yourself.

I'm about to go to bed. I had another boring day. I slept all day, I went out for a coffee, and I ended up here.
I'm always talking about how much I want to get back to where I used to be; now that thought seems so far away. 3 years after my rise, 3 years after my sweet sixteen. I wish things would last forever; but alongside time comes knowledge. Better knowledge of my very own self, my thoughts and my nightmares. It's weird, how much there actually IS in us, and we can't even see or just ignore it.
I see people around me that are refusing to deal with the past or with their truth, by turning one big lie into their reality; and it's at that point that I say "Welcome to my truth". That's me, hate me or love me. If you're willing to become my friend, then you'll get both my good and my bad. It's so much better when you're being honest, when you are being yourself, when you act spontaneously. Some consider it the key to happiness. I'd just say it is what one should live for.

Opportunities

Where do they come from? Who gives them to us? Who takes them away? Is it just luck, preciously renamed into god? Coincidence? or just the results of hard work?

I believe, that opportunities is what we fight for; an opportunity for a better education, a chance for a higher-paid job, a great love.. Things come and go; we may have to prepare things before we're given an opportunity.

Hard work. Is that it?

And how do we get to achieve that amount of work?
I think it takes enough concentration on your target. You have to have set a target actually. It's the only way.

So..what's my target?

lately...

I've been having the feeling that things that used to be the same for years will not be anymore. Love, sounds, smells, my parents, my lovely dog, feelings, opportunities.. You think it's gonna last forever, but in the end, nothing does. And when it's all left and gone, you're left with a memory; an ocean of memories, being there, in their very special place in your heart, where you keep them safe, until you become someone else's memory yourself. Circle of life. I just wish I could keep some things alive forever; the people I love and my dog. They are safe in my heart, and my heart will go on and on...

French Fried

Tomorrow is my final oral french examination. In simpler words, I have to wake up at 8a.m., go to the examination center and talk to a french lady for half an hour about violence, or pollution, or whatever they think it's hard enough to even think of it(imagine talking about it).
Aanyway, I hope this goes well.. My school is fucked up. I don't pay any attention to it, and I'm probably going to fail. lol.
I tried baking some muffins earlier today but I used aspartame instead of sugar. Don't EVER try this. lol. Not only they ended up square (wtf), they also tasted like bread. Eventually, aspartame loses it's ability to sweeten when baked or heaten. I think I'm just gonna throw them away.
I also went to the supermarket today; bougt some of this extra light mayo (how about an extra extra light?) that tasted worse than rotten marshmallows.
Wish me luck for tomorrow <3