Thank you so much to everyone who wished me a happy birthday. ^_^ *squishes and gives cookies*
Oh, bollocks. Forget about the Idols tryouts, I'm not going. I've enough to do tomorrow as it is, and... I don't really think it's worth it. <_<
A Good Year, starring Russell Crowe, is an excellent film. I'd been anticipating it to be good, but damn, the movie was funny, and witty, and dramatic, and all around lovely. My heartfelt recommendation
Further proof of my utter madness: I'm going to participate in the Idols try-outs with my sister. Oh, gods... <_<
I'll sing Toni Braxton's 'Un-break my heart' if I can learn it in time. If not, I'll just pick something from the notes that I've left from senior secondary. Now there's a variety of options...
Was playing badminton with Juhis (the friend guy who likes me). ^_^ 'Twas fun, even though I'm in a really bad shape and still feeling a bit shaky, and we decided to make it a regular hobby. So hopefully, we'll now be playing about once a week. I'll have to get a support thingy for my knee, but other than that, it should be fine, and I'll finally be able to develop my lungs, my motorics, and my body's co-ordination. Better late than never, eh?
Humm. Good mood. ^_^
Funny thing, this nanoing. I'm obsessed with wordcounts, and I think I'll continue to be for at least the rest of this month. It's like I have to express everything in as many words as possible, even though I know it won't count towards my Nano wordcount... o_O
Aw shit. Constant cold -> need to blow my nose a lot + winter -> dry skin => easy nosebleeds.
Bleh.
Is it a bad thing that I still get jealous when someone says something appreciative about Jukka? And especially if someone tries to touch his hair? :P I get all bristly, even if I don't show it entirely. Immediate reaction somewhere in my brain: "Mine!"
I wonder if it's a remnant of my feelings for him as his girlfriend, or if it can be attributed to the feelings of a close female friend.
Ack. I can't read, or generally see the stuff on the screen, very well, which means I can't write my nano. Gahgahgah. The opthalmologist put drops in my eyes which dilated my pupils and agh. ._.
I just hope their effect wears out soon, I'd like to get at least some writing done, and I sure would like to go to the anime evening.
*stab stab stabbity stab*
Brilliant. I managed to piss off my dad and, as is typical of him, he first shouted some and then went somewhere. For a walk or something. I don't know.
And I feel like crap, because while mom said I shouldn't feel guilty for him leaving, I kind of do. I feel like a lousy person, a lousy daughter, and just generally feel like crap.
I hate this shit.
Haha. Now this is amusing. I'm possibly getting a job that would only be for a couple of hours on Fridays - I've been exhanging e-mails with the employer, and hopefully would hear the final judgement today. That's all well and good.
But I just now also received a call about another job I'd applied to, and in case I got it, they would want me to work all week. So, I've got a dilemma.
I almost hope I wouldn't get the first job so I could go to an interview for the second with a clear conscience.
Girlytalk incoming.
I hate using a bra. I abhor those things. I admit, they're handy in preventing a very annoying bounce-bounce-
Oh, also: Since yesterday, I am the happy owner of the first season DVD box of House, MD. Though the translations sometimes suck.
Romance can wait.
I want to - need to - get better and at least somewhat stable first. Heck, I'll always be very deeply emotional and slightly neurotic, but it would be good to get some of it toned down. I want to develop a self-esteem before starting another relationship, or participating in any sort of courting rituals - assuming I can keep out of love long enough. Knowing myself, that probably is impossible.
There was a butterfly on my wall. o_O
Came in during the night, I suppose. The thing is, it didn't want to go back out. I caught it and tried to blow it off my finger and jump the aforementioned digit a little, and I tried this from the window in my room, the terrace, and the front door. Nothing.
(While I was at it, I took a picture. I mean, how often do you have in your hand a butterfly that's not trying to get away?) I finally got it out of the balcony door, but it didn't fly very far: It's currently sitting on the balcony floor and, apparently, not intending to go anywhere.
And here's the question: Should I have handled this differently? (I'm also afraid I might have damaged its wings while I was trying to catch it/make it leave, and that's the reason it's not flying. Harming a little creature while trying to help it - how ironic is that? Happens a lot in this world, though.)
*flash of insight* Maybe it was resting on my wall preparing to die, and I interrupted it, and now it's doing the same thing there? Butterflies are very short-lived, after all... :3
Hmm. Now it's gone. Ach, I don't know. <_<
I almost lost Maria (mm world domination tour). o_O
*nearly had a heart attack*
Once again, while taking a stroll down the memory line, I'm beginning to doubt myself. Did I reject them first? At some point, I came along with some of them. And then, I wasn't friends with them anymore. What happened? Was it my fault after all?
I am actually looking forward to my birthday this year, about a month from now. Shocking. It's not like I haven't looked forward to it before, it just... surprises me every time. The whole thing is silly anyway. It's like any other day, I merely happen to become juridically older. Big deal. o_O
Which makes me arranging a birthday party feel even more stupid. Ah well.