Why don't you get a life?

Thank you dad, I love you too. -_-

If my dad knew how much life I've got.

I hate it when I get told off when I've done nothing wrong. I just sat by Twitter last night after I actually had done my homework and talked with a friend of mine and he comes and askes me about school and just something that I can't answer to and he goes mad. Thank you very much. I had to go to bed at 10pm and just leave the people I was talking to. Since when did I go to bed before 11pm?

Urgh, and what I hate even more is that my parents always try to say: 'No I'm not mad at you, it's just that...' and then later they often try to hug me and say something wise.

I went to bed at 10pm as I said and there was like a storm outside, thunder and lightnings, etc. and I've got my roof-window so it sounds like a drum when it's raining and the lightnings were lightin up the room ever second minute. I don't get scared of those things, I just think it's cosy. But unfortuently I couldn't enjoy it just as much as I'd want to. I didn't cry. I've told myself never to cry again and yesterday it worked.

Urgh, yesterday was such a great day. I was in the right mood wich made everything so much better. I fooled around during the footballtraining and these things. It's just when I get home and argue with my parents I get so depressed.

I dreamed about this cutie last night. Oh my Gee, I love him. But mum woke me up before I really got to know him. FML. How the hell can people say that he's not beautiful? Because he is.

Good bye Killjoys, on sunday I'll try and buy the tickets for Rock for People. I'm gonna go there no matter what. Even if I have to go there on my own. Like I'll be 15 by then, I should be allowed to go on my own and my dad promised me that if MCR would come to Czech Republic, I would defenitly be there.

I sort of enjoy the fact that I'm misunderstood most of the time. That's fine.

I need to fix a header to the blog, like how interesting is it to just have the words? Not very much, indeed.

I'm planning to take a trip to the city today and take some photos, maybe I'll find something interesting. It will be rather boring to be alone, I could send some invetations but I forgot my phone at home. Stupid me, now when I've got the newer one I forget it... Why is that so typical me..?

Yesterday I got the FRIDA-magazine, I don't read so much in it but it's nice to know what going one, even though they don't write so much about the people I want to read about... But it's nice to have something Swedish to read. That reminds me about that I have to buy some new books when I go to Sweden next time (wich will be this summer). During some periods in my life all I do is reading, I love those times, I'm really in my own world.

About being in my own world I didn't dream anything tonight, hah, first time in five days. sometimes I feel like it's only in my dreams I live my life. Sick feeling.

I hate it when I look at the clock for the first time and it's only 8:15. That means it's long time 'til the lesson ends and I'm doing the wrong stuff. I shouldn't be writing during the lessons. Lucky me, my teacher doesn't know about it.

I really feel like having a barbie today (No not the doll, a BBQ). It was so long time ago and it should be time soon. Even though my family had this tradition in Sweden to not have a barbie before the 30th of April, that just doesn't work here in Czech Republic. It's warmer and earlier.

By the way - 30th of April is a date that means pretty much to me, it's Valborg (Valborgsmessoafton), and that has got some historical meaning but I don't care, it's also the day of the year when we for the first time of the year take our bikes, go to some friedns to the family and no matter the weather we have a barbie together. And I mean NO MATTER THE WEATHER.

So this is it from me for now!

Keep running!

I have to stop dreaming about the hockey! (All though it's pretty good)

This night was the second night I dreamed about the hockey/the guys. Tonight I dreamed anout some outside rink and I was there together with some of my Czech friends. We went out on the ice (with our shoes, I don't know why we didn't skate...) and met some guys from HC Pardubice, and then I had a black-out, and then we were standing next to the ice and I got abig wet kiss from one of the guys... hahaha, dreams, he was a good kisser though...

I bet you've heard enough about my dreams, I wish I had something more to say but I haven't, I'm not well enough to do anything funny and I'm well enough to get bored. I guess that tomorrow will be better. I really feel like walking around in the city and taking some photos (talking about walking, I think that Walker is a pretty nice surname...). Now I'll just chill out and then watch The Big C, I think that's one of the best series this year. Even though it's pretty sad I find it so adorable!

It's sad to tell you gals, but this is it for me today!

Bye!