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Hey. I just wanted to let you know that I'm a fully-grown eval pirate by now because I MANAGED to delete THE icon which was bothering me for like 100 years but I never actually succeeded in deleting it. But now I did it. Kneel before me cause I am THAT great & mighty & powerfull! ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!
You're not ruling my life any longer, sucker. Haha!
And I like the new one muuuuuuuuuuuuuch more. My Freddie. Ah so cute. <3 I told you I DO love Olaf Priol, didn't I.
And I really do believe my internet connection is in fact trying to drive me mad. Today she's (yeah, it's a girl, her name is Monica, shortened to Moni in general) like quitting every 10 seconds and when she's not doing that she's like hanging herself for the next hour AND I CAN TELL YOU THAT CAN MAKE YOU WANNA DO THINGS YOU WOULDN'T THINK ABOUT NORMALLY.
It kinda suits my mood of today quite well because I was loaded as well at school. It's just another Monday on which I thought "Hey guys, nice you had an amazing weekend but why the hell does none of you think of asking me if I'd like to join you in some things?" I mean I have a car, I can drive, you call my one of your "friends" so how does it fit that you always forget to ask me if I'd like to spent some time with you? Why is it me sitting here all weekend alone with nothing to do? Sorry, I don't like mocking about everything like that but it really gets me off the edge.
There's only few things more in the world worse than that, you know, one of them being de-fredded for example.
When I entered the living room yesterday evening I found my parents there, watching a new Tatort (that's a quite famous crime series in Germany btw) and I just asked them what it was about. My dad told me: "Well, it's a sad one ... it's about lost children, dead children ... twins." Just the last word made me sit down immedately. I only watched like the last 30 minutes but it was enough for me. I got to know that there was a pair of twins, girls. There names were Lena and Sarah. I had difficulties holding myself together. Lena. Much like Leia. Isn't it. They were brought to Germany because they were orphans and two different families wanted to adopt them. So they were seperated. Another strike. And than ... Lena died. Because of fiever or some other illness. But she died. And the woman who adopted her ... her name was Eva. Eva. Of all names there are. Eva.
The other twin, Sarah, was "kidnapped" and was meant to be carried back to the country she came from (I believe it was something like the Czech Republic or Russia, but I'm not sure about it, doesn't matter anyways.) but the police was able to save her. And while one police officer took her away she was just saying this one word, the name of her twin. "Lena."
Today I ate lunch, together with my mother, she was asking me if everything was ok and so on. I just told her "yesterday's movie made me sad." - "Even now?" - "..." - "It's the little girls?" - "..." - "umm well ... don't be sad anymore."
She just won't understand. This peculiar feeling down my stomach, down my heart, down my soul - this feeling could kill me right away.
You're not ruling my life any longer, sucker. Haha!
And I like the new one muuuuuuuuuuuuuch more. My Freddie. Ah so cute. <3 I told you I DO love Olaf Priol, didn't I.
And I really do believe my internet connection is in fact trying to drive me mad. Today she's (yeah, it's a girl, her name is Monica, shortened to Moni in general) like quitting every 10 seconds and when she's not doing that she's like hanging herself for the next hour AND I CAN TELL YOU THAT CAN MAKE YOU WANNA DO THINGS YOU WOULDN'T THINK ABOUT NORMALLY.
It kinda suits my mood of today quite well because I was loaded as well at school. It's just another Monday on which I thought "Hey guys, nice you had an amazing weekend but why the hell does none of you think of asking me if I'd like to join you in some things?" I mean I have a car, I can drive, you call my one of your "friends" so how does it fit that you always forget to ask me if I'd like to spent some time with you? Why is it me sitting here all weekend alone with nothing to do? Sorry, I don't like mocking about everything like that but it really gets me off the edge.
There's only few things more in the world worse than that, you know, one of them being de-fredded for example.
When I entered the living room yesterday evening I found my parents there, watching a new Tatort (that's a quite famous crime series in Germany btw) and I just asked them what it was about. My dad told me: "Well, it's a sad one ... it's about lost children, dead children ... twins." Just the last word made me sit down immedately. I only watched like the last 30 minutes but it was enough for me. I got to know that there was a pair of twins, girls. There names were Lena and Sarah. I had difficulties holding myself together. Lena. Much like Leia. Isn't it. They were brought to Germany because they were orphans and two different families wanted to adopt them. So they were seperated. Another strike. And than ... Lena died. Because of fiever or some other illness. But she died. And the woman who adopted her ... her name was Eva. Eva. Of all names there are. Eva.
The other twin, Sarah, was "kidnapped" and was meant to be carried back to the country she came from (I believe it was something like the Czech Republic or Russia, but I'm not sure about it, doesn't matter anyways.) but the police was able to save her. And while one police officer took her away she was just saying this one word, the name of her twin. "Lena."
Today I ate lunch, together with my mother, she was asking me if everything was ok and so on. I just told her "yesterday's movie made me sad." - "Even now?" - "..." - "It's the little girls?" - "..." - "umm well ... don't be sad anymore."
She just won't understand. This peculiar feeling down my stomach, down my heart, down my soul - this feeling could kill me right away.