There's a bad moon on the rise

Finally, spring has come to us. Nights are getting shorter, days are getting longer. Half past six and it's still pretty bright outside, it's a little unusual yet I'm glad. But all of sudden, le wild snow appeared on 27 March. Bloody fucking snowfall, it came out of the blue. I got pissed, cause all the time I've been so happy that winter was gone and everything, and then this. The weather was shitty for a couple of days, and in spite that I was home all the time I could feel that the temperature lowered. It's still only 10 degrees, you know, still shitty cold, rather than not warm enough. And the friggin' snowfall on 27 March, how do you imagine that?

So, the holidays are almost over. It was rather two weeks to me, cause I fell ill last week and I haven't been at school since last Tuesday, but for everyone it's been a week (I stood out of everyone, as usual). It's shitty that they only last a week though, but anyway, they're my very last holidays at school, and it makes me double happy. Jesus Christ, just a month. One month left till I graduate from school, which makes me triple happy. Anyway. I'm talking about my bloody forthcoming last bell for the fifth time or something, better stop now. 

Haven't been posting for a while. I'd really like to post every day, if I had anything to talk about. But I don't stand any chance. This is unfortunate how miserable and uninteresting my life is. Anyways. "That's cool, bro", right? I mean, who cares.

A couple of days ago I found a really interesting Youtube video, I think you would be interested (you, I mean, whoever reads this. just a single person. anyone? no? I- well, OK then). Here's the link http://youtube.com/watch?v=eWLWOSgYlG8 I thought my voice sounded actually a billion times worse, and it turns out that it's not all bad. Doesn't really matter anyways. Shitty post. Better stop it now.

► Creedence Clearwater Revival - Bad Moon Rising ♫

Just some breathtaking things

Jesus, those mistakes. I hate it when I write with mistakes. God, why. I was right when I said I shouldn't reread what I write. It's better for me not to know whether I use wrong tenses or fail with grammar. Hopefully, it doesn't happen all the time. It doesn't, right?

Finally, I've got enough time to write as much as I want. Yesterday, I finished reading "The Picture of Dorian Gray". And before that I had been reading Sidney Sheldon's "Master of The Game". I really loved both of the books, each of them in their own way.

I loved everything about Oscar Wilde's novel. It's much more tragic and exciting and wise than the movie. The only thing I would say I didn't like about it is that the author chose Dorian to be a blond blue-eyed boy. I hate the blond guys, and the more I tried to picture his look with all the beauty and fascination in my mind, the more I realised I wouldn't even imagine a blond guy being handsome. So I just gave up trying and from that moment I only pictured Ben Barnes in my head when I thought of Dorian. Speaking of Ben Barnes. He's such a beauty! Sorry, I know I'm-. Why say "sorry"? Who am I always apologizing to? Nobody reads this, besides, it's my blog, after all. Anyway. So. I know I'm deviating from the subject, but I have to say. A few years ago I didn't like a thing about him. I thought he was too pretty, and that it made no good for him. But now, jeez, I think he's one of the most handsome men (but Colin is still more handsome, of course). I'm not saying I adore everything about him now, I just appreciate his talent and beauty. And I think he's a good person, not a vain one. OK, not sure what was that for. Back to the topic. What was I saying? Um, right, The Picture of Dorian Gray. I think I've just exhausted the subject, I don't know what to add. Oh, by the way, I've added a lot of new quotes from this book. Check out the page of my favourite quotations.

And now, about Sidney Sheldon's "Master of The Game". It was so good and exciting and sad. God, it was so sad. Before, I've never read a book that would tell about a generation of a whole family. There was always just a main character and his adventure. And this book. I've never read anything like this. It is so sad to watch your favourite character dying. I mean, of course it's sad. I always say obvious things. Uh. I mean, I became attached to the main character such easily. And then I watched him changing. He grew up, became rich, and it made him colder and even a little inhuman. And then there was an accident. He became a helpless disable and soon he died. You know. All those feeling I experienced while reading, all those unbelievable adventures. And then he just died. After that, his daughter became a main character. Or maybe she was the true main character during the whole story and I'm just too sentimental and Jamie actually never was the main character, and it was some kind of a prologue... A big breathtaking prologue. I dunno. I have no idea. His daughter, Kate, she grew up, married, had a son, and it's another sad story (truly sad, and I'd really like to tell you but I won't, cause that would be just mean and unfair of me), and then her son had two daughters-twins. They were the last. But OK, I'm not going to retell you the story. The book is thrilling. For once, I couldn't cope with it and I cried. I never weep when reading books, it just doesn't sound like me. But I cried then. For an instant. It's a really sad book, but its sadness makes it even more flawless.

Whoa. I'm talking so much about "Master of The Game" that it looks like I enjoyed reading it more than "The Picture of Dorian Gray". But that's no true, and both of the books are brilliant.

I'm writing for so long. I know you don't like big posts, but I do. It's amazing when I have something to tell, to share the feelings and experiences. It's a shame that this template won't let anyone see the length of the post until they click the "Read more" button. I have to do something with it, I don't like this feature. I want my posts shown full by default. I'll do it right now, then. And that means, bye x

Not such a big deal, but still bugs the shit out of me

New perfume! I've got new perfume! I've been dreaming of it since last month or two. It's called Eau de Fleur de Soie Silk by Kenzo.

I'd like to make a list of several traits of myself. I've always thought of such a thing, it might be enjoying but I'm not sure if anyone finds it interesting, so I'll better put it off until later.

Have you got any habits? I've got a fucking irresistible urge to pick the skin around my fingernails. I've been doing this for as long as I remember, and I've always thought I was the only one, but it turns that I'm not, and there's even a disorder called Dermatillomania, which seem to be a form of self-harm driven by stress. Well, it's not that bad in my case cause I stop doing this once my fingers start bleeding, but still, it's ugly and I can't help it. But that's not a big deal, cause I've also got a really bad habit of biting/chewing my lips and it's a goddamn disaster, it's even uglier than picking the skin. My lips are always red, all covered with terrible wounds. They do bleed but I feel like I can never stop. If picking at the skin is not that pernicious then this habit has definitely become a disaster. And don't even get me started about how dumb I look when doing that.

Sometimes I feel like writing these posts in Russian, but I know I'm going to regret soon enough, so. But I have to consider an idea of writing in Russian too, cause Russian happens to be a beautiful language on occasions.

Whatevs. I really gotta go now, bye then!

A day off. Mondays FTW!

I managed to persuade my dad to stay home today, yay! ^O^ Epic win is epic! The taste of victory is sweet, hell yeah. THANK YOU. THANK YOU. I didn't even have to persuade him actually. I just told him I had a sore throat and the rest was perfect, without a hitch. Moreover, I'm not doing my extra maths classes today! TOTAL WIN. OK I shall not be boasting that much because who knows lol (paranoid parrot mode on).

Wrote a promising title, still got nothing to talk about.

Well, I'm starting to think about the prom dress I'll wear. There's a couple of examples I found on the net.

   

All of those are expensive as fuck though, some of them are neither more nor less 10000 UAH. So to be honest, I got a feeling that my dress will be a lot worse and I won't like it. Just saying.

Wow, just got news about my cellphone. It might work! Goodness! I hope it works. I really do. They asked me if I set the phone password. Actually they asked me to tell it. Anyway, it means they managed to turn it on! Holy mother. For Heaven's sake, let it work!

I'm writing this post for about 2 hours. Fuck this shit. I want to write something and I don't know what. Just nothing happens to me. My life's too meaningless and miserable for adventures. Then ask me why I keep blogging, cause blogging actually implies either sharing the daily experiences or sharing your own (ideally - wise) thoughts. And neither of those you can say about mine, so it must be so boring to read all this. Whom am I trying to fool? Nobody reads this. That's right bitch THAT'S RIGHT BITCH. I'm so boring and annoying when grumbling, am I not? Better go find myself work. x

► Andrew Belle - Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas ♫

Rage is my middle name

Thinking about my last months of school. Looking forward to summer. Technically, only 3 months of hell left. I've been attending school for my entire life, so all this is kinda exciting for me. So as my life has always been boring and uninteresting, it is, you know, hard to believe that "the great changes" are coming and yep, I'm a little nervous about that (in a good way).

I'm coming up with the brand new layout for my website. It's a little different by graphics, hope you like it. And yeah, I'm coming back. OK I'll tell you about the changes cause I really think there's no point in keeping any intrigue. I'm ending up with my web-design studio in order to focus on simple graphic stuff. I've got no time for keeping it and everything. I'm not promising anything, I might be back with it, but certainly not now, certainly not.

My English teacher is pissing me off. She's so rude and unfair and mean to me and I fucking hate her for the stupid stereptypes she's making up about everyone. This is ridiculous, but she thinks it was her and her alone who gave me the knowledge of English, she really thinks it's all thanks to her. Bullshit! I can only thank my extra classes, English movies, books, the net and everything but her. I learnt nothing from my school lessons. Argh, sorry but that's the way it is. She acts pretentious and thinks I'm a no-one and once I realised that I flew into a rage and I'm still mentally incompenent. Seriously.

► James Blunt - Stay The Night  ♫

Doesn't really feel like Christmas at all

I'm surfing the net via mobile so I'm not quite sure if the post looks in a proper way when I finish it.

Since I'm trying to get over a TV show which I will never- Wait, that's a lie, I'm not even trying. I just don't want to- I'm getting boring, am I not? Awkward. Sorry. I shall stop talking about Merlin and Colin and think of something real. *deep sigh*

When it comes to writing in English I start making terrible spelling and grammar mistakes. The most random thing about it is that I notice all the mistakes once I post a note and read it. And that pisses me off. Because YES I do worry about that since I never once wanted to look stupid xp Why do I keep on writing in English then? Because I prefer English to Russian in most cases. I love English, I do! What a beautiful language, on all counts. Cause after all, everything sounds better in English. "True story" anyone? Trying to rouse you to excitement in that way is a really dumb thing to do, isn't it? Damn, I'm best at making an ass of myself! SWAG

So, today's the 29th of December (well to be honest it's the 30th already) and I'm only just dressed my New Year's tree. I'M DOING IT RIGHT! Seriously, it's New Year's eve and I don't feel like celebrating and everything. "True story" anyone? [2]

Sorry, I'm getting drowsy so I better go. It's 02:25 here in Ukraine. Night all xx