Oh pajamas

I love them. Got a new one today. Unfortunately though, I washed my hair and didn't let it dry fully, so I now look like this:

Also, can you tell that I've been enjoying Paint way too much these days?

Oh seriously

In order to distract myself from fussing over my hair too much (it makes me really really sad to see the old pictures with the pretty chocolate brown colour, I could weep right now) I will just write down my thoughts.
First of all, it's Sunday evening, finally. Yes, I said it, FINALLY, because unlike Rebecca Black, I just wanted this weekend to end. Seeing some people again, y'know. Dreams are just not the real deal.
And I want to have nice weather this week in order to be able to go swimming with my friends! (Because this kills hairdye, too.)
I shouldn't have spent so much money at the drugstore yesterday, though. I guess it was to compensate that bad haircut. And dye. And oh god, I know everything was going too well. I hate this so much right now. I just don't know if I'm able to go back there and complain about it because that'd just be rude. Ah, I don't know what to do! And if the bottle of dye doesn't reappear, I'll have wasted 10€, too. I just want this haircolour as fast as possible!

There you go, I couldn't suppress my thoughts anyway.

So much shit..

Has happened today! First we wrote the Italian text, which I think more or less did well in. Then we got the English test back, which I got an A in. All the while I had something stuck in my eye, which got in yesterday evening. Then we had Maths, which I really suck in, and I kinda got chosen as a guinea-pig for the PISA pre-test. In Maths. Oh gosh.
Then I went to the hospital, had that particle (which was yellow, WTF did that have to do in my EYE?!) removed (more or less scratched out) and my cornea tested by putting a slip of paper containing some sort of flourescent substance on it. Then she put creme into my eye. It's good now.

But still, what the heck, PISA-TEST? ON A DAY THAT WE'RE WRITING THE LATIN TEST? IT'S TOOO HARD. I'M BRINGING AUSTRIA DOWN EVEN FURTHER EGAAAAADS.

WHAT THE FUCK WAS I THINKING?

Introductional comic to start:

Well, to explain things, I was walking back from a conversation with my teacher, and was a bit confused, and then I saw Thomas. Of course he'd noticed me staring, so not really thinking all that much, I smiled at him. And then I waved and muttered something remotely sounding like 'Hello' in the WOBBLIEST VOICE EVER. I think he nodded back, but I didn't get all that much because as soon as he was one meter away from me, I started screeching and fastening my pace.

But that not being enough, while rehearsing the dance for Mardi Gras, I got to spend two hours with him.
Lo and behold, Thomas-swoon-textblock. [swoon]
Sooo, he is probably the cutest and funniest guy ever. EVER. He's mature, but at the same time has a perfectly childish attitude, too. He's tall, has long fingers, has a handsome face and beautiful hair. And he has such a sexy, deep voice. God, he could probably undress me with that voice. As a matter of fact, I'd jump him if I could and hump him right on the spot because he's so wonderful. I seriously seriously desire him. You know, shower fantasies and the likes. I'd even be content with hugging him. Just feeling his body, ahh, I'd die. And because it's always TMI-Tuesday for me, he makes for the best pantie-floods. He also makes for the best dreams, the best prayers and the best situations, which is why I found today quite funny to be honest.
[/swoon]

So there ya go, I haven't spoken of him in a long time, anyways :)

coding

holy feck. sorry i am incapable of typing correctly because i am on the verge of insanity. so i have to program a html-website and it is annoying me so hard. i just want it to look a bit like this: http://hanegasaki.piyo-piyo.org/ ; but all i can come up with is this:

so, i just want two nice tables next to each other, but they wont do what i want. i am considering smashing my pc. but i will just look at the source code and try to figure it out. oh dammit.

wish me luck, ill upload the final result as a zip later.

Call me badass

I just watched 2Girls1Cup, followed the hype and put up a yTube video. There ya go, I actually found it quite funny.


Yep, I know I'm cool. Hah.

ATTENTION: Love Rant!

I just came back from our school ball. Wow, that was a really good time. Except for the fact that I saw Thomas a lot. And I just wanted to dance with him, but I know he'd never. As well as he didn't even talk to me a single time. I'm really about to write a sad/confused/angry text to him. I just don't know. He's such a wonderful guy, and I've known one thing since the first time I'd seen him: He'd be perfect for me. Perfect in every way. You don't find guys that are so intelligent, polite and social these times. He doesn't smoke, has only recently drunk something for the first time with friends. He's funny, has a great smile and looks stunning in suits. He's really really good at school, always friendly to everyone and uses words before his fists.
The only thing he lacks is interest in girls. And I don't only mean me, I also mean the much prettier girls! Sone suspect that he's gay, but then again he could just tell ke, or couldn't he?
Well, if he talked to me I could ask him all those things and tell him what I think about him, but he ignores me (it almost feels like he's avoiding me!)

I'm actually at the end of my knowledge. I just don't know what to do at all anymore. Help me, quick!

(Apart from all the shit going on in my mind, it was an awesome time. We danced to old songs, barefoot because our shoes were murderous. A few teachers were there and rocked the dancefloor. There was a disco upstairs, but it was really too loud for me there. Even though Thomas happened to be upstairs for the rest of the evening, we stayed downstairs and danced. Oh god I fucking love him. Stupid assbastard. I fucking fell in love with him when I was in FIFTH GRADE!!)

I don't like Halloween.

No,seriously, I don't get what all the hype is about. Dressing up, going out and collecting shit (or if you don't get shit, throw poo at those mean, mean persons).
I DON'T like all that stupid stuff. That's why I'm staying at home today (or rather because I'm watching movies with my mum). And I fucking hate collecting sweets. OH YES FATTIE BOY GO EAT SOME MORE TWINKIES IT'S NOT LIKE YOU'VE ALREADY HAD 20000 BILLION OTHER SWEETS TODAY.
And I'm a nervous wreck by the time this shit is over. Too many horror movies, too many scary stories, and even though nobody around here is decorating as extensively as they do in the US, too much Halloween stuff.

Please, do go away and leave me alone in my despair. FOR FUCKS SAKE HALLOWEEN IS BULLSHIT.

Just as I thought school was gonna be okay, somebody wiped his ass with my hopes and decided to completely fuck up our timetable. Goodbye joy, hello I'M FUCKING KILLING MYSELF IF THIS DOESN'T STOP!
Anybody wanting to help me blow up the school? (jk, but then again MAYBE NOT.)

Also, there are too many mosquitoes here. I killed FIVE today. FIVE. In MY ROOM. I have stings on my face, hands, feet (SOLES!), arms, kneecaps, EVERYWHERE. I am in rage.


For something more pleasurable:



If you can do this, marry me. Awesome. Kthxbai.

Holiday Mechanics.

I kind of noticed something weird. Whenever there's nothing to do, I am much less productive and don't want to for example post at my blog, or read a book, or do ANYTHING at all. Back at school however, I'm all like 'GAAHBLOGPOSTINGANEWBOOKREADITGOOUTFORAWAAALK!!!' even though there's no time for all that. And this is why my grades suffer, simply because everything else is more interesting (except for Arts, and things about art history which I find highly interesting. And it's probably the only subject where I raise my hand more than once a month. I'm this lazy and uninterested, yes.)

And you know, I'm already thinking it should be July again. Even though SCHOOL JUST STARTS TOMORROW AND THAT'S FUCKING ANNOYING RAAAAAGGGHHHHJHHAGSAGHDGGAKLGIHANEGVN!! (excuse the Angry German Kid KeyBoardSlayingEdition™ here.)

Problems.

I won't be able to post at this or any other blog until the 22. because my internet has decided to go all anal and just kill any free MBs I had left. That also means I won't continue the 30 Music Meme (which makes me really sad.)
And I won't be online, respond to any comments and stuff.
From the 25. until the 1. I'm going to be in Italy, so that's another week I'm not gonna be here.

Did I tell you that I'm close to freaking out and that I want to smash my internet? Oh well, see you on the 2.9.2010! <.<

Still sick, darlings.

I didn't even want to use my PC at all this week. And I've stayed at home and continued playing Ace Attorney Investigations. Almost finished :D (I developed a HUGE fandom for Edgey this week. He's awesome!)
Being ill is BORING. I could do nothing but lie around and cough and sneeze. Then my ear started to hurt and we went to see a doctor, turns out that I got a middle ear inflammation and bronchitis. Well, I have to take pills and stuff, and on Monday we have to go there again, but I think on Tuesday I'll be all fit to go to school again.

So, I'm gonna eat something now and then maybe play a bit Sims.

Near death experience?

First of all, I'm sorry for not coming on yesterday, but I just couldn't use the PC. I must've caught the flu or something, because my throat is sore, I feel dizzy all the time and I want to puke.
So, I've been lying in bed and playing Ace Attorney Investigations: Miles Edgeworth (that's the correct name, right?!) all day.
Mum says I'll have to stay at home tomorrow if it doesn't get better, but the problem is that they're taking the yearbook photos tomorrow. Well, it'll turn out bad either way, because if I don't show up there won't be a photo, and IF I show up, I won't have washed hair and a clean face, because I couldn't wash my hair since the cold will only get worse when my hair's wet.

SO EVERYTHING'S SHIT AND I'M HIGHLY ANNOYED AND STINKY AND SICK. Fuck you, life!

Wuuut ze fackk.

As you can tell, my dear readers, I am CONFUSED. And really pissed off. And annoyed. Oh well, you know me.
Anyways, assmunchbitch (that's her real name, I swear!) fell in love (?) with Thomas (?!) and I might definitely will kill her now. (!!)
That's making me really aggressive, but I'm trying to ignore her as good as possible. And my friends do as well.

So, excuse the idiotic and angry post, but I've got to spend two more hours in this stupid sanitarium.
Kenny, MSN on Saturday afternoon?

I am fucking annoyed.

By my wonderful Biology/Physics teacher. For not telling us what is going to come in the test, for even making the test and for existing.
And it's the fact that I have to learn on a WEEKEND, A FUCKING WEEKEND, that pisses me off enough to have death-fantasies of her DYING PAINFULLY!

I do not want to. I really do not want to. What do I need to know about nerves and hormones anyway? Just continue to the Sex Ed. already, and you can make the whole class happy. But no, hating on us and teaching us this pure SHIT is what she does. And then she wonders why no one likes her. Bitch, please.


/emorant.

I HAVE NO LIFE.

CHOP SU-EY OF THE WEEEEK:
http://www.crayola.com/

Thank you, Matt >:C

I ♥ Glee!

I found out about that show when I read in simgaroop's journal. And today I watched it on hulu.
It's awesome. Germany should TOTALLY buy the rights!
I felt a chill running down my spine when I listened to:




And if we are already talking to my spine, I had to stay at home today because I couldn't sleep at night, everything hurt as fuck. Now I'm hoping it's nothing bad, since that was (and is) just painful, awful and terrible. I don't wish anyone to have to stay at home under those circumstances.

Now I'm just hoping I will be well soon.

HEY!! HEEEEEEEYYY!!

You know thaat I'm watching you, RIGHT?
Yes son, you'd better stop what yer doing now.


Okay, basically I have a request for you.
I need more readers. Get me someone that'll read, post comments and this.
Tell your friends. Or your grandma (which would be epically awesome.).

BECAUSE I FEEL.
IGNOOOORED.

HAI GUISE!

I have a rant to tell!
Ok, prepare for a post full of hatred, anger and the want to smash everything around me:

Guess what I had to do yesterday? Come on, you know it.
I give you a hint.
I could play it for one month. ONE FUCKING MONTH.
Without having to reinstall everything and waste 3 hours on it.
Right, you have it. The Sims 2.
I hate that game. With all the passion of my flaming heart. But yet, I cannot even THINK OF quitting to play it.
So what do I do? Reinstall, of course, wasting 3 PRECIOUS hours of my NERD-LIFE!
And then..THE BIG MOMENT.. I am slowly touching the mouse, move the cursor towards the little 'The Sims 2 Apartment Life'-icon, double-click it and wait..

NOTHING HAPPENS.
I fired up the Task-Manager and clicked the fucking icon again. I watched the process pop up, saw that the CPU heightened, sank and then the process vanished.

Great. Now, what does the semi-computer-savvy-Su do? Delete her Sims folder and let the game create a new one.
Yep, you're right, game. Suddenly it opened like it always did.

I am kind of suspecting Numenor's Scriptorium to bash my game, so I am testing whether it is installed right now or it's not and thus kills my game next.

Damn that shit. DAMN IIITTTT.



Okay, rant over, off to something new:
I found a band which sounds genius. Phantom Planet. God, I guess I am the last person on earth to discover Phantom Planet, because the name sounds so 'tabloids-everyone-knows-and-listens-to-them'.
BUUUT.
They are nice.