I want to be the night behind your window...
Where do beautiful things come from?
And where are they when we need them the most.
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I must say ww inspires me. I just read her blog and I felt I wanna write too. :)
I took a shower a few minutes ago and I noticed that the spider who was on the ceiling 5 days ago, is still there. Right above the shower. It's really annoying because I have to look at it more 15 times in a minute to make sure it's still there, not moving, not falling anywhere (on me for instance !!!) ...anything that involves a spider and some verbs...is not suitable for me. It's creepy to think that the spider has 8 eyes or something like that. (I've never googeled it or searched on wikipedia or watched animal planet or done ANY KIND of research because you'll get tons of pictures then fo' so') Especially when it's looking at you. Eight naked me's. No way. If there is a mental institution for spiders...then this one will definately get a room for free. I really need some help. I told about the can-opening-sexy-italian the other night, yeah...well..now I kinda need a can-opening-getting-rid-of-spiders-in-the-shower-sexy-italian. Duh...I hope I can call him with a nickname or something. Ciro. :D *cheesy smile*
Today is the birthday of my country. Happy birthday Estonia, 90 years!
I was in the Old Town last night, relatively drunk. Me & my friend passed a middle-aged couple and my friend kinda pushed them. Or more like pushed me and I hit them. I started to apaologize and the woman practically screamed her lungs out. I got scared, but at the same time we were laughing like maniacs and we started running. Cobblestone pavement and high heels. Not a good idea. We fell down right in the middle of the street. I was too drunk to get up by myself and my friend was probably peeing her pants because of the amount of laughing. Anyway, there I was, on the ground, drunk and a bit hurt, plus very very embarrased and I felt like damn, I will never get up from here. And then, out of nowhere, an older man, very politely, gave me his hand and he helped me get up. After that he just walked away. It was like 3 am in the morning so I don't think he was an angel (because angels sleep at that time daaaah, plus his shoes were too dirty to be called angelic) but he really acted like one. Sometimes during daytime when I am too busy with worrying about my shitty looks, then men like him get on my nerves. They stand right there where you least want them to stand, they take the last one of your favourite yoghurts in the shop, they smoke into your hair and they make stupid faces on the bus when they are reading a newspaper. Now I will try to be really nice to them for some time. Because for crying out loud, what can be more embarrasing than meeting the guy during daytime and then be impolite with him. Not that I'm ever impolite with anyone...just that...it's really easy to read stuff from my face (because everything i think is written on my forhead with a red marker lol) and when I'm annoyed I have this rather angry look on.
I wanted to write about many many things, but I dont have time tonight. I'll write tomorrow after school.
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