Coming true

Hey everyone... Life is fucking awesome, you know :D
More than that...
I did just one thing.
I wished. I dreamt. I wanted.
And now every day comes some surprise.
I'm being really, but I mean REALLY happy ^^

Be happy with me :3 Love you.

xxx Arrow :)

Bude pohádka!

Ano, opět česky, protože v poslední době jsem si nějak výrazně oblíbila češtinu. Neříkám, že jsem ji neměla ráda dřív (to jsem měla, mám a mít budu), ale teď ve mně převládl pocit jakési vznešenosti a možná i nadřazenosti. Je to tím, kolik se dá vytvářet krásných variací slov a vět, z nichž hodně jich je naprosto uchvacujících.
To je tak - když mluví Němec, neználkům připadá, že jim nadává :))) S češtinou a slovenštinou je to troufám si říct přesně naopak - i ta sprostá slůvka se mi líbí! Frekventovaně je sice nepoužívám, a když někdo v inteligentním kontextu nějaké z nich použije, vůbec mi to nevadí (taky je občas použiji, záleží na náladě).
V češtině jsem tedy po dlouhé době začala něco spisovat. Určitě mě znáte - romantika především (možná trochu tvrdší, uvidím), tentokrát pohádkový nádech místo realistického, dokonce jsem použila konfrontaci vznešeného s přízemním... I když, to asi vyzní divně, takže ten pohádkový kontext budu muset ještě upravit. Anebo ne, je to můj příběh, a ne nějaká knížka, kterou musejí mít v nakladatelství cenzurovanou.
Psaní mi bude trvat určitě dlouho. Píši pouze, když mám náladu, a to je hlavně ve dvou případech - kdy jsem extra šťastná a zrovna neprovozuji svou oblíbenou činnost (kromě psaní), a kdy mám melancholickou náladu (to už však nebývá příliš často). Teď vlastně nejsem ani v jednom z těchto stavů, ale vlastně psát na blog je něco jiného, než samotný příběh, do toho asi dneska nepůjdu.
A abych pořád jenom neplkala, je tady začátek (kratičký, však on to bude kratičký příběh):

Iluze z dávných dob

Nevím proč, ale zrovna dneska jsem si vzpomněla na jeden příběh, který jsem napsala v roztržité a grozně melancholické a možná i zamilované náladě. (Určitě zamilované, poro je to tak sladké, ha ha.) S odstupem doby vidím, jakou jsem to napsala blbost... Pěkně prvotřídní blbost, protože jsem nutně cítila potřebu vypsat svoje pocity, holt když mě v tom kamarádka ještě podporovala. Nechci se z toho vymlouvat, napsala jsem to, a co se stalo, stalo se. Vlastně nestalo, sice je možné všechno, ale někdy je lepší od toho upustit... Ale co, myslím, že dvanáctiletým holkám by se tenhle zamilovaný příběh mohl líbit. A když ne jim, tak třináctiletým. Nebo úplně někomu jinému. Spisovat, to umím, i když to mnohdy nedává hlavu a patu. Abych pořád jenom neplkala, tak sem ten příběh dám. Není to podle reality, protože jsem si ji vysnila, ale... jejda, furt melu, tak nic, jdu to sem dát :D

Why do we write?

It's been a while... But I'm here again, in my full strength! I wanted to think about why we write posts, articles, stories, blogs etc. :) Some of you can say it's because we want to share our mood with the rest of the world and it doesn't depend on whether the mood is good or bad.
I've just realized I used to use my blog as a Internet diary... When I was happy, I was with my friends and enjoyed life. But as you may see, when I was angry about something, I wrote here post full of my upset feelings, so I can't be surprised I'm not satisfied with it :D
So let's change it! I can't promise anything but I will try...
Okay, back to the topic. Others would say they try to help people with their troubles and give them experiences.
This way we kind of feel other human beings and we are happy to communicate with them (at least I am... Say you don't like comments to your posts :D).
And stories? I write stories to live in my own non-real world, to run out of reality, if it is enough stressful for me :)

And you? Do you agree with this division or you have your own reason?

Arrow xxx

:(

Oh damn. I just can't choose right person to fall in love with. I just can't... And I even don't understand it... Why??? Why does he have everything I've ever wanted? :( Same interests in important areas... It is so fun to be around him... He is gentle... Damn!
And I also can't understand why I'm writing these stuff here.
...Out of topic: Every guy can be such an asshole! Why are they doing that? I don't know what to do really...
Stupid article and stupid my thoughts. I could f**k this off and... and...?

xxx sad stupid Arrow

Dance classes

As you may know, students in the high school (or grammar school like me) visit dance classes. Our class is not an exception, so every week on Wednesday we take dance classes. At first, I was really happy to learn how to dance, BUT... after the second lesson I was not so happy. And after the third I was pissed off. Why? It's really easy! Because that bitch just can't organise her classes! I am type of girl who went to the dance classes without a partner and hoped to get one. I danced with František, but next week he went to another girl. What?! Are you f***ing kidding me?! So when I did not have him, no one else came to me. And there was another problem, of course - three girls were extra. That means three girls had not a partner. It was me, Barča and some girl from another school.
Luckily, a few boys were waiting for the next dance classes, so she took them to us and we danced together. Okay, I said to myself, don't worry, next week it'll be fine.
And it was. I danced with boy and after five seconds I forgot his name (sorry!). I really don't want to complain so much but he just couldn't dance. Uah! Step back, step front, step aside... Is that so hard? He went aside, back and I don't know what more directions he did chose. This evening I was so annoyed that I said "one more problem and I'm out!.
You know, I am a person who loves castles, princesses, extraordinary big dresses and to know how to dance is a part of it. (I really like imagining dancing with handsome prince... or not prince, a handsome boy it's enough.) And now should I be dancing with someone who can't do it? How do I suppose to learn it?
...Well and here comes yesterday's classes. I dressed up and waited with my friends for the start. As we were sitting on our chair and chatting, she came and dancing started. Boys went to choose partners. I can't say I was surprised, when not three, but FIVE girls stayed sitting (including me, of course). Me and Barča were pissed off again, so we wanted to go away...
One of the best decisions I have ever made was made yesterday. Thank godness I stayed! After ten minutes came to our classes two boys, K. and K2. K. danced with me and K2 with Barča. (There were after another ten minutes boys for the rost of the girls, too.) It was totally awesome! I can't even describe it, I just LOVE that way dancing. He has alredy been glorious dancer and it's really big difference. The way how he held me, how gracefully he danced... Awww :3 In the moment I wished it would never end...
And now I wish even more I had my prince.
xxx
P. S. Thank you so so much!

Holidays

Hey everyone, no one... it depends.
It's first day of holidays today but I'm not happy at all. Well, I am happy, but not as happy as I would expect. It's because my mixture of emotions I have. So many things to do, so many things to think. And then holidays won't be as long as I need it to be.
Eh, really, how can I learn English and Maths and tidy my room and go on the trips and cook meals and write stories and write books and exercise, when I have to think about all my memories of the trip and last week at school?
I don't want to be a pessimist, so... HOLIDAYS!!!! :-))) We can take a break (and I need it desperately, at least from Biology and his stupid face -.- same as History, except it's HER stupid face) and relax and everything's gonna be fine.
Oh no, I forget another thing! XD I was up to learning Norwegian... uuuhhh... (Jeg heter Timmie og jeg er ... f**k :-D)
Great so ~ I must work till I am so asleep as I can go only to my bed. ^.^

♥♥♥ Don't you love him??? I DOOOOO!!!