(ooc: 10 points post.)Because everyone else have told about their "secret project"-things already, I thought that it would be the best if I do my first entry about my project too. So, I'm SevenLines' inside journalist and I'm writing (almost) everything what happens behind the scenes. I will post some pictures too so if you have some particular ( Read more... )

..My mom called me. She said that someone has sent flowers and letter (which smelled like perfume) to their mailbox. Yeah, it isn't a big deal but the letter was adressed to me.. I know that my brother died for laughing when he heard about this..

They should know that I'm a boy and that they shouldn't send flowers for them. I don't even like

Feels like headache would be coming, I hate Sundays and I have so much things to do but right now I do not want to even think about anything school-related stuff, my teacher may hate me because of that but I don't care.. I don't want to practise my songs either because I practised them yesterday and Friday and I remember all the lyrics and such ( Read more... )

..Great. I got a phonecall from home. My brother told me that he had bought both of my CD:s and now they can't listen anything else because our beloved little rascal doesn't want to hear anything else than my songs.. And if I understood right, that rascal have told all of his friends that I'm his uncle and how he knows someone who is famous ( Read more... )

..I don't want to say anything about those pictures.

What the hell was that magazine?! I do not even want to know how they can get pictures like that and more importantly, why they send them to us!? I'm sure about that they are out of their minds ( Read more... )

Is it really that hard to believe if I say that you can't go to my room then you can't go there? My brother called and told me that one of my guitar is broken because that one little idiot wanted to try how great guitarist he is.. Fortunately it wasn't my best one, since I took it with me when I left from home but that doesn't mean it I'm relieved ( Read more... )

I did it. 50 piece of chocolate, 50 White Day cards.. I say this now: Before next year I don't want to see anything that reminds chocolate. You hear me, nothing ( Read more... )

I still can't believe that I will get away from here.. My mum drives me crazy by asking things like "Do you have all those clothes?" and "Did you eat already? You don't know when you will get food next time.." And the list goes on ( Read more... )

It's very nice to know that tomorrow I can be away from home for a little while.. I can't stand this house anymore, my brother is annoying and my mother asks too much about things which doesn't belong to her. And I don't even start about that little rascal.. Seriously, how difficult it is to realize that he can't go to my room without permission? I ( Read more... )

Great, I woke up middle of the night and now I can not sleep anymore.. Fortunately, there is no school tomorrow. I can sleep when everyone else are away from home.