feel weird. I don’t get why she didnt answer my very 1st txt abt meeting up herself,why she let D. answer. Yeah he is my friend too, but it doesnt mean he can just grab the phone and answer me for her saying a LIE, that the reason i cant drop by is that she is feeling sick, while the true reason was him being there. wtf?

and secondly, she txted me today in the morning saying she needs to meet up and talk with me badly, that she n D. met the end. YEAH RIGHT. This “relationship” was dragging on for so long, that her statement abt the end just made me chuckle. Anyways, i told her that i can meet her over dinner, on wht she replied that maybe i should drop by her place coz she isnt feeling very well for going out. Was fine by me. Until now when she txted saying “we are going out to the japanese restaurant, when are u coming”.Excuse me?? wasnt she sick for going out?  I asked her that n she answered she got bored n asked if i am coming or not. What the hell? I wouldnt be making the drama now if she told about that earlier. And again “we are going out”. Im wondering which end exactly she n D. met.

‘m so sick of that unsaid stuff. whatever

March 8th, 2011

omgggggggg im a failureeee!!!

i decided to poach the very 1st egg in my life, but i FAILED. it was a mess in the pan, just slightly looking like a normal poached egg is supposed to look. =\