I was bored. It's exam week, what do you expect? :p

Gah. What do you get for a friend you've known for four months that has his birthday in two days?

Blah. I don't know what to get. I was thinking of some random things, like getting a dozen of kinder surprise eggs and putting them in a box after actual eggs and giving it to him, but when I proposed it to my sister she said that Max (that's my friend) doesn't seem like a person that would really get it.  

And plus this is a guy! It's much harder shopping for guys than for girls!

I need an idea,and fast.

(Me sitting on computer in Aleks's room)
(Aleks lying on her bed, groaning)
(Aleks gets up)
Aleks: *groans* ughh. I feel like shit. 
(I glance in her direction)
Me: You look like shit too.
(We start to laugh) 





Don't worry, we talk like that to each other all the time. :p

(just to ensure I will never forget this) 


(event from a few days ago) 


(just copying and pasting from my facebook account) 


 

LMAO.


Curse my perfect timing. I wanted to print out this one document for English. I waited patiently for a few moments, but the darned thing did not want to work. So I checked if my computer was connected to the printer. It was. I checked if the printer was plugged in. It was.

Finally, I look inside the printer (at least the part where the papers are suposed to come out from) and there I see a small "Stardi internetti!" card from Elion stuck in the machine. I knew of course that Aleks was the one to put the little card on the printer in the first place, so the conversation went like this,


(Aleks walking into the room)
Me: fuck you. (upon trying to get the small card out)
(Dad walks in)
Dad: watch your language! How are you speaking!
Me: well... because of her the printer doesn't want to work!
(Aleks and I with big goofy grins, trying hard not to burst out laughing)
Dad: either way, watch what you say! And Aleks, go walk Cromwell.


-- Aleks goes down, I follow her not long later --


(the two of us smile goofily)
Me: I bet the answer of, 'well, we speak like that all the time' wouldn't have helped, would it?
(we crack up)

Ahh. Joy for organization and preparations for annual sucky school Halloween Dance. Sadly, I'm in charge of the music. You sure can trust people to their jobs! I've once more been pulled into the decorations committee even though I've planned most of the event, organized how everything was going to take place and gotten chaperones! I was just then supposed to choose the music for the dance and be the DJ for it! Gah. 

And since in my school the students have different tastes in music, I've asked them to give me some titles of songs that they would like to hear during the dance. Number of people that came back to me with a list? Two. Fun. THAT is how I can trust people, right? Seriously, you can't count on anybody but yourself these days. People are just lazy and egoistical and they can't even do one simple thing they are asked of when others just want to use it in order to please everyone else. Blah. Just wait and see. I'm just gonna play Cher and Celine Dion or something the whole night. Or better yet the Vega Boys, Backstreet Boys and Britney Spears. But the earlier songs. 



 
And people wonder why I complain so much.