waiting room

If someone wants to make me go crazy, they should try saying : wait . the point is i CAN’T wait! i hate waiting. some times it cant be helped but when it comes to “waiting rooms”, The room that is MEANT for the action : waiting, it is so frustrating that i cant even sit in a normal way. When i had doodle jump on my ipod, i hit my best records in waiting rooms and that’s just sad. now even playing games is useless. i guess reading my own books might work, but the environment makes me sick. i wish they bring an indoor decorator who actually knows sth about colors! don’t even get me started on those irritating secretaries! one of the things that encourages me to not to get sick is thinking of this places. And know i have two dentist appointments this week, and they’re gonna pull out my wisdom teeth, which are 4 big teeth because there is no enough space for them. good for me -_-


Dear diary

I think i should start my posts with “Dear Diary..” in this blog. because i write them and then i’m the only one who comes back and read them. 

so lets start over,

dear diary,

here i am at the beginning of the new year, but the last year that i’m considered a school student. You know what’s ironic? that the first time i wrote here, a new school year was ahead of me either, and i didn’t write here for months and yet here i am.  I don’t quite know the reason why..why here..Ok lets pass that taught or as once Ross said to his ex-lesbian wife,, “let’s put a pin on that”. 

the end of this year can be The start of my dreams turning into reality, so i’m nervous and enthusiastic at the same time. 

so i’m gonna finish this post with a shaky “Yaay”.



The dream nap

One of the most relaxing moments that i’v been experiencing lately, is when i go under the warm blanket, stick to the heater and  my cat would come beside me and we sleep like  for 3 hours. I  think about “anything”  and just focus on the warmth and maybe bring the cat closer to myself and sleep. just love it.

me VS change

One of the things that i have problems with, since i remember, is “changing”. I still have my elementary school’s books and notebooks and also books from my junior-high. I mean its sort of an Obsession and i am not happy with that! It`s like if i throw them away i’m throwing away a piece of my past and my life and i get scared.

we are moving out in a few weeks and i should reconsider some of my junk stuff such as the books i keep in the closet or in boxes with 10 cm dust above them. so today i separated some of them that i’m sure they’re not useful nor beautiful to keep. I tried to be strict and fight with the obsession of mine and it was a good start! It does feel good to just keep things in your room that you actually need!

I WISH we move out as soon as possible. my room is like a junk yard i hardly can even sleep in it! so me and my laptop moved to the sofa in the meantime!

funny-silly part wins!

There is a funny-silly part of me, that wants to have a blog in English. So after chatting and negotiation with that side of me, i decided to “recreate” an English blog. you should have noticed by now that obviously my first language is not English. but that’s not important. to be honest one of my reasons for having an English blog is to practice my writing and grammar skills. so if you noticed any mistakes you can tell me and i will correct them and of course i’ll be thankful.

anyway i’m a 17 years-old girl. (actually 20 days ago was my sweet 16 -yay-…it sucked) The new semester starts in less than a month and i’ll be a senior. and its nothing like american senior-year type in Hollywood teenage movies with proms and everything. It’s actually the opposite. as a result it wont be a  “fun” year, but who knows? maybe it’d suck less than my predictions.

I’d love to find new friends. especially  international ones. I don’t know if any one find this blog very soon, but if you comment and share your ideas i will cry happy tears! but still my expectations are not so high.