Pumpkins

My friend has this really annoying italian guy she has been speaking to for a long time. And she said she gave him an octopus on Facebook (you can give "gifts" there on the profile) but he deleted it. :(
It makes me laugh. :D I've been 19 for 2 days now & my friend a lot longer and we still act like idiots.
It's good to know that some things never change in life.

The day started pretty well but turned to shit in the evening. I wish I could live like Cinderella, then everything would turn into pumpkins.
I bet I could get many pumpkin recipes on the net.
Please God let me think about something else than food.

I'm an emo kid tonight. Except the black hair and the fringe. Like...I look horrible with a fringe...eww. I could never be a true emo. I don't like their style. Too many...skulls and stars and stuff on their sweaters. I mean, I love stars...but not this way.

As you probably understood I have nothing to write about.
I wanted to write about these really emotional things I have in my head and my heart right now. But some people have already mentioned that my blog is pretty sad often. And I don't wanna look like a freakin' emo.
Just that most of the things that want to get out of me turn into sad emo crap. Oh why couldn't they turn into pumpkins, I'm tellin ya.

I bought jelly today and by a miracle it didnt fall on the ground in the groceries. Like it happened last time with that...strange dessert ...I don't think they have a word for it in english. In estonian it's roosamanna. :D Isn't it a cool word? Name your dog that and I'll kiss you. (Looks with surprise in her eyes how the crowd runs away.) Okay, name your dog that and I wont kiss you (Everybody rushes to the pet shop.)
Well...duh...last time I wanted to buy roosamanna and then it slipped through my fingers and fell on the ground and all over the place. And I started laughing istantly. There was an older man who just stood there and looked at me. And he was shocked. I have no idea why. Men are funny sometimes. He was probably thinking: OH MY GOD, WHAT IS GONNA HAPPEN NOW?!
Because for him the food is always on the table. But how it gets there or what happens after he's done...he has no idea. And when he sees food on the ground...for him it's like...seeing wild animals shaving.
Ee...I have the best examples, don't I?
So..today I bought jelly and...

this is so boring that my great great grandmother just turned in her grave. I believe she was swedish so I have no concerns with zombies whatsoever at the moment.

*goes to the kitchen to get some jelly*

Have you ever tried to eat jelly with your fingers? I don't recommend it. But I don't have a spoon.

Hey does someone wanna rescue me? I'll give that person an award.
Please come and rescue me from my life. It doesn't matter how. With love, with food, with friendship, with a gun. You pick.
I'll be like really grateful. And don't forget the award. You can have whatever you want.
Okay..not whatever 'cause I aint got a lot. I don't have lots of money and cars. But you can get...well..make up (lots & lots...ps. I have this really cute midnight blue eyeshadow...it glitters too!) and you can get my room and my...my jewelry..and you can have... me. You can take me for yourself. I'll do the laundry or something. Really. I'm so tired.
Would someone please?
Rescue me...
Pull me free...

:)

(this is the sad kind of a smiley. You know, when the person is smiling but actually she/he has these really sad eyes and they look tired too. And the whole smile is a bit worn out but very warm at the same time because with that smile she/he wants to tell you that everything is okay (but actually it's not) just so that you would not worry. It's the smile you get from your mother when she is sick or the smile you get from your best friend after she/he has been in a car accident and lost her left foot but she/he doesnt want you to cry anymore. Anyway, this was the smile.
I haven't lost any feet though, I promise. Just a bit sad)


I was in the kitchen a moment ago to get some more jelly (you wont believe how much jelly can a girl stuff down her throat after midnight) when I heard this strange noise like my dogs make when they jump off the couch. I realized it was just the front door of the house (I live in an apartment).
I started thinking that the noise my dogs make is so cool...it's like...they jump down and as they are quite heavy then their nails make this specific sound on the parquet. Like rain on the window. Or when I was little then in my country side house I slept in the attic and I loved the sound of the rain on the roof.
They jump and all their 4 paws touch the ground a second later than the other ones. It's really quick too. It's like this little quick driving rain.
I guess I could say my dogs rain down from the couches.
My little dogs who rain down.

You don't know what just happened. I cut my finger with jelly.
I must be the first person in the world to do that. I should get into the Guinness Book Of World Records. Yeap,there's blood and everything. Fucking jelly.

I guess it's time for me to stop blogging now. Unless there's someone who wants to more about jelly. Then feel free to give me a call.

Ciao my loved ones.