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Here we are, on Feb 21st 2011, and here am I showing you my laziness. I can't recognize myself anymore. I was so close to not writing a single post this month. And what I like the most is that usually on the streets there are topics popping up into my mind and I'm like 'I should write about it on the blog' but when I get home I get really lazy and don't write anything.
Pretzels... with raisins. I adore them. Honey. With anything! With salami, biscuits, margarine, and tea. And I still can't believe that I ate gingerbread with spaghetti. It was good... My mom started to cook really delicious sponge cakes... Until a few months ago she didn't try cooking these, but she and I were cooking different things pretty often. Especially with cakes, birthday cakes and other celebration cakes, I help her. But my mom is good at everything. It's my mom, right?
Sooo, let's see what excuses I come up with so that you won't kill me. Well, I'm a busy man.. school projects, contests, work, yes, work, like I was having enough free time for myself without it anyway.
You know, the truth is I also had a pretty difficult part. Thoughts, over thinking, missing people, hope, cry... Here am I, admitting that I didn't want to come here and complain. It's interesting that I have the guts to admit the fact that I didn't want to change an image I have created here. The image of being a happy, optimistic person. But you know what? It's bullshit. I'm still the same happy, optimistic, dreamer, 16 years old kiddo and it's normal to have my bad mood periods from time to time, so that I get to experience different feelings, experiences that make me stronger, helps me acquire knowledge and remind me at times that sometimes we simply can't control our emotions. No matter how flower power I'd be, this is it... I have my moments too.
Here we are, on Feb 21st 2011, and here am I showing you my laziness. I can't recognize myself anymore. I was so close to not writing a single post this month. And what I like the most is that usually on the streets there are topics popping up into my mind and I'm like 'I should write about it on the blog' but when I get home I get really lazy and don't write anything. Pretzels... with raisins. I adore them. Honey. With anything! With salami, biscuits, margarine, and tea. And I still can't believe that I ate gingerbread with spaghetti. It was good... My mom started to cook really delicious sponge cakes... Until a few months ago she didn't try cooking these, but she and I were cooking different things pretty often. Especially with cakes, birthday cakes and other celebration cakes, I help her. But my mom is good at everything. It's my mom, right?
Sooo, let's see what excuses I come up with so that you won't kill me. Well, I'm a busy man.. school projects, contests, work, yes, work, like I was having enough free time for myself without it anyway.
You know, the truth is I also had a pretty difficult part. Thoughts, over thinking, missing people, hope, cry... Here am I, admitting that I didn't want to come here and complain. It's interesting that I have the guts to admit the fact that I didn't want to change an image I have created here. The image of being a happy, optimistic person. But you know what? It's bullshit. I'm still the same happy, optimistic, dreamer, 16 years old kiddo and it's normal to have my bad mood periods from time to time, so that I get to experience different feelings, experiences that make me stronger, helps me acquire knowledge and remind me at times that sometimes we simply can't control our emotions. No matter how flower power I'd be, this is it... I have my moments too.
