My feelings are more important than yours (2)

mum bought me this lovely scarf :)

I have to tell you that I've defenitely not been into the blogosphere lately. I can't tell you I've been busy, because I haven't... Not more than normal. I've got three more days of school next week and then it's time for holidays. There's really nothing to tell, my life has only been about finishing the last pieces of schoolwork and relaxing. I've been spending some time drawing though...

Ever since I was little I've enjoyed drawing. I think I'm finally getting into it again. Someday, when I find my old sketchbooks from fourth grade, I'll show you what I used to do.

My feelings are more important than yours

Things are back to normal. But what is 'normal'

I press create a new post and the I'm not really sure what to write. I've had a lot of things to do and I haven't really wanted to write it down.

Firts of all: Coke makes me sick. From now, I'm only gonna drink Pepsi! and yes, there is a huge differance! Pepsi is first of all much taster and doesn't make me feel sick.

Yesterday I had a parents meeting in school. I'm not gonna tell you so much about it except that I hate it so much I'd rather die than go to another one! Why do I have to go through this two times a year!? Seriously!?

I drawed Frank. No, I'm not going to post the pic here... It has been all over my social networks and it's impossible to miss it. And it doesn't even look like Frank! No wonder noone like it on FaceBook.

I've realized how useless I am in English. I hate the fact that I'm not from an English speaking country. I haven't even been in one! (LIES! I've been to the US twice.) I also called my mum a carrot.

I'm getting used to Twitter now. I've been totally additicted for one and a half month and I don't see how I could survive without it before.

I've just found an old memorycard with photos from last summer and I'm pretty much in ecstasy because it brings back some great memories. Maybe I should make a post with only photos from last summer :') *tears of joy* I miss my Ida so much! *cries*

That has to be it folks!

If you could choose who you want to be, would you choose yoursefl?

Hi everybody!

I've been away for a while. Blogger hasn't been working for me in a couple of days. The latest couple of days have been good and so has the weekend. Sunday evening was the only time I was feeling really bad. I'm not quite sure what to say... so here's a small list of what I've been up to these days:

• I've finally bought the ticket to Rock for People. I'm going there with Lada. a person on facebook told me she wasn't going because Czech people think MCR is emo and are going to throw tomatoes and eggs on them... If someone does I'll smahs their faces! Trust me!
• I've been out on a bike trip around Pardubice. It was nice.
• I didn't play touch rugby last weekend, wich was pretty sad. Noone showed up!
• It's snowing white stuff from the trees that makes me sneeze.
• I change the name and the URL to the blog, you might have noticed... I'm who6 again.
• I'm Freja again. After that Dylan said he love my name I couldn't help liking it too. lol. And I am the godess of love accoring to the Nordic Mythology!
• I fell off the chair three times last night when I was talking to Pixie and Ali. Are they funny or are they funny?

I think that's pretty much it. I'm have to get back in the blogosphere soon again.

Not today thoguh...

Bye!

The newer me

I'm alright with this. Alright... nah, I pretty much L-O-V-E it! :D

A little bit of yesterday...

Yesterday was one of the most random days in my life, nothing seemed to go as planned...

I ended 45 minutes earlier because... I'm not quite sure... I stayed in town because I was going to the hairdresser at 3:30pm. I went to McDonalds because I had to ahve something to eat or I'd die and I got a hamburger (I hate McDonalds ><) and blah, blah. They give away free mugs over there! Then I still had some time over until I was going to the hairdresser so I walked really slow but I'm a little bit weird so I speed up without knowing it. So I walked around the block a couple of times before I went into the hairdresser (10 minutes before the time I had booked ><) but she was alright with that and I said what colour I wanted (Well I didn't say "sassy, Gerard Way red" but I told her I wanted it really red) but she didn't have the colour I wanted so I got some less intensive red colour. But I went like "What the hell...?" and she dyed darker red, wich I'm pretty pleased with but then she styled it really weird so I looked like someone from the seventies. (asdfghjklWTF?!?!?!) Then when I was done I walked to the busstation and waited for the next no12 and I jumped on it and enjoyed the ride. Not very much. I almost fell over three times in the corners. lol. As the bus got to Cerna za Bory it didn't want to go any longer and I had to get off. From Cerna za Bory it's a 2 km walk to my village. Nice. So, still looking like someone from the eventies I walked home. With my earphones plugged in and Kill All Your Friend on replay I walked... And got home. Finally! I thought and found my mum and my sister in the garden, sitting in the sun eating chocolate... What a family I've got, huh? Then I "studied" for a while... Which was horribly boring so I did as always and spent the evening on Twitter.

Later on the eveing Seden faced Germany in the quarter final and I watched it. But only the first two periods I had to go to bed. I found out next moring that Sweden had won with 5:2. I want to belive in the Swedish boys this year. If they'd claim the gold medal I'll cry! but first they'll have to face Czech Republic. Oh no, now my personality will get split again. As it does every single time Sweden faces Czech Republic. I'd get really happy if the Czechs would win this year again too but I belive in the Swedes this year and I want them to win more. (I know that Ida has stopped reading now... heh xD)

I've told you that music is my drug, but now I've got a new drug-dealer. Lol, Ida, I love all the songs you sent me! I'll soon be needing more *evilface*

I slow did a huge misstake the last day and promised Robin that I'd let him dye my hair brown >< (fanfanfanfanfanfanfan I don't look good in brown hair) lol, but I gues I'll have to keep my promises to him. I broke one of them two days ago.

I look weird nowadays. Fact. ;)

I'll talk to you later...

I've got some bad habbits

I put on some make-up...

Today was great, I got home happy and mum had made some good food and I was really happy and so on... I went up to the computer and found an e-mail from my friend filled with goodies and as I sat here trying to study, I put on some make-up beacue I was bored and then Frank tweeted (and my whole timeline gets raped, lol) and somehow when I read the name Frank Iero I began to cry, still not sure why. I feel really empty right now and I did something I've told myself that I'd never ever do again. It's just that I can controll the physical pain but not the mental pain. Hope that my mum won't notice and I'll have to wear long sleeves tomorrow.

Things are under controll, I know that you'll think I'm really fucked up but I promise it won't happen again! Oh, and how are you gonna know I'll keep that promise, well, I'm not sure I will though.

I hope noone will find this and go like "You fucking emo" fisrt of all emo is a lable and lables are for soup cans and second of all: This blog is my diary, I write what I want.

Please don't hate me!

Alright.

Tomorrow I will be off to the hairdresser and dye it red and cut it off. (I shouldn't be using the word cut.)

It will be the mistake of my life or the best thing I've ever done.

Here I go again.

I know I said I'd take away the blog, but during that moment I was pretty depressed and now I've decided that there'se no idea, I'd create another one directly anyway... It's a pity I can never be just fine with something, always going like 'bye this, bye that' hmpf.

I'm heading for the hair-dresser on Wednesday... I'm gonna have it SASSY RED and a bit shorter, I think I'll look good. It will be the mistake of my life or the best thing I've ever done.

I'm back in Pardubice after a week in Cesky Krumlov, sure it was a nice town but I seriously think I've seen one castle too many. In Cesky Krumlov we met a friend of my dad and it was pretty funny when he went like:

"Where did you study English"

And I went like: "In school, like everyone else... Why?"

"Because you've got a American accent"

And if someone says I've got an American accent I die. That's the worst thing that can happen. I was freaking out, trying to put on my British accent (because my Aussie one is not good enough yet) but it only got worse. So in the end I just shut up. I wasn't worth taking if I can't speak propperly. Uhm.

Right now, I'm trying to get myself together, I'm sitting in my pyjamas and it's 7:40pm, what's wrong with me...? and I'm not planning to do anything about it either. lol. Urgh another of these horrible blog-posts of mine, I'm sorry.

Urgh, the evening just got worse, I need to talk with someone...

Bye

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The advantage of being a depressed opitmist (Spain)

Now, you're gonna watch some photos, and just some of those I took in Spain.

great start with me and sis, right? ;)

I want one of those, so bad.

Madrid

So, I seriously don't feel like doing anything more today with this, I guess it will be a Spain part 2 comming up...

New header.

Finally something I'm pleased with, I'm actaully fine with it for once.

I'm a little bit too busy to write more.