I shot the prom queen

Aaaaand the prom's over too. The night we had expected for 5 years ended like 5 minutes. I couldn't believe it's happening and I now I have to cope with the thought it's all over. And I thought it would be a long night. I, who always gets early everywhere, got early at my own prom - actually I was the first one there, buuut at least I had the best prom date - with Wayne Static-like hair. While we were at school it was crazy - a whole bunch of people with so many cameras - "Look here! Now look there! Smile at the camera! Smile at the other camera! Turn around! Change your shoes! Walk the red carpet! Don't stop smiling!..." I felt like we're movie stars, and my mouth hurt from so much smiling. We got to the restaurant around 8:30pm and everyone spent the first one hour taking pictures with their friends and wondering who else to take pictures with. After that, the time just flew. I even danced to things I would never imagine even listening to. And suddenly, with the click of the fingers, it was 2:30am. Most of the people went to the disco, some friends and I began to walk around the town and finally went to the only open gas station to have some coffee and hot chocolate. We stayed till 5 and when it began to dawn, we decided to quit waiting till 8 to go and ruin the classes at school. Instead, we spent an hour shivering and looking for a taxi to go home and get some damn sleep. Those damn cabs are nowhere to be found when you need one at 6 o'clock in the morning! Finally we saw one and I got in. Of course, it was locked at home and I had to go in the summer kitchen and fell asleep with the most uncomfortable dress. I woke up after two hours only to change beds. After 6 more hours I realized they weren't enough 'cause I've been sour since then. Now I have one looong summer to sleep it out, see my friends as many times as I can and do whatever I can think of before leaving for university. I'm telling you, the only problem with time is that it passes!
P.S. - I'm the redhead in the middle.

Thursday I don't care about you...

Aaaand my second matriculation is over. No more tests at all in the near future. Speaking of tests, that one was completely awful. The level of difficulty was 7-8th grade, but I haven't done so easy things in a long time that I felt like I've never studied English in my life. I have more mistakes than I do on the Bulgarian test - and I thought I didn't have to worry about the English. It's not fatal though, but I don't know how they're gonna evaluate my essay. Ah, the essay! That was the stupidest and shortest crap I've ever written! Plus, the word limit was 170 words. 170! I can't write a proper beginning with just 170! After I finished it, it contained 258 words, so I had to cut it... a lot. The topic I chose was to describe some adventure I would never forget and I wrote about The Rasmus concert, since it was my first big concert and the most perfect day. Well, after I cut the story it didn't look like the most perfect day at all, because I had to erase most of it. I also forgot some simple grammar rules and spent about half an hour thinking about that. Good thing I didn't choose the other topic - "Do stars have hearts?". If I start philosophizing about that, I'd need around 1000 words. Two of my friends wrote on it and they wrote that stars have split personality. Hilarious, but also true. Ah, I almost forgot. The invigilators in our exam room screwed up the listening. From what I heard, that happened in all of the rooms. They stopped the tape recorder after the first listening - apparently they didn't know the pause is also recorded. So we lost 15 minutes in wondering how dumb they are and then listened to the text two more times. Oh, did I mention the recording was damn low? I could barely hear it, and I was on one of the front desks. Anyway, I hope none of those things has prevented me from doing the test the right way.
Hey, I saw a black bunny in the pet store - it was soo cute and furry. With cute and furry price too. And I have a new haircut for the prom - with a couple of red locks. No one could recognize me yesterday - in a good way, though. They all said it suits me and that's the way I have to cut my hair from now on. Surprisingly, I agree.
Our class went to our teacher's house yesterday to perform a serenade for her. We stayed till midnight and it was fun. One girl is really good at imitating our teachers and she gave us a little performance. I cried from laughing so hard. The two machos in class decided it would be funny to wear the dresses of our teacher and take pictures with them. It was. I don't think I've had so much fun with my class for those 5 years. After we left some of my friends walked with me to the taxis. One of the machos got drunk and was blabbing shit during the whole time. The guy that will study with me in Aberystwyth held me 'cause I was wearing a summer dress and was freezing like hell. Our skirt chaser told him not to take me for a girlfriend because I'm like the black widow. I guess it was a compliment.
And for a conclusion, I think I had a dream last night about getting sick with the flu. The swine flu. Wasn't very nice....
P.S. - Even for that post I must've used about 1000 words!

Sunday Went Mute...

Back from the dead... My matriculation exam in Bulgarian was today. And it's finally over. I hardly slept last night, woke up about 3 times and finally got up half an hour before my alarm clock went off. No more Bulgarian exams and weird literature for me unless I want to read weird literature for fun. One more exam left - on Tuesday in English. Thought I don't want/need/have the nerve to study for it too. When it comes to tests, I'm usually better in English than in Bulgarian. Plus the level will be waay below Proficiency, so I hope I won't screw it up. And today's test was easy - I have only 1 mistake. We'll see how I did with the essay part. Essays are my strength, but in English. Well that's about it for today. I'm behind with the scribbles, buut I have the whole summer ahead. I might even write two, who knows...

Happy Dirtday to you...

Aaand Happy Dirtday to Hunter from AFI! I tried to think of something smart to write here, but then sort of fell asleep. So... I really hope that album will finally come out someday, and if it does after I leave for university, I hope it would be the first thing I'll buy in Wales. I've told all my friends that if they're going to get me presents, only CDs and books are allowed! ^^ But THIS CD I'll buy by myself, cross my heart! (which hasn't been in a very good condition lately)

...and we'll be dancing like we're crazy in the fields, under the rain...

It rained today. Finally. And I got all wet. Finally. We picked the vegetarian menu for the prom. Finally. Aaand I got tired of that word (finally). I almost got hit by a car. By a police car. The fucking bastard saw I started crossing the street and didn't stop. Instead he headed straight at me. Good thing he decided to stop on time. I didn't see my life on film though. I found a Jack Skellington badge on the street and with it my Jack Skellington badges now are..... around 5. I had to change my cell's number, because the old one kinda expired. I've changed my number about 6 times for... 6 years. The last one lasted the most. That's why I gave up remembering them - I know a new one would come sooner or later. Ah, one of my kittens bit my finger while I was feeding her. With meat. Obviously I won't give her meat from my hand or she'll be forced to become a vegetarian like her siblings. They didn't even smell it. I named one of them this afternoon. The only male. Charlie. My mom asked, "Why don't you name him Jack?" I said, "'Cause he's still alive." LOST still rocks.

School and Braces free!

Well, now it's official - today I finished school. Now I'm an adult just according to documents. I'm still a 5-year-old who wonders what the hell is happening around her. So today was a bittersweet day... or most of it. At school we basically did nothing else except writing wishes on our T-shirts. I made my friend Lin cry just because of the "It's something unpredictable, but in the end is right, I hope you had the time of your life." quote. Her, Anita and I stayed last in the classroom, took pictures, until we finally decided we had to crayon and vandalize something to leave our mark. So we did. And it was fun. And then it was over. Then I had my fucking braces finally removed - now my teeth are kinda naked. After that I went to a circus in the afternoon. It was fun, until someone ruined my bitersweet mood and left me just bitter. And now it's crying time. The title was supposed to be "Friday I'm in love", 'cause it really was a great, fucking, last school day. But as I said, it was ruined. Problems just wait for you to get the hell out of school to hit you right in the face. That's it for now, I'll write again when I'm not so bipolar.