Seven month runs just like water

After seven long months i have my hair cut, or just simply had a haircut. It was too long and too similar to those big hairs from the 80’s, as one of my ex-teachers said. They chopped it off with one big whack [oh sorry, it’s in an other (fairy) tale]. I have to admit sincerely, that I’ve got rid of just one fifth part of it.

 

My classmates are useless. They can’t do/bring/pay those things that they were told to do. It won’t be a problem if we weren’t in the 12th grade, and on the other hand, it won’t be my money. This money thing is very sensitive, i think for everybody, not just for me. I hate i.e. when my mom didn’t pay back what i lend to her. What a shame! Ok, i don’t get angry really, but it can be [don’t be so smooth! it is] annoying, very annoying.

My [ok, our, but i nearly made it mine, but it sounds cooler >not freezing, obviously< than our families’] laptop is not working [but my grandma’ is working. and can be really annoying >oh, i used once in this texty< where are they, who knows where is she/he, when she will come home, what is he doing right now, omg it hits the roof!] This is another thing what I’m sensitive for. Can’t watch movies [all night long], can’t write blog and whatever turns into my mind [speech of our idon’tknow [it’s the last social event of our life in this school] i got it >proud face< farewell ceremony? yes that’s it.] ok, i know it’s not normal writing it in january, when it’s just going to be held in may, but i couldn’t sleep because of it, i had to type it to my cell-phone. That’s it.

 

ps.: please, if you feel you brave and kind enough, post who are you, why do you like it [or not], and your blog’s address [if you’d like, and have one], or your favourite one’s. Thanks everybody ;P

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About yorkketchikan

I'm just a boy from Europe, as i was told. I'm young, but not for so far, it's not fair -i know it. This isn't my native language, but i'm trying. Started this one for no better purposes than writing in English, because lots of things come to my mind at first in English, sometimes it's disturbing, sometimes not. I love books, rather said: fond of them. I'm not alike anyone else, maybe this is the main problem, not following the mainstream.... If you corner me, I will come out swinging, taking you with me to the seventh hell of the seventh hell. View all posts by yorkketchikan

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