Nightwish, 8.5.2012, Stožice, Ljubljana
I will see Nightwish with my friend in Ljubljana! I am sooo excited, you can’t even imagine. But I have to wait almost 6 months for them to come. But I’ll handle it.
I was at that party for my birthday yesterday and I was at a friend’s house, where I have also slept. So… I went to sleep at about 4am today, woke up a few times before having the dream. And there it was:
Happy birthday to me!
Only one more year until I’m 18, and then…
Watch out, world, there will be one more crazy driver on your roads. I’m from a rally family, so yeah, I have it in my blood.
Today is and will be quite okay. I went to eat with my family, gotten some presents and I even found out that I got a good grade at that History test we had last Friday. I’m spending some time at home right now, then I’ll go out to see fireworks with friends, and then back home to play some video games.
The party for my birthday will be tomorrow and that means even more presents, so I don’t even know what more I can wish for right now.
I’ve noticed I haven’t written anything about my trip to England. It’s been quite a while since I’ve been there, it was about 2 and a half months ago. And it’s about time to write something about it, right?
So… Where do I even begin?
I left on Saturday at about 8am. I was driving with my friend and her parents and we arrived to the airport in Graz at 10am. Our flight was at 12am, so we had some free time, but later they told us, that our flight will be delayed. So we had to wait another hour. And then we finally arrived to the airport in Frankfurt and were late for the next flight, because of the last delay we had. So we had to wait 5 hours in Frankfurt for the next plane to Manchester. We went to get something to eat and bought some magazines and stuff like that. After 5 hours we had our flight and then we were slowly moving towards Manchester! We came to Manchester at around 10pm, so it was kinda late. We had a half an hour long drive to the school, where our host families were waiting for us. I was really scared about stuff like: what will happen if I don’t find my family and so on… But then I saw my host, she was looking just like she did in the pictures I was. And next to her there was also her mum. We hugged and then they helped me with my bags and we were off to their house, my new home for the next week.
My host, Clementine, also known as Clem, gave me a brief tour of their house, which was amazing, I have to tell you. She showed me where I will sleep, which was in her brother’s room, and his room was amazing too. He wasn’t at home, because he was in Liverpool that month. So yeah, I had the room for myself.
I was really exhausted so I just went to sleep right after that.
Came yesterday, going back to Slovenia on Sunday.
Already had a picnic today with my host family. Jolly good show! Haha
I love it here.
If he only knew how many tears have fallen because of him.
It’s been like this for a year.
It’s still going on. And there’s not even a single day I don’t think about him.
If it only were more simple.
Gaaah, I’m still not used to press the Private Publish button when I reply to a private message. I automatically press Publish, and baam it’s on my blog.
I seriously need to get used to that….
Okay… This is weird.
I just noticed it.
How many chances there are in life, that the two of your favorite actors, both play in two different movies but by the same name? And this name is Neil McCormick.
So… Ben Barnes played a character with the name Neil McCormick in Killing Bono, which I watched two days ago and loved it.
And today I noticed that Joseph Gordon-Levitt played a different character, but with the same name Neil McCormick in the movie called Mysterious Skin.
I guess those two boys are somehow supposed to be in my life. Ha.
I’m officially going crazy because of them two. But you know what? I’m totally okay with it!
So… I love watching movies, and I love reading books (but it has to be a good book for me to love reading it).
And why it is every time when I see a good movie or read a good book, that I always get so attached to it?
For example: I watch a movie, it is awesome, I think it’s the best I’ve ever seen so far, google it, read all about it, listen to the soundtrack, watch all the pictures and videos from the movie, even read a book if the movie was based on a book.
And with books, it’s the other way around. I watch the movie, if there is one, I look up all the quotes from the book on the internet, I write my own critics. Everything!
And then I run out of ideas.
I’m glad I like movies and books (okay, especially movies) so much, but it makes me sad to know that a movie or a book is as close to that life in the movie or book as it can even get.
I watch like tons of movies that are happening in 1800-1900. Why can’t I be born in that time? Why do I have to be here, with mobile phones, internet, school like this, everything is like this. Why? I mean, I love stuff that we have now, but I’d like to go back in time.
I wish to go back in time, just for a moment. I’d just like it like that.
And even more, I’d like that, if I went back in time, there would be the same scenery and same people as in the movie/book.
Why can’t movies and books be real?
When I was younger I always wanted to be an actress, because I thought how awesome it would be in a movie.
But I hated all the technology. It’s just not the same.
I don’t even know if anyone ever thought like I do right now. I can’t even put it in words, how I feel. It’s a weird feeling, but I guess my life is full of such weird feelings.
To be short (and for the ones who haven’t read between the lines):
I want that life could be more like movies or books.
I’m the kind of girl who is quiet in large groups or around people I don’t know; you only see the real me if we’re close. I smile and laugh a lot, especially at the most inappropriate times. I’m a hopeless romantic. I trip over air, up stairs, and over people’s feet. I am the hardest person to offend, but it is all too easy to make me feel horrible. I hate telling people about my problems; they don’t need to worry about me. I’m the one who listens to other people’s problems. I believe people should not be judged before one takes the time to get to know them, yet I am guilty of doing that exact thing. I love to think rather than talk. I’m awkward, clumsy, shy, strange… but this is me. Take it or leave it.
me all over.