don't let me fall

I've noticed that I haven't been updating lately.

Anyways, so what's new?
I've started knotting those little hats for smoothies as a CAS project (cheers for me), and it's actually quite fun. I didn't know I could still knit in the first place. I guess it's like riding a bike.
Also, I think Mr Lashes from the acting in English course has a mild crush on me. Boo Hoo. It's always the wrong guys. Real shame.
I've started missing LR really badly during classes. I mean, sure, I have new friends and stuff, but she's still that unique crazy biatch who'd sit next to me in almost every class and who knows what I'm thinking before I do. Oh well.
And bunking school is a bad habit. A very bad one, on top of it.

I read this book called "Before I Fall" by Lauren Oliver, and I loved it. It's aboiut a girl who dies in a car crash but then she wakes up and realizes that it's the day of the crash but it hasn't happened yet, so she's kinda given a second chance.
It's a really good story, it made me think of how every day could be your last, basically. You never know whether you'll live to see the next day, or even the next few hours. You could be run over by a car, for example. It's not that rare.
I think I want to start looking at things with more interest, I want to really see things, not just look at them but not really notice them - you know what I mean? Everything is so valuable and unique, it's actually almost heartbreaking that it doesn't last, don't you think? We're not invincible, no matter how convinced we are of the opposite. We're not immortaal, either. We're fragile human beings with fragile bodies and souls. Almost like a porcelain doll that shatters into thousands of tiny pieces if you're too rough with it. We can shatter, too. Whether because of old age or emotional overload.

So, my motto of the week is: Value your life, value every second of it. It may just as well be your last. You're not as strong as you think you are, and most certainly not as strong as you pretend to be on the outside.

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That Awesome Feeling When...

The clothes you picked in the shop are all one size too big for you and you can proudly take the smaller size.
You go to Starbucks and you actually get a cup of cappucino and not 3/4 of milk foam.
You get to meet up with an old friend and do some catching up.
Mum gets you three brand new cooking books to try out (yay, I get to cook, finally!).
Having a crazy family is just fun.

I had a cool last few days. I feel... fulfilled? Something like that, anyway. It's a good feeling, anyway. :)

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Google Search, y u so random?

Seriously, dafuq? I mean, I was looking for a picture I'd seen somewhere on Google images, typed in "girl walking away in rain" and somewhere along the way this comes up.

But it's cool, anyway. lol

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two weeks later

I just came back from a cruise. We visited the Italian coast, Greece, Turkey and Croatia - it was wonderful.

I finished reading Hannibal during the cruise. The most psycho end I've ever read up until now, all the more weird because I was glad of it. For some reason, I'm not at all apalled that the protagonist was pumped with drugs and brainwashed and now leads a happy life bathed in riches with a psychopath serial killer who fed her the brain of her nemesis. Yup. Happy End.

Another thing: Contrary to popular belief, girls also get friendzoned. Just saying.

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