Life as a teenager is like the best thing that could ever have happened to me like HOLEY CRAP i don’t want to be an adult and have responsibility and a job and…meh.
Friday (FUN FUN FUN FUN) I had my last day of school on which I had to actually work and deliver the last few things and then I went partying.
I love life as it is now, omg. Even though some this could be a whole lot different.
Yesterday was a grillpartay and tomorrow I am leaving Vienna with my class for a whole week to have fun with…sports and stuff? Whatever, I’m in a room with 2 of my best friends and well…let’s see what exciting things are coming my way ;)
Good luck with all of your last exams and work, kids!
If I have any internet, IMMA WRITE HERE, SO HIDE YO KIDS, HIDE YO WIFE, COZ IMMA RAPIN THEM ALL.
And if not I’m gon die.
Is it very decadent of me to have a real gold-plated 24 carat USB-stick? And renaming it to “toilet-lid”?
Yes, it’s just a USB-stick. And it’s gold-plated.
And I renamed it to toilet-lid.
Is this decadent?
Holy catfood, I’ve finally been eating today.
Like…since 2 weeks I wasn’t really feeling any hunger or didn’t have any appetite or anything and now, holy crap, NOW, I just had a great midnight snack.
Or rather 1-o’clock-snack since it’s nearly 1 am here.
Is it just me or does parmesan taste like 10 times better at night?
Anyways, let us hope I’ll feel better after this now.
And have enough strength for math tomorrow.
Wish me luck!
I don’t know if I can call it good news or rather bad news, but I finally found out what kind of mental condition I really have.
I am not going to post it openly here on the internet for everyone to read, but on the other hand it simply is no secret that I am, in fact, “not right in the head”. Everyone knows I’m depressive, so who would even care.
Nevertheless I am not going to explain, but this news was so weird for me…this realisation…when that one wikipedia-article exactly describes what you have. It’s horrible. And it really was not nice to read about all that.
I talked to my dad about it and stuff, so at least I have someone to talk to…and my friends are horribly understanding.
But maybe I’m just overreacting and making a bigger thing out of all this than I should.
I don’t know.
I hope all of my readers are doing better than me :)
I love you
Have you ever met someone
And they’re so fucking perfect in every way.
And maybe they aren’t perfect to everybody, but to you they’re just absolutely amazing.
The way they laugh and smile and talk and think and look and just everything about them and everything they do just keeps amazing you.
And you really hope they read this…