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!!)

Um..I made something.

And because it belongs in my music blog, go look at it there!

I want your love and I wanna take a ride on your disco stick.

You can avoid Lady GaGa standing next to your bed tonight just by clicking this little link!

I think my mask of sanity is slipping..

Quoting American Psycho here, I think I'm getting weird.
Today I woke up and (that's a bit disgusting) having had my period really strong tonight, I bled on the floor and just stood there for a minute, not knowing what to do. I figured it out, though and came back to wipe the blood, the only thought on my mind being ''If somebody sprayed Luminol here, you'd think I murdered someone.''
Then I continued reading my book, even though I was really tired after having only slept for 6 hours.
When I finally finished it and was starting to fall asleep, my mum was making ruckus. I think I even heard a male voice, but then again I could have imagined it.
Oh yeah, did I tell you that I've been having hallucinations? Nothing bad, just seeing silhouettes standing in the kitchen when I walk by, or hearing breathing noises next to me when I'm alone in the room. I'm not even scared by that anymore <.<
Well, now I'm sitting here and my hands still smell like garlic, even though I've gone totally OCD and scrubbed them with soap like five times. And I made food with garlic in it YESTERDAY.
And my back hurts. And my mood is as bad as it could get.

And my cat bit my hand, but it was more like a nibble and it was really cute, she's been sleeping next to me all day and is my little baby ♥

Ohshi-

Never. I repeat. NEVER look at Joshua Hoffine's photos. You don't know how scary his pictures of childhood fears are. And if you didn't fear something before, you certainly do after looking at them. SCAAARY.

Anyways, no progress in the Thomas-case. It is sad, but I'm shy. Or cowardly. (Anal, Kenny.)

Have to go, I won't be here until tomorrow evening.

Spending the free time at school. Yays.

Our German teacher is a lazy person. (It seems like every teacher I tell you about is awful, which is definitely the truth.) She wants US to spend our BELOVED FREETIME in the library because SHE DOESN'T WANT TO WORK!
Bitch. Oh please. Anyways, days are relaxed and wonderful. Except for me not being able to talk to Thomas, since I am so anal and shy. (Imagine me sitting there, talking to my friends, he walking by, me saying 'G'Morning' and then shrieking like a banshee. Ohwee. Whatashit.)

Aneewayz, there is some 5th grade-9th grade- buddy- thingy at our school, and he was one of them. Now Jana thought it would be a good idea to ask him about this, seeing as we're the EDIT: 9th next year she thought I should ask about that.

Good idea, y/y?

What I loved this year; or; My personal Favourites!

Since this year is running away from me AGAIN, I guess it's time to make some kind of HOTLIST before I forget it.


Games I liked this year:
Professor Layton 1 & 2  (Definitely my favourite games this year. Untopped.)
Rhythm Paradise  (It was great fun and gave me the opportunity to get some rhythm. Tick - Tack - Ba - Da- Bump!)
Phoenix Wright: Trials And Tribulations (It does count, well, does it? I guess I played it this year!)

Albums I liked this year:
Billy Talent III - Billy Talent  (Do I have to add anything else?)
The Trick To Life - The Hoosiers  (♥)
The Resistance - Muse  (Great soundtrack for this winter!)
Rise The Dead - Phantom Planet  (Also awesome for good times!)
Far - Regina Spektor  (A little unusual for Miss Spektor, but it is thoughtful and made with love.)

Songs I particularly liked:
Lucky - Jason Mraz & Colbie Caillat (Yes, I haven't known this song for long, but I think it's cute.)
Oedipus - Regina Spektor  (I don't want to add anything.)
City Song - Emmy The Great (The whole album pretty much rocks!)

Books:
Veronika Decides To Die - Paolo Coelho  (This book is poetic and lovely. And teaches you about life.)
I Thought I Was A Panther - Paola Mastrocola  (If you are a duck but nobody tells you you are one, what are you really? Or what do you think you are?)
Tales Of Mystery And Imagination - Edgar Allen Poe  (This might be 200 years late, but this book is very thrilling. Awesome.)


I has finally developed my Alternative-Attitude. I won't go back to the mainstream :D

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.