Jesus! My mom's birthday party. Never. Again.

Yesterday, I nearly died baking Iced Cookies. And I was still ill at that point. Today's...better, but not perfect. And guess who has to do most of the work? Not to mention all the stuff my grandparents wanted. I love them, really, but hell, they can be annoying!

Writing that weird letter for them to some Indian girl, checking for train connections, helping with the cakes (no matter how awesome they are...), setting the tables, making sure my grandparents don't do anything stupid while they're here, taking pictures (seriously, wtf? who needs pictures?), calling my sister, running after my brother and telling him to move his ass, opening the front door cause apparently no-one else of the 12 people in the room is able to do that, watching out for the dogs... and this whole thing just started 45 minutes ago! This'll all get worse when my cousin comes here - with her two kids. Or, well, usually that would be kinda the upside, cause I love playing with them (especially when it's just one of them, cause as soon as it's two, everything ends in tears o.O) but since I'm still a bit ill that's out of the question.

So yeah. Here I am, retreating to my room while I can. Cause two other friends of my mom just arrived and there weren't enough chairs - so, yet again, guess who has to make room?

Anyway. Essays. I really wouldn't mind doing the German one, but it's about a shortstory I totally hate, cause it's exactly about the opposite of my opinion about life in general so yeah. Not so much fun. And we can't even critizise the whole thing. Or at least not in more than one or two sentences. And I'm rambling...again. Not like anyone's going to read this or actually be interrested in reading this, but I just gotta write it down o.O Yeah, whatever.

I started watching Heroes again, cause I want to read Mylar again, but gotta get into the mood first. I'll just watch season 1 though, cause I kinda hate season 2 now. I can't stand the sight of Maya - why the heck didn't she die?! Not. fair.

Oh and there the doorbell goes. My cousin, I guess. So much for my time.

Cheers!

Hey there!

So yeah, school sucks. Especially when you have to catch up on two days cause you were ill. Two days that, yet again, include many essays. Seriously, what happened to answering questions like "What does the author want to express with this shortstory?" or "Describe your summer holidays, and this time remember to use more adjectives" or "Underline the sentences that tell you something about the developement of our society." No, we have to write essays. About everything. Argh!

Luckily we don't really have school Thursday and Friday so I guess I can catch up on a lot of work then. I'd do it today, but it's my mom's birthday and she has, like, two partys going on which really doesn't help. I'd stay at home tomorrow, but that just totally complicates things. And I got english. I want to go to school because of English! I'm pathetic o__o

Really weird thing? I'm in the Advanced English Course, right? There's this girl sitting next to me. And she bloody can't speak, write or understand English. I mean, her English is worse than that of my friends who are all in the normal English courses. I don't have a clue what she's doing there. At least it's a way to improve my beta'ing. Which, in itself, is weird cause whenever I write a fanfic I let someone beta it. Then again, that's a bit different from school stuff. I always beta my friends' homework when I have time :D

Anyway! I just realized how early it actually is. Well, early for me. And my writing sucks today. Another strange thing. Sometimes I can write just about everything and it even sounds good, and sometimes I can't write a single good sentence in a huge text. Not so great when you have an exam, but oh well. I'm totally writing crap here. Probably distracting myself from homework. I can see through my own, unconscious distracting methods! Which usually doesn't stop me from using them.

Okay, totally random post here!
But since it's so random...

LEVERAGE! Woohoo! It's ACE.

Chris Kane is just awesome in it. And the guy who plays Alec. I can see soooo much Eliot/Alec potential *smirks*. The pilot kicks ass!

Cheers!

ETA: And yet again, there's the downside of being able to speak English dangling in front of my face. Guess who has to try and understand what the letter of some Indian girl, who obviously isn't particularly good at it, says. And guess who has to reply? Worst thing is that I have to write in some kind of simple english. And me trying to write letters so that girl can understand it...is just awful. Don't try it at home ;)And now my English is even worse cause I just wrote the damn thing and am stuck in my bad-english-mind.

But! We have cake. Like, enormous, gorgeous, delicious cake. That's why I love my sister. It's called Schwarzwälder Kirschtorte, by the way. No clue whether it actually exists anywhere else!

hello there!

did i mention i'm ill? i think so. or didn't it? oh who cares.
so i AM ill. and it's not nice. well, to be honest it's much better than yesterday and wednesday (although i'm on drugs so my perception might be a bit off). it began on tuesday evening (which was fun! wee! - okay, drugs, ignore me.), i had a bit of a sore throat, and later on i felt really sick and dizzy and all. but as i like living in denial, i decided to sleep a night over it, cause it'd probably be gone in the morning. yeah right.
when i woke up i had a sore throat like whoa, couldn't swallow, couldn't breathe properly and was feeling totally sick. all in all pretty aweful. so i went to a doctor, but had to wait two hours which resulted in me nearly throwing up over their shoes. not like the visit to the doctor helped or anything. i only got lots of painkillers and that was it. woohoo. oh, and about throwing up! I'll just quote the previous entry:
Dont, and I mean it, don't think about things like a Captain Sandwich with Ianto filling when you're ill. Giggling makes you vomit.
Really. Don't.

But uhm well, I'm feeling a bit better now. I can eat again, I can more or less walk again. And I have to work again, which is not so nice. I have to write a really long report about the worst book in the history of books: Professor Unrat. Seriously, does it get any more boring? Ah wait a second. It's not only about that. It's also about the most stupid film in the history of films (oh and not shark attack 3. if it was that, we could at least drool a bit over JB!) - 'Der Pauker'. Those two combined. Three questions. And at least 1000 words.
Which, in itself isn't that bad. I can write 1000 about random stuff any day. In fact, since I got nothing better to do, I'll go find one of my latest journal entrys that got about 1000 words.
There you go: Coffee - Do stupid things faster and with more energy.
But that's the thing actually: randomness? I can write 10 pages about that. But specific stuff? It took me one months to write 8 pages of my current fanfic (Rooftops, Rifts and Random Acts). Well, and the fanfic is good.
Luckily, 1000 words are only about 2 pages on the pc so about 4 pages on paper, and i've written two pages in one day already, sometimes even more, but the topic? it's so awefully boring, i doubt i could just go and write that shit. that's what i hate about school. when you have a job you can, at least to some degree, chose what you want to do. and you don't go and work as a PA when you hate telephoning or running after people or making coffee and what not. y'know what i mean?
here you simply have no choice.

oh did i mention the living in denial thing? i tend to do that. but sometimes it gets too annoying to ignore it. like now. i even did my maths homework because it's better than that. (and it's boring like whoa because it's so easy but that's not the point is it).
but as i mentioned, i got no coice, gotta do it, gotta start today. i'll probably do the first part now.
which is just as ridiculous, cause it's a summary of 'der pauker', but we haven't even finished watching it! so how does THAT make sense? i suppose i gotta google some summary's to see what's going on. but since i'm nice i won't copy them. i only do that when i'm desperate. and right now i'm not desperate, just annoyed.

hey, and we'll get another who episode tomorrow! wee!
though, to be honest, i was kinda disappointed from the last episode. i didn't really like martha in it. and usually i love martha!
tehe, but Donna's grandpa! I love him. He rules! :D

Tehe and i posted at jackxianto again. See, I'm not dead (yet)! Though, once again it wasn't because of a fic (i wish), but because of fanvid ideas. i quite like those actually.

but anyway, fanfics! i must've mentioned it 20 times already, so I won't start rambling about R,R&R again. however i got another fic idea which i'll write after R,R&R, whenever that'll be. probably in another month or so xD
it's a jack/ianto + ianto's family fanfic and i like it :D then again, i like all my fanfics. except that first sylar/mohinder fanfic there. corny doesn't even do it justice. it's aweful! *grins* though it's quite cute too. but seriously it's all like: life's bad, poor gabe, mohinder gives him hope and kisses him (and that's all good! uhm but i'm not sure if he kisses him. i think so!). yeah and then the sun comes out and a rainbow streches over the city. and i run away and hide because that's just AWEFUL. i wasn't good at shipping/slahsing at that time. i still aren't, but it's getting better. i have a good feeling about R,R&R and i hope others will like it too.

and i'm rambling again. randomness. oh yeah. must be the drugs (who am i kidding, i do this all the time).

well, take care people. i'm gone, looking for cake or something similar.

ETA: i just ran a word count, and this entry got 952 words! just a proof. i can talk about shit, and write 952 in half an hour. frm 17:48 to 18:22. which is EXACTLY half an hour, in fact. cool! so you see. i can do that.

ETA2: just decided to do that german essay tomorrow - i'll spend the rest of the day watching queer as folk. cheers!

ETA3: to annoy you all just a little bit more, i painted a stupid, ugly little eye again. i painted a far better pic too, but it's too big for this layout and looks aweful when you make it smaller. buut you can view it here in case you're interested. (who am i kidding...)
anyway. eye. there you go.

note to self: order new contacts.
i only got some for another month and it always takes ages until new ones arrive.

soo, it's wednesday. i begin to like wednesdays. nice break after the madness of tuesdays. and such a relaxed day!
Okay, first half of school is never so great: History, Chemistry and Music - after that you feel like you've just had 6 hours of school - but the rest is fine. Maths, English and Politics.

I read my aweful poem in English...oh well, our teacher seemed to like it.
Be careful, this might hurt your eyes.

( Poem under the Cut )

For those of you who were to scared to look under the cut (can't really blame you^^) the last line is "Leave this behind - cause living is work". Now, I'm gonna analyse that. Because I can.
Oh and because I'm bored. Who'd have guessed.
So! Living is work. The poem is about someone (well, me) wanting to go somewhere else, 'see more of the world' and blah. For me, that is living. going somewhere else, meet new people & places. that's living for me. so you should put some effort in living. because what's life without living? so living is work, and that's why. Yup, and you are probably running away screaming right now. Long live the randomness!

But anyway. That was the english lesson, Politics was next. I gotta say, the wheather is awesome! Sun is shining and I've been running around in shorts and t-shirt when i got back from school. So we went outside in Politics, two groups did some presentations and we pretended to listen. Not like you can understand very much when there are little kids and some guys who've already passed their final exams running around and shouting and (in the older guys' case) drawing something on the floor. turns out that was a mouth... ah well. crazy people. crazy crazy. and you say i'm mad! (well actually you don't say that - i do! but nevermind).
It was really nice lying in the sun though. And writing stuff on my calendar, trying not to laugh out load when I discovered that page where i've written lots and lots of jack/ianto stuff... XD

Rest of the day was okay too. Went to the bookstore to order part 4 and 5 of the Hitchhikers Guide series by Douglas Adams. Which reminds me: Towel Day! The 25th of May! Don't forget your towels, people. eh, I can remember the latest towel day really well. Took that red towel with me.. oh it was fun. Douglas Adams rocks. well, rocked. Can you even say that?

I've spent the last hour or so painting... there's the pic. Small version, once again. Click here for the original version.



Uhm.. so my mother just came in and she said "oh this looks great!" which i thought was a good sign. sure. "looks like you". yeha. thank you very much.
okay, seriously, please tell me this looks at least a bit male? just a tiny tiny bit? y/n?

have fun!
neyne

really, there's exactly nothing going on.
and i'd be reeally bored, but thank god, i can paint. and write. i got an idea for another chapter of 'Rooftops, Rifts and Random Acts' (which I will post as soon as it's finished), but I don't feel so much like writing right now. might change if i open the fanfic, but oh well. first i'll paint a bit more. and it's already evening, well more or less anyway! and since i got to type some german homework on the pc and edit it a little n stuff, i don't really have that much time. i suppose i'll do that before going on writing the fanfic.
whatever.

there's another pic from me. like the colors :)

did i ever mention how much homework actually sucks?
well, if i did, here it goes AGAIN:

I T
F U C K I N G
S U C K S!!!!

i mean, just look at the french homework:
"Qu'est-ce que vos parents attendent de vous?" (what do your parents expect from you [doing the dishes n stuff]?)
honestly - WHO CARES?
though this topic (problems of teenagers o.O) is slightly better than the last one: "is there a lack of environmental awarness in our society?" - cause, as everybody knows, the answer is YES, and the topic would've been done with that. but no, of course we had to divide in groups and start discussions, that we had to present in front of the class later. it's not like i hate french as a language, but at school it simply S U C K S.

so great. my parents expect me to clean my room, and i have to go on a walk with my dog every now and then. sometimes i have to cook. and guess who cares. not even you care, which is why you probably already stopped reading this... if you ever started.

ouhm, but at least i got to do something now o.o cause i've been waiting for my violine teacher to call since uhm... 6 pm? and now its 10pm. O__o
god i hate this.
and i just realized that i could've spend the last hours in front of the tv... but now it'S too late, heroes is already over.
great.
i think i start hating wednesdays. meaning the only days i still like are saturday and sunday. it used to be wednesday, friday, saturday and sunday. but on fridays i now got violin lessons, and on wednesdays i ALWAYS got to work on some school stuff. oh well. who cares.

oh but english homework is really easy, we're only supposed to learn some words.
n lately i've noticed that i already know most of the words that are in our english books, so that wont be any problem at all :D
LOL just look at that:
"german" - legal "english" - legal.
god, they really DO think all pupils are stupid, dont they?

hm and then there's math. it's pretty easy, but a lot of work.
n when i did that, that's it. today it's not much but it's extremely annoying. ANNOYING.
but maybe, if i'm in a good mood you'll get the fanfiction i started writing in school in an hour or so.

yay.
see you.

edit: wait a sec. what did i do math for??? we dont even HAVE math tomorrow! ARGH, i'm really stupid. i didn't even do math homework until yesterday, and now i'm already doing it before i need it. h e l p . O__O