Okay, so, yesterday I was checking out my possibilities. Like, what I Can study when High School is over. And I Think I found the perfect thing for me to study: Music science! <3
Personal Disasters
So, it’s been a while mr. Text Post. I can’t really say Im sorry, ‘cause I have’nt been in the mood for writing about my personal disasters.
Whatsoever, I wanna share a few “personal disasters” with you. Im gonna make it as short as possible, but.. bear with me please?
Once I went to this party, well, by that I mean; it was a “gaming-night” (Geeky, I know) supposed to be only for humans with pitos and eggs. But of course! - It never hurts to crash a party, or in this case a “Gaming-night”. So 2 of my best friends and I, crashed in, all dressed up and of course, that was when the “gaming-night” was turned into a party.
There was this guy. Daniel Fodor. He is one of those guys who charms you, blinds you with his looks, make you laugh with his fantastic sense of humor, and flatters you with a perfect personality. Well, at least thats the only things you see when you meet him for the first time. But the second time, you see it’s not all perfection that covers the atractive atmosphere that lays upon him and around him. The third time, you’re already caught in his, unfair, daring and absolutely irresistable games.
Thats what happened. We we’re about to be a couple. But, then, Mexico bumbed into my life, and we decided to let it wait until I would return.
And what happens next? I log into facebook and the only thing I see in the news feed is that Tenna (my very bestfriend) just announced that she’s in a relationship with Daniel Fodor. (Tak)
Punch me in my face and call me totally stupid and brainless. Great huh?
But the funniest thing is, that although my best friend is with the guy Im totally in love with, Im still happy. And how weird is that?. Im not crying, Im not even mad at any of them. I wonder why Im not reacting differently?
Hopefully I have a date this upcomming weekend. - With Mr. Alcohol.
Another personal disaster! My knee totally got raped by a giraffe! No kidding. I had to go to the ER and get a specialist to take some x-rays and do a lot of other painful shit with my knee. And thats how I ended up with the big black sexy thingy on my leg. I posted a picture of it a few days ago.
It’s 01:07. Im gonna go remove my make-up and brush my teeth.
End of todays shot of… disasters. And well, I guess I just gotta let go.

XOXO