<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948</id><updated>2011-08-02T21:10:27.365+03:00</updated><category term='childhood'/><category term='dad'/><category term='bags'/><category term='movies'/><category term='books'/><category term='stuff'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='boys'/><category term='nature'/><category term='old times'/><category term='ballerinas'/><category term='Israel'/><category term='theatre'/><category term='easter'/><category term='truth'/><category term='summer'/><category term='job'/><category term='dying'/><category term='broken promises'/><category term='personality'/><category term='girls'/><category term='athens'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='lies'/><category term='longing'/><category term='myself'/><category term='dating'/><category term='bipolar'/><category term='grandma'/><category term='easter eggs'/><category term='work'/><category term='CHAOS'/><category term='kids'/><category term='weather'/><category term='singing'/><category term='jewelery'/><category term='holiday'/><category term='hate'/><category term='calories'/><category term='starving'/><category term='south-korea'/><category term='angry'/><category term='blahblah'/><category term='traveling'/><category term='diet'/><category term='going crazy'/><category term='sleeping'/><category term='disaster'/><category term='problems'/><category term='cold'/><category term='trouble'/><category term='sunshine'/><category term='crete'/><category term='failing'/><category term='pain'/><category term='america'/><category term='radiohead'/><category term='downloading'/><category term='sick'/><category term='love'/><category term='sleepless'/><category term='cooking'/><category term='answers'/><category term='vappu'/><category term='looks'/><category term='christmas'/><category term='volcanic ash'/><category term='Scotland'/><category term='live concerts'/><category term='lazy'/><category term='sushi'/><category term='presents'/><category term='strangeness'/><category term='new life'/><category term='new year'/><category term='cake'/><category term='whining'/><category term='english'/><category term='traumas'/><category term='gym'/><category term='cursed'/><category term='music'/><category term='laugh'/><category term='getting a job'/><category term='friendship'/><category term='good ideas'/><category term='eating'/><category term='men'/><category term='hidden feelings'/><category term='hungry'/><category term='questions'/><category term='university'/><category term='busses'/><category term='dizziness'/><category term='sad'/><category term='relationships'/><category term='horoscope'/><category term='hair'/><category term='test'/><category term='psychology'/><category term='chocolate'/><category term='japanese'/><category term='singstar'/><category term='greece'/><category term='Finland'/><category term='baking'/><category term='april fools day'/><category term='family'/><category term='Helsinki'/><category term='studying'/><category term='pissed off'/><category term='tv'/><category term='phrases'/><category term='escaping the world'/><category term='changes'/><category term='broken'/><category term='future'/><category term='silence'/><category term='story'/><category term='walking'/><category term='ugly'/><category term='ice cream'/><category term='idols'/><category term='guys'/><category term='shit'/><category term='moomins'/><category term='Eurovision'/><category term='first expressions'/><category term='him'/><category term='alone'/><category term='school'/><category term='needs'/><category term='depression'/><category term='apartment'/><category term='sad things'/><category term='drinking'/><category term='difficulties'/><category term='boring'/><category term='movie'/><category term='meeting people'/><category term='people'/><category term='autumn'/><category term='city'/><category term='Estonia'/><category term='crisis'/><category term='conclusions'/><category term='out-of-balance'/><category term='songs'/><category term='dying at school'/><category term='night'/><category term='emotional game'/><category term='playstation'/><category term='snake'/><category term='winter'/><category term='photos'/><category term='nothing'/><category term='zodiac'/><category term='forgetting'/><category term='angry issues'/><category term='emotions'/><category term='memories'/><category term='falling apart'/><category term='clothes'/><category term='goodbye'/><category term='j-rock hair'/><category term='airplanes'/><category term='happiness'/><category term='friends'/><category term='thinking'/><category term='eyes'/><category term='mirrors'/><category term='placebo'/><category term='contact lenses'/><category term='behavious'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='princess'/><category term='feeling shit'/><category term='random'/><category term='club'/><category term='universities'/><category term='2010'/><category term='party'/><category term='weekend'/><category term='socializing'/><category term='nostalgic'/><category term='life'/><category term='dead'/><category term='parents'/><category term='bad memories'/><category term='dreams'/><category term='seoul'/><category term='food'/><category term='feelings'/><category term='losing it'/><category term='japan'/><category term='loneliness'/><category term='failure'/><category term='paranoia'/><category term='mew'/><category term='snow'/><category term='fat'/><title type='text'>Can you run out of thoughts?</title><subtitle type='html'>This is a blog about things happening around me, my life and my thoughts. I write about things that annoy me, things that I'm sad about or things that just come to my mind. It's pretty colorful collection.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>92</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-7627186471253929933</id><published>2011-02-06T00:09:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T00:15:39.233+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dead'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><title type='text'>Darkside</title><content type='html'>Hey people,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back to the dark side.&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying to write this earlier, many times.. but somehow couldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been pretending that everything is good.&lt;br /&gt;That everything is on control.&lt;br /&gt;That I'm alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because that's what I want to be.&lt;br /&gt;That's what I tell to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one can see the real pain.&lt;br /&gt;They cannot know how I feel.&lt;br /&gt;How much I try to be&lt;br /&gt;good&lt;br /&gt;in everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's an inner fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm losing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I cannot see myself anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I somewhere?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I somewhere beneath all that greasy skin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whose blood?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whose bones?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whose.... heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is beating?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-7627186471253929933?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/7627186471253929933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2011/02/darkside.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/7627186471253929933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/7627186471253929933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2011/02/darkside.html' title='Darkside'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-7774922782248008160</id><published>2010-08-29T23:03:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T23:15:40.654+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='questions'/><title type='text'>Stay sane..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/THq_rCuCjCI/AAAAAAAAANA/COtxG6kfHMg/s1600/thescreammunch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510927840226479138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/THq_rCuCjCI/AAAAAAAAANA/COtxG6kfHMg/s320/thescreammunch.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[I made a new blog, but I'm keeping this one as well, to myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is more deeper, I can write anything and shake my shoulders free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is the therapy blog, I guess. Another one is the more interesting one, a happy one. The surface.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What I wanted to write here is that I feel so f****' confused right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I met a guy and I fell in love with him... then I'm gone and things get complicated. I live far away.. and I'm not sure if I can deal with this long-distance relationship... and all this heartache it costs me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although, I try to keep it up but keep my head cool anyways. He is far away so I have my own life... but still of course, I will talk to him. If everything goes good, maybe I can handle all this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm gonna start a new life anyways. I will step out of my comfort zone and get a fresh start. I just hope I don't blow it off immediately... I'm feeling that something very crazy is gonna happen very soon... I can just beg myself so that I can keep myself in control.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's gonna be partying... meeting new people and start a newlife in a new city.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please, let me stay &lt;em&gt;sane..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-7774922782248008160?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/7774922782248008160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/08/back-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/7774922782248008160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/7774922782248008160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/08/back-here.html' title='Stay sane..'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/THq_rCuCjCI/AAAAAAAAANA/COtxG6kfHMg/s72-c/thescreammunch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-3104771790818134489</id><published>2010-08-17T15:20:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T15:28:46.767+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='japanese'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Helsinki'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Finland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff'/><title type='text'>Sweet times, a bitter end</title><content type='html'>Hellohey, I've been busy these couple weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been great to show around Helsinki and Finland with Yuuki! We also went to our cottage; fishing, rowing a boat and picking up blueberries from the island on a lake. Yesterday we went to Linnanmäki amusement park and the day before we visited Suomenlinna. He is a great guy!! Just too bad he is younger than me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have done so much here, the best was probably last week when we went to a forest in a middle of the night to see shooting stars!! I loved it and I saw so many!&lt;br /&gt;I've been feeling very good and even hyper. Also, I have learned Japanese and a lot about Japanese culture. I'm gonna be very sad when he goes home the day after tomorrow..byaaa-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we are gonna make sushi!&lt;br /&gt;Also, I finally get my lovely cat back today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mata neeee~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-3104771790818134489?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/3104771790818134489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/08/sweet-times-bitter-end.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/3104771790818134489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/3104771790818134489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/08/sweet-times-bitter-end.html' title='Sweet times, a bitter end'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-2254784228162336689</id><published>2010-07-30T00:08:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T22:50:39.663+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Helsinki'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Around Helsinki</title><content type='html'>I've been playing a tourist guide and showing around Helsinki to a French girl. She is great! And we have had so much fun together! I really like her.&lt;br /&gt;She is also learning Finnish so I do my best to help her. We have been to Suomenlinna, Korkeasaari (zoo), Helsinki churches and went to a beach today. Tomorrow we will be visiting a garden and the stone church.&lt;br /&gt;Also, of course shopping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just.. one another day I also met my friend.. It was fun with him!&lt;br /&gt;Although now he doesn't answer my messages so I'm afraid he is mad at me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna lose him too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least it's gonna be f*cking easy to leave this country on the day when I go. I'm not gonna miss people anymore and No one is gonna miss me. So happy end I guess......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-2254784228162336689?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/2254784228162336689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/07/around-helsinki.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/2254784228162336689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/2254784228162336689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/07/around-helsinki.html' title='Around Helsinki'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-7888565561352790588</id><published>2010-07-24T00:07:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T00:29:17.437+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='broken promises'/><title type='text'>!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/TEoJJ22WGqI/AAAAAAAAAMw/lCY3b3QhHBE/s1600/letting+go.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497216360106039970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/TEoJJ22WGqI/AAAAAAAAAMw/lCY3b3QhHBE/s320/letting+go.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hate people right now.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My so called 'friend' has been treating me like a shit everytime she is dating someone. She always cancels our meetings and drangs her dates with us.. I really can't stand it but i don't wanna lose her though because I really don't have many friends. And I always pretend that I don't care and that it doesn't hurt me when she cancels...&lt;br /&gt;Although now I told her how I feel and she is just saing she is sorry but you know what*? I think I really are not gonna see her that much anymore... If she wants me around, she will show it to me. I will make her beg !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other people then... they are just being mean to me or like teasing me with their stupid jokes that I really don't want to hear.&lt;br /&gt;I might be sensitive but for someone who is sensitive himself shouldn't be saying those things to me because he should know how they hurt !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So is it any surprise that I'm all alone? guess not because everyone is just being an asshole and doesnt really care about me at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those two that are the closest ones for me, make me feel like shit all the time. It really doesnt help me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-7888565561352790588?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/7888565561352790588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post_24.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/7888565561352790588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/7888565561352790588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post_24.html' title='!!'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/TEoJJ22WGqI/AAAAAAAAAMw/lCY3b3QhHBE/s72-c/letting+go.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-1726506659988579505</id><published>2010-07-20T20:27:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T20:56:54.315+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>どうするの?</title><content type='html'>Σ΄αγαπώ.... &lt;br /&gt;사랑해... &lt;br /&gt;Seni seviyorum... &lt;br /&gt;я тебя люблю... &lt;br /&gt;我愛你... &lt;br /&gt;Mahal kita... &lt;br /&gt;Em yêu anh... &lt;br /&gt;Te amo... &lt;br /&gt;Ma armastan sind... &lt;br /&gt;אני אוהבת אותך...&lt;br /&gt;Jag älskar dig... &lt;br /&gt;Ah loove ye... &lt;br /&gt;Ich liebe Dich... &lt;br /&gt;Ti amo...&lt;br /&gt;Rakastan sinua... &lt;br /&gt;愛してる... &lt;br /&gt;Je t'aime... &lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've loved him for more than a year already.,.,.,.,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always wish to see him and talk to him see his smile and hear his voice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure what should I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow he is special to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-1726506659988579505?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/1726506659988579505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/1726506659988579505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/1726506659988579505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post.html' title='どうするの?'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-2796206220344229573</id><published>2010-07-17T15:59:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T20:43:34.412+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Songs I like to sing.</title><content type='html'>Just listed a of couple songs I like to sing. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Although I rarely sing in company..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Keane feat K'naan: Stop for a minute&lt;br /&gt;- Paramore: The only exception&lt;br /&gt;- Three days grace: Never too late&lt;br /&gt;- Evanescence: My immortal&lt;br /&gt;- Evanescence: Bring me to life&lt;br /&gt;- My chemical romance: Helena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-2796206220344229573?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/2796206220344229573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/07/songs-i-like-to-sing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/2796206220344229573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/2796206220344229573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/07/songs-i-like-to-sing.html' title='Songs I like to sing.'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-4083970394304216883</id><published>2010-07-17T15:07:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T15:16:50.883+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crete'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='athens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='greece'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='traveling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunshine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>Greek adventure</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/TEGdolz7OtI/AAAAAAAAAMo/q7_71gUJxLY/s1600/ateenassa+060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494846341038947026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/TEGdolz7OtI/AAAAAAAAAMo/q7_71gUJxLY/s200/ateenassa+060.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a great and amazing trip to Greece. I enjoyed it for 11 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met some amazing people, went to some beautiful places and swam in the crystal clear blue water !&lt;br /&gt;Although sun turned out to be my enemy when I burn my skin and got sick for one day for not drinking enough water..&lt;br /&gt;So people, please drink water as much as you can!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also visited Crete island, there was a very mysterious and fantastic cave ! It was something I will always remember.. and I love caves hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Athens I saw some very cool anthic temples and other buildings, most of them pretty much broken through the years. It smelled like interesting history, yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-4083970394304216883?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/4083970394304216883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/07/greek-adventure.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/4083970394304216883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/4083970394304216883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/07/greek-adventure.html' title='Greek adventure'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/TEGdolz7OtI/AAAAAAAAAMo/q7_71gUJxLY/s72-c/ateenassa+060.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-6957165769054084309</id><published>2010-06-24T01:09:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T01:11:54.280+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='america'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much memories a photo can refresh ^^ loving it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,, there is a reason why I love America so much, eventhough the country isn't so great itself. It just happens to be that my happiest living time was there. All the golden memories... and from the pictures I can see that i was never that happy in my life....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-6957165769054084309?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/6957165769054084309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/06/wow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/6957165769054084309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/6957165769054084309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/06/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-1202374136425197056</id><published>2010-06-23T22:33:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T22:43:41.277+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='escaping the world'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hidden feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotional game'/><title type='text'>Sorry seems to be the hardest word</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm so sorry I didn't trust you enough, all those situations when I doubt you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I feel like I should have told you how much you meant to me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm sorry how much I really expected from you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm sorry I lied to you... and teased you by not answering my phone and ignoring some of your messages. But you did that to... just ignored me once in a while. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So I started to play your game.... and I just hurt myself. Maybe you liked it, at least it looked like that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I still don't know the truth. I think we just couldnt make it work and either one of us didn't want to give up the game. But I really hope that I would have just lose to you, because I feel much more loser now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I really want you back..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know I will never be able to say this to him so therefore I just wrote it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-1202374136425197056?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/1202374136425197056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/06/sorry-seems-to-be-hardest-word.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/1202374136425197056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/1202374136425197056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/06/sorry-seems-to-be-hardest-word.html' title='Sorry seems to be the hardest word'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-4140987291107312762</id><published>2010-06-20T23:46:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T00:02:28.904+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='childhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='traumas'/><title type='text'>the X-files</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I remember having nightmares and how I was so scared I almost fell off the bed when I was five years old. My dad was my hero, he came to calm me down when I cried out loud almost every night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Still I don't know what was it about. Maybe days were so horrible that I couldn't handle it except in a sleep?! I actually don't remember a lot. I just remember I got a lot of rejection and adults often made me feel like I wasn't good as myself and that I needed to be better in many ways. I was very shy and afraid of a lot of things. Well, go figure why....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So my childhood wasn't easy. I cried so much and remember how I didn't like myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I couldn't do a cartwheel like all the other kids could do at my dance class. They still told me I should try out to the other group that train professionals. How ever that hit me and made me even more woundrable. Since that I haven't enjoyed dancing at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Since 11-years old I wanted to die. Life just wasn't easy and I felt always that I don't belong anywhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-4140987291107312762?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/4140987291107312762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/06/x-files.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/4140987291107312762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/4140987291107312762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/06/x-files.html' title='the X-files'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-6212744213911884009</id><published>2010-06-19T15:12:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T15:12:26.326+03:00</updated><title type='text'>The sadest song I know...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: url(http://i4.ytimg.com/vi/g5DKDqxfm7E/hqdefault.jpg)" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/g5DKDqxfm7E&amp;amp;hl=fi_FI&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/g5DKDqxfm7E&amp;amp;hl=fi_FI&amp;amp;fs=1" width="425" height="344" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A fine Frenzy - Almost lover&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-6212744213911884009?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/6212744213911884009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/06/sadest-song-i-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/6212744213911884009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/6212744213911884009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/06/sadest-song-i-know.html' title='The sadest song I know...'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-6676852199944388963</id><published>2010-06-15T22:14:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T22:25:09.220+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scotland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='greece'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meeting people'/><title type='text'>Is this summer?!</title><content type='html'>It's still kind of cold outside.. and has been most of the time this month. Looks like this is a crappy summer.. weather is bad and I have no one nice person to hang around with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last couple weeks nothing has really happened. I went to x-ray my knee, my friend had a graduation party in a restaurant, I bought a dress to take with me to Greece and I went to see a movie with my mom. I hope this is not what it's gonna be the whole time until my life restarts in September...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm glad to visit Greece in two weeks, right after Midsummer. I will meet some Greek people as well, so it's gonna be fun and a lot of sunshine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh I forgot to mention I met a new friend, T. She studies in the University I will be attending so I was so glad to met her and ask all those questions hhahaha. It's great to know her!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already booked the flight tickets to Scotland ^^ I'm so happy about that! And for sure, can't wait!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until that, I will continue my passive living through books, magazines, computer games, movies and internet.. bbbah -____-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-6676852199944388963?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/6676852199944388963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/06/is-this-summer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/6676852199944388963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/6676852199944388963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/06/is-this-summer.html' title='Is this summer?!'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-3311264524840869524</id><published>2010-05-31T22:00:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T22:16:30.026+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clothes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Israel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eurovision'/><title type='text'>Puzzzle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/TAQKuNu54_I/AAAAAAAAAMg/sDpXyHg5NXA/s1600/tel-aviv-night-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477514835866018802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/TAQKuNu54_I/AAAAAAAAAMg/sDpXyHg5NXA/s320/tel-aviv-night-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Saturday I watched The Eurovision Songcast 2010, something I usually like to do every year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was very tough this year I think, I liked the winner song and the sweet Lena but still there were many other songs also that would have deserved a victory as well. Well, unfortunately only one can win. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not sure how I got suddenly some virus in my through or what but it has been very sore couple last days.. I hope tomorrow I can wake up and be finally happy with it ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For some reason about twice a year I always happen to catch this cactus in my throat... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What ever, I tried today again to create a new recipe for homemade bread but hahahha maybe I started to early and was too tired or something so they didn't turn out so well but anyhow I know now what ingredients to change next time. And they were ok enough.. hahah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm glad it's gonna be warmer soon again. I like hot weather!! And as my friend will graduate this Saturday, I will be wearing a dress and hope it's sunny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OHHH and some random but not so random thought I had lately... I really want to visit Israel one day !! I'm serious. Hopefully soon!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-3311264524840869524?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/3311264524840869524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/05/puzzzle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/3311264524840869524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/3311264524840869524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/05/puzzzle.html' title='Puzzzle'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/TAQKuNu54_I/AAAAAAAAAMg/sDpXyHg5NXA/s72-c/tel-aviv-night-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-3367537081553679078</id><published>2010-05-23T22:46:00.007+03:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T19:59:16.339+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dying'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alone'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S_mHomWQbtI/AAAAAAAAAMY/F1oKfRfIG1A/s1600/alone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474555953603964626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S_mHomWQbtI/AAAAAAAAAMY/F1oKfRfIG1A/s320/alone.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They left me all alone.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//''There is so much I want to tell you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;There is so much I want to hear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;But, if after learning everything, our love breaks........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Then, I'd rather be as I am now.''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-3367537081553679078?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/3367537081553679078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/05/they-left-me-all-alone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/3367537081553679078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/3367537081553679078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/05/they-left-me-all-alone.html' title=''/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S_mHomWQbtI/AAAAAAAAAMY/F1oKfRfIG1A/s72-c/alone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-3286410885082289826</id><published>2010-05-23T19:55:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T19:59:16.054+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S_le2VwkPvI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/YS6QDEdtACw/s1600/413px-akai_ito-fuji_tv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 221px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474511109692342002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S_le2VwkPvI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/YS6QDEdtACw/s320/413px-akai_ito-fuji_tv.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;''You can't put your true feelings into words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't express my important feelings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If the two of us could exchange the feelings in our hearts.........''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-3286410885082289826?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/3286410885082289826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/3286410885082289826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/3286410885082289826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S_le2VwkPvI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/YS6QDEdtACw/s72-c/413px-akai_ito-fuji_tv.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-7878060219853384491</id><published>2010-05-21T21:50:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T23:13:54.525+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunshine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='job'/><title type='text'>Sunshineee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S_bpcpiyBlI/AAAAAAAAAMI/qd7hqT3tp2Q/s1600/kids-gardening-toys-03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 250px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473819075512763986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S_bpcpiyBlI/AAAAAAAAAMI/qd7hqT3tp2Q/s320/kids-gardening-toys-03.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has been so sunny that I've eaten double as much ice cream as normally, hahahha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But otherwise I love it! I put my new sandals on and tomorrow wearing a skirt again♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week I earned some money by being a babysitter. I spent couple hours with a five-year old boy who first didn't like me. I thought he was a trouble case but later he seemed to like me a lot hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday then, I met an american family and babysitted their two kids; a girl age of five and a boy age of three. Guess who fell a sleep earlier?!&lt;br /&gt;Nah, it wasn't the little one!! I was so surprised that he stayed up so late and just wanted to play and play more... I was exchausted hahahah so at the end I just left him alone to calm down and then he finally hit the pillow. They had a very nice apartment.. I'm a little jealous hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today on my way to the hair salon I went to library, I read some magazines there and got some movies to take home with me. She cut my hair a little bit, the damaged parts and now it looks better although it's a little shorter.. I guess that's my summer look!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If everything goes according to plan, tomorrow I will go and enjoy some time in a park and later at night going to movies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-7878060219853384491?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/7878060219853384491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/05/sunshineee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/7878060219853384491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/7878060219853384491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/05/sunshineee.html' title='Sunshineee'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S_bpcpiyBlI/AAAAAAAAAMI/qd7hqT3tp2Q/s72-c/kids-gardening-toys-03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-4938090949569484329</id><published>2010-05-14T21:00:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T21:31:53.360+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='escaping the world'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='difficulties'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bipolar'/><title type='text'>Lately..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S-2Wz0LCdKI/AAAAAAAAAMA/mcjVC9SOWQA/s1600/sadeye.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471194939247457442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S-2Wz0LCdKI/AAAAAAAAAMA/mcjVC9SOWQA/s320/sadeye.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been spending a lot of money. I bought a new cell phone, shoes, two brand new movies and sunglasses. Well, could be worse, but that's still a bit unusual..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been watching a lot of movies and all kind of crap from the TV that doesn't really move me that much. I just like that I can disappear to somewhere else for a while and just watch something that has nothing to do with me.&lt;br /&gt;Also I've been reading a lot of books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't seen any of my friends or anyone lately. Only family. I don't even miss my friends really, because I think most of them are bunch of liars who don't really care a shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I got this sickness again. I call it spiritually paralyzed. So that's what I'm right now.. I feel like doing a lot of things and living my life for the fullest and long for some happy moments and company... but I really cannot do anything. I feel like if I try, it all goes wrong and that I will just fall on my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm facing the fear of losing again, because I know that I don't really wanna meet new people in case I would begin to like them so much that it would be hard and even more a pity to say goodbye at the end of summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also my old friends, they might think I've left already and don't want to spend time with me because they feel I will be gone anyways. Well I think thats so wrong...&lt;br /&gt;If someone would be leaving soon, I would just want to double my time with that person so that I would have wonderful memories when the person is gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, people are mostly very selfish and don't take things as seriously as I might take them. Sometimes I wish I could be that way.. I always have something to worry about, even though I shouldnt have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm not feeling so well but cannot change it so therefore I will just be and hope that my new life will start oneday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-4938090949569484329?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/4938090949569484329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/05/lately.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/4938090949569484329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/4938090949569484329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/05/lately.html' title='Lately..'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S-2Wz0LCdKI/AAAAAAAAAMA/mcjVC9SOWQA/s72-c/sadeye.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-1517915392396978953</id><published>2010-05-11T19:34:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T19:47:36.916+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disaster'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>''What is the boundary between being friends and being lovers?&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps you'll only find out once you've crossed it..''&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-1517915392396978953?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/1517915392396978953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-is-boundary-between-being-friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/1517915392396978953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/1517915392396978953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-is-boundary-between-being-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-5021524588979590756</id><published>2010-05-09T23:16:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T00:05:57.614+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad things'/><title type='text'>Where is the girl I adore..</title><content type='html'>Do you still feel Him&lt;br /&gt;calling in the air tonight&lt;br /&gt;do you still feel Him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like you've done this before&lt;br /&gt;You make breaking hearts look so easy&lt;br /&gt;Seems like you've done this before&lt;br /&gt;You've got breaking hearts all but down&lt;br /&gt;have you done this, you've done this before&lt;br /&gt;You make stealing hearts look so easy&lt;br /&gt;Where is the girl I adore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you collect the souls you've lost&lt;br /&gt;in the top of your dresser drawer&lt;br /&gt;Count the number of tears displaced&lt;br /&gt;on lonely bedroom floors&lt;br /&gt;A machine where your heart once was&lt;br /&gt;slowly takes the place of you&lt;br /&gt;Only hold the memories now&lt;br /&gt;of the love I thought I knew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - - - - - - - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot go to the ocean&lt;br /&gt;I cannot drive the streets at night.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot wake up in the morning&lt;br /&gt;Without you on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;So you're gone and I'm haunted&lt;br /&gt;And I bet you are just fine&lt;br /&gt;Did I make it that easy&lt;br /&gt;To walk right in &amp; out of my life? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - - - - - - -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-5021524588979590756?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/5021524588979590756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/05/where-is-girl-i-adore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/5021524588979590756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/5021524588979590756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/05/where-is-girl-i-adore.html' title='Where is the girl I adore..'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-1379665922609542990</id><published>2010-05-07T22:36:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T22:42:31.371+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boring'/><title type='text'>What now...</title><content type='html'>I'm not sure how to handle things anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Things are getting out of control, just before I thought that everything is gonna be fine. I felt good couple days ago, I was smiling and shining when I walked around the streets..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, now I got lazy and unhappy again. But still, when I think of it, NO PAIN NO GAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I bet I can handle this as well :] just now it takes a hell out of me, but soon....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be happy again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just need three things: 1] new cell phone  2] new shoes  3] warm weather&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's not a lot ! Especially... in the case that I'm going shopping tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-1379665922609542990?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/1379665922609542990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-now.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/1379665922609542990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/1379665922609542990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-now.html' title='What now...'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-6875088445354864976</id><published>2010-05-01T21:28:00.006+03:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T23:19:36.920+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phrases'/><title type='text'>I believe in you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S9yMX1pckHI/AAAAAAAAAL4/qmcpF6OQpUI/s1600/deviant,expressive,hair,necklace,photography,portrait-28e0037f578e0a735ebb5471851f5d8f_h.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466398388886737010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S9yMX1pckHI/AAAAAAAAAL4/qmcpF6OQpUI/s320/deviant,expressive,hair,necklace,photography,portrait-28e0037f578e0a735ebb5471851f5d8f_h.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''We meet, come to know each other, fall in love and part right after. This is how many sad stories evolve.'' -Samuel Taylor Coleridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''In love there is only one law: to make your love happy.'' -Stendhal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''When two people cry together for the first time, they understand how much they love each other.'' -Emile Deschamps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''Love is a sacred madness.'' -Renaissance proverb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''The moment one begins to love another, is when life really starts.'' -Scuderi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-6875088445354864976?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/6875088445354864976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-believe-in-you.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/6875088445354864976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/6875088445354864976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-believe-in-you.html' title='I believe in you.'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S9yMX1pckHI/AAAAAAAAAL4/qmcpF6OQpUI/s72-c/deviant,expressive,hair,necklace,photography,portrait-28e0037f578e0a735ebb5471851f5d8f_h.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-3867082299814780445</id><published>2010-04-30T20:39:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T21:00:04.180+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pissed off'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vappu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='theatre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Vappu and all this crap</title><content type='html'>Today is Vappu and I'm doing nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Exept I just ate 3 donuts ! My mom made them so I couldn't say no. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things just got out of hand when I first got information that my friends go away to Tallinn and then I started to think about going out and chill in Helsinki like usually, but it's so cold that the idea of walking around/sitting in the park in the cold air doesn't sound any good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh and I heard that my friends are not going to Tallinn and that they party at my friends house. I almost ask if I could go too, but then I though that lately going there just makes me either eat way too much sweets or feel like an outsider so I decided not to ask. Also, they didn't ask me to come in the first place so maybe they don't even want me there.. Which is kind of crap. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very easy guest. I don't usually eat much and I can always behave and see if it's the time for me to leave. Also, I don't whine or stuff like that, I'm just happy to be a guest!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh I almost forgot !! Yesterday I went to see a theatre show♥ it was called ''Amijima'' and it was pretty good!&lt;br /&gt;I liked the kimono's they were wearing and the traditional japanese music as well as the story itself, eventhough it was a little simpleminded. Still romantic at the end!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-3867082299814780445?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/3867082299814780445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/04/vappu-and-all-this-crap.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/3867082299814780445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/3867082299814780445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/04/vappu-and-all-this-crap.html' title='Vappu and all this crap'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-4120436450583049713</id><published>2010-04-27T21:23:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T21:36:19.345+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ice cream'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loneliness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='playstation'/><title type='text'>Somebody save me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S9cuUOW7zXI/AAAAAAAAALw/Bt7fAvp95jA/s1600/phish_food.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 220px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 292px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464887597823937906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S9cuUOW7zXI/AAAAAAAAALw/Bt7fAvp95jA/s320/phish_food.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I enjoyed some Ben &amp;amp; Jerry's ice cream when they gave it for free in the city. Delicious !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also attended some boring babysitter meeting where they told us about kids &amp;amp; media. Well it was alright... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I'm home and got nothing to do. Well it's kinda late so I could go to sleep, but tomorrow I'm all free and got nothing to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I'm thinking this is how it's gonna be... whole summer? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, lately I got some new PS2 games so I could play those.. for example Singstar and sing here all by myself : DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I have some j-dramas that I want to watch... but it's still not good. I want company!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someone who listens me and doesn't treat me badly... Just the thing is that all those people cannot come. They either don't wanna see me or cannot come otherways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i could go to the city and meet a friend, but the thing is that lately all my so called friends have been just annoying and boring. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like I said before, I have pretty much bad kind of friends, those that don't really care a shit if I die tomorrow. I need friends that I can trust and friends that I know they like me, whatever I do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-4120436450583049713?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/4120436450583049713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/04/somebody-save-me.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/4120436450583049713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/4120436450583049713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/04/somebody-save-me.html' title='Somebody save me...'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S9cuUOW7zXI/AAAAAAAAALw/Bt7fAvp95jA/s72-c/phish_food.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-2651015182129790439</id><published>2010-04-23T13:23:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T14:00:43.026+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='south-korea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='problems'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seoul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='volcanic ash'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='airplanes'/><title type='text'>Cityviews, shopping bags and travel nightmares</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S9F7nYZ2ttI/AAAAAAAAALo/kaLPLAQD5Go/s1600/huhtikuu+nolkymmenen+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463283739473131218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S9F7nYZ2ttI/AAAAAAAAALo/kaLPLAQD5Go/s320/huhtikuu+nolkymmenen+017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seoul was ggggreat! I spent there 10 days and enjoyed a lot ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found a lot of things to shop, visited a palace and Seoul tower. Almost everyday I used metro/subway and got suprised how people watched TV from their cellphones in the train. I want too!!&lt;br /&gt;There were many metro lines and once we got so confused that we went to the wrong direction hahaha. But the trains were great, worked well and fast and were almost every time packed full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the airspace scandal started, I thought it will go away in couple days. When the day of my flight was getting closer I started to feel worried and when my flight at the end was cancelled I really started to freak out.. I thought, maybe I have to take some crazy way over Russia. Then I thought that I could go to Japan and visit my friends in Sapporo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday when my flight was supposed to be, I went to a department house and at six thirty about, I got a message that I supposed to be at the airport at eight to check in. I was like OMGGGG I still have a way to get home so I ran over the city in the rain and out of breath and as fast as I could I packed my things in the bag and run to the taxi. I was like omfg, If I don't catch this flight, I might stay here for weeks.. so when I heard they delayed it a little bit more and when sitting in the plane at 10, I thought how lucky I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My plane wasn't able to make to Helsinki though, and first they said it will land in Oulu. Well, they decided to land in Rovaniemi after all, because of safety reasons (volcanic ash heading to more north..) so the journey got a little more complicated and we all ended up hotel and had great breakfast after 4 hours of sleep and then in the morning they told us to be at the airport at 12.30. At the Rovaniemi airport we had bad news when first of all, there were so many people considered it's a small airport and no one knew what to do and where to go. Then they told us the plane is delayed and takes off at 21 or so. Well we waited... and finally the plane took off at eight and I got home before midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy end, ehhhh?&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to be here, and today again, I found myseld tearing my eyes off again.&lt;br /&gt;Feels like nothing makes sense and that I'm here all alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I will take a break from all of this.&lt;br /&gt;I might not use internet for a while.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I need to find my life again.&lt;br /&gt;Just not sure what should I do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-2651015182129790439?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/2651015182129790439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/04/cityviews-shopping-bags-and-travel.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/2651015182129790439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/2651015182129790439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/04/cityviews-shopping-bags-and-travel.html' title='Cityviews, shopping bags and travel nightmares'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S9F7nYZ2ttI/AAAAAAAAALo/kaLPLAQD5Go/s72-c/huhtikuu+nolkymmenen+017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-7057198347845536351</id><published>2010-04-10T22:43:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T22:58:02.279+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='south-korea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='traveling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>誕生日</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S8DYJHmdk2I/AAAAAAAAALg/o1zLDovpkt4/s1600/seoul51.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 258px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458600399543833442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S8DYJHmdk2I/AAAAAAAAALg/o1zLDovpkt4/s320/seoul51.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm getting old... hahah! TOMORROWWWW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom made a strawberry cake ^___^ It's so pretty ! I bet it tastes good as well : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, tomorrow.. This birthday-girl travels to South-Korea, Seoul. I'll stay for 10 days. AWWWWSOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is very great, I've always been curious about Korea. And I think there is very good chance to do great shopping ! I want pretty clothes and something sweeeeeeet.&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to see it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. Lately I've been watching so much 花ざかりの君たちへ so therefore sometime my brain fails to think normally : DDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-7057198347845536351?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/7057198347845536351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/7057198347845536351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/7057198347845536351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html' title='誕生日'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S8DYJHmdk2I/AAAAAAAAALg/o1zLDovpkt4/s72-c/seoul51.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-3381391272642681187</id><published>2010-04-04T22:50:00.013+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T23:39:16.367+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='easter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bags'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jewelery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Easter at Grandma's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S7jw-6_txFI/AAAAAAAAALI/1O-rzvSGvSY/s1600/bliblablo+020+%E2%80%93+Kopio.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456375912338408530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S7jw-6_txFI/AAAAAAAAALI/1O-rzvSGvSY/s320/bliblablo+020+%E2%80%93+Kopio.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First of all, this is our Easter grass : DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's better this year hahaha !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, there were more Chocolate eggs but I ate a lot of them... hhahahah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today me and my family visited at our grandma's. She was glad to see us and we all ate just way too much... I felt so horrible when sitting in the car on the way home...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There we watched old photos, it was so nice to see my grandma's wedding photo! And how my mom looked when she was young. Hahahah there was also our kid photos. Funny photos !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My grandma had done some cleaning around the house and she had stuff that she doesnt need so she ended up giving me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- A Turquoise (stone) neckless which is gorgeous ^^ and a cute red make up purse. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S7j0NE11kfI/AAAAAAAAALQ/hjgG8TliPLs/s1600/necklesspurse.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 277px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 228px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456379454034383346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S7j0NE11kfI/AAAAAAAAALQ/hjgG8TliPLs/s320/necklesspurse.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also I noticed she had tons of bags so I got a big school bag -like one which is leather. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S7j1Zi2IJjI/AAAAAAAAALY/sT7cN0Ff9qM/s1600/grandma+007+%E2%80%93+Kopio.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 171px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456380767758722610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S7j1Zi2IJjI/AAAAAAAAALY/sT7cN0Ff9qM/s320/grandma+007+%E2%80%93+Kopio.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahhaha I love them all! Especially the bag and the Turqouise pearls ^^ Something old and cool !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS. I love my Grandma!! ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She is 82 years old and just awesome. She is very healthy and I'm pretty sure she will make it for 100-year-old as long as she wants! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-3381391272642681187?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/3381391272642681187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter-at-grandma.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/3381391272642681187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/3381391272642681187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter-at-grandma.html' title='Easter at Grandma&apos;s'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S7jw-6_txFI/AAAAAAAAALI/1O-rzvSGvSY/s72-c/bliblablo+020+%E2%80%93+Kopio.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-7861180517681700960</id><published>2010-04-02T22:17:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T22:40:33.725+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>A little story</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S7ZHbiV-JiI/AAAAAAAAAK4/ynnSS-27xKo/s1600/the+hidden+love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 230px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455626537006933538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S7ZHbiV-JiI/AAAAAAAAAK4/ynnSS-27xKo/s320/the+hidden+love.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was something that I wrote. Just fiction. It hit me today and I had a flashback.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;''I told her a lie. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;It made her feel sad and betrayed, but when time passed by every day I felt even more miserable and couldn't think what to do. So I lied to her. It was the easiest thing to do and because she was somewhere far away, I didn't have to see her face or even look at her. I postponed my sorrow and agony, at that moment I didn't feel nothing. Not even her pain and I couldn't think about her tears. I concentrated totally to the thought to keep my strenght and my power over her. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;She lost her faith in me and still today, I haven't got it back. I know that I don't deserve it back, but at the same time I'm angry at myself for letting her down and even more, telling her things that were horrible lies. Just to save her and save myself (I thought..)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;But she still doesn't know the truth, and some of these days, I'm not sure if I know either. I hid my feelings so well that I made myself to believe my own lies. But the truth is, I was only hiding. I was scared and couldn't handle with the truth that I really was feeling what I felt. I wanted to make things simple, to make my life easy and clear. Go straight forwardly... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;But my feelings, still haven't change and as much as it kills me to see that you lost your faith in me.... I still can't tell you the truth. Even though this all theater kills me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love her more than she can ever know.''&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-7861180517681700960?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/7861180517681700960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/04/little-story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/7861180517681700960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/7861180517681700960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/04/little-story.html' title='A little story'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S7ZHbiV-JiI/AAAAAAAAAK4/ynnSS-27xKo/s72-c/the+hidden+love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-8314125658357619224</id><published>2010-04-02T14:19:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T14:26:56.333+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dead'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='questions'/><title type='text'>Oaah..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S7XUYT22DOI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Y0ph5fHkxfQ/s1600/why.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455500037741481186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S7XUYT22DOI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Y0ph5fHkxfQ/s200/why.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feeling bad again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not sure why. Just everything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My life is so boring, even though it's my own choice, kinda.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have this bad habit of getting nostalgic and remembering old good times and memories with people. I can't get those back and it makes me sad. I would like to create new memories but seems like people just don't. They are busy or so, and I'm just not busy at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish I could just forget everything. Stop this all and start over. But my memory doesn't let me, it's like a song repeating itseld over an over. Just, I don't want to replay, I want something new.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Any ideas how could I start a new life.. just even, little by little?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-8314125658357619224?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/8314125658357619224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/04/oaah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/8314125658357619224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/8314125658357619224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/04/oaah.html' title='Oaah..'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S7XUYT22DOI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Y0ph5fHkxfQ/s72-c/why.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-479615247077337524</id><published>2010-04-01T22:52:00.006+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T23:14:47.612+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='easter eggs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='easter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clothes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='april fools day'/><title type='text'>Easter's coming..</title><content type='html'>Lately nothing special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did some shopping (a turquoise t-shirt, blue cardigan or whatever and a long-sleeve shirt which is pretty cool ^^) hmmm, still needing some shoes and  dresses maybe? : D hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I already feel bad when I think of how many chocolate eggs I've eaten this year.. AND IT'S NOT EVEN EASTER YET GWWWAA!! but I never liked the chocolate that is made in somewhere middle Europe and tastes too sweet and yucky hahahah I liked the suprises though ! And I still do hahahahha! I got this cute watermelon eating Hello Kitty^^ and a tiny Moomin magnet hahahah!!&lt;br /&gt;But the best egg is Fazer MIGNON egg! It's delicious!! ^___^&lt;br /&gt;well, of course it is when it doesn't have a suprise in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh and I first forgot that today is that stupid foolish day when people try to tell lies over my ears. Well, I have to say I didn't believe a lot of things since my friend a second ago told me something that I really shocked so much that I believed it ! She said that she got fired and I was like whaaaaat and already comfort her and then she tells me it was a trick lol. DAAAARN, this has never happendes before hahahaha! I'm always the one who can say ''got 'cha!''&lt;br /&gt;But heyyyy I'm an honest person and I really hate to lie even on purpose : D so nooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I got a little mad when I realized that Liquor store is not open on Saturday so I cannot get my sparkling wine -__- but well, that's fixable heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yayyy, tomorrow evertyhing is closed and it's gonna rain so I'm probably gonna watch a movie or two and eat more easter eggs.. eww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Easter! ^^^&lt;br /&gt; I will write more about it later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-479615247077337524?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/479615247077337524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/04/easters-coming.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/479615247077337524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/479615247077337524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/04/easters-coming.html' title='Easter&apos;s coming..'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-3301712856964424620</id><published>2010-03-29T21:59:00.008+03:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T22:49:12.204+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horoscope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zodiac'/><title type='text'>Chinese zodiac</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S7ED3CLI7FI/AAAAAAAAAKo/aSIrEmVjM5I/s1600/snake_zodiac_hebi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 187px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454144867733662802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S7ED3CLI7FI/AAAAAAAAAKo/aSIrEmVjM5I/s200/snake_zodiac_hebi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is maybe the only one horoscope that I mostly believe.&lt;br /&gt;Chinese horoscope seems to be usually right and this time as well! What it tells about Snake and what I am, there is a huge similarity. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*_____^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese Zodiac - Snake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personality&lt;br /&gt;Occupying the 6th position in the Chinese Zodiac, the Snake symbolizes such character traits as intelligence, gracefulness and materialism. When it comes to decision-making, Snakes are extremely analytical and as a result, they don’t jump into situations. They are effective at getting the things they want, even if it means they have to scheme and plot along the way.&lt;br /&gt;Snakes are very materialistic creatures, preferring to surround themselves with the finest that life has to offer. This is especially evident in the home, where luxurious furnishings and surroundings help Snakes seek the peace they need in order to thrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Health&lt;br /&gt;Snakes prefer living a life of calmness, preferring quietness over noise and a manageable workload rather than a schedule that’s overly-booked. Snakes become easily stressed when their lives aren’t peaceful or in order. Too much of this way of life can shorten a snake’s life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Career&lt;br /&gt;Snakes do work very hard, but they have a tendency to be job-hoppers as they become easily bored. Their somewhat laid-back attitude causes them to be mistakenly categorized as slackers, but nothing could be further from the truth! Snakes are very creative and extremely diligent. They’re excellent problem-solvers and thrive under tight deadlines. Good career choices for Snakes include: scientist, analyst, investigator, painter, potter, jeweler, astrologer, magician, dietician, and sociologist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relationships&lt;br /&gt;Snakes are excellent seducers so they never have trouble attracting others. However, they’ll be the ones to decide when a relationship has potential and when it does not. Once they’ve chosen a partner, a Snake’s insecure side will begin to show through. Snakes guards their chosen partners much like a prized possessions, becoming jealous and even obsessive. Snakes prefer to keep their feelings to themselves. It’s important to never betray a Snake’s trust as a betrayed snake will make it a goal to get even some day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earth Snakes – Years 1929 and 1989&lt;br /&gt;Earth Snakes always seem to be calm and content. They’re friendly and approachable and believe that they’ll reap great rewards by working hard and relying on common sense. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-3301712856964424620?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/3301712856964424620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/03/chinese-zodiac.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/3301712856964424620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/3301712856964424620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/03/chinese-zodiac.html' title='Chinese zodiac'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S7ED3CLI7FI/AAAAAAAAAKo/aSIrEmVjM5I/s72-c/snake_zodiac_hebi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-6851223671461598833</id><published>2010-03-25T15:54:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T16:08:38.914+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scotland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apartment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><title type='text'>darn this Weather!</title><content type='html'>It's sad the weather still being so cold that I really don't feel like going for a walk -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I will see one of my friends but I still don't know what we are gonna do. This crappy cold weather just doesn't inspire me at all.. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;I would like to go and see AVATAR but my friend probably doesn't have money..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping is also just boring when all the stores are so full of ugly clothes that you can only wear once... I don't like to buy clothes that are for ''wear once, throw away then'' !!&lt;br /&gt;But I would like some shoes for the spring! And summer !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I'm moving to Scotland in September, I checked online some local clothing stores. Looks pretty good ! ^^ Still, even there, some of the stores are the same. Those local ones like Vero moda and  Zara for example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I booked an apartment as well!! Actually for a while ago already... I just got the papers done and paid for the deposit. It's pretty nice! I will have 4 other roommates, but I will be having my own bathroom. And it's close to the center! As well as close to the university! Actually, it's in the middle hahah. Awwwwwesome.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm glad that I got things organized already pretty much ^^&lt;br /&gt;Next step is to apply for SAAS to get my tuition fees paid hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good weekend everyone! ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-6851223671461598833?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/6851223671461598833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/03/darn-this-weather.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/6851223671461598833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/6851223671461598833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/03/darn-this-weather.html' title='darn this Weather!'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-3126554012269647647</id><published>2010-03-24T15:30:00.017+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T15:53:22.666+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='looks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Taste in men</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Just for fun,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I made a little list hahaha..! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S6to2LC8R5I/AAAAAAAAAJo/5zkKZfm_0Us/s1600/ShirotaYuu3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 158px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452567053749471122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S6to2LC8R5I/AAAAAAAAAJo/5zkKZfm_0Us/s200/ShirotaYuu3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Guys with &lt;strong&gt;brown eyes&lt;/strong&gt; and light brown/dark hair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S6tn2-O7uvI/AAAAAAAAAJY/igSPoQlN8kw/s1600/Achilles+Ion+Gabriel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 210px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452565967978347250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S6tn2-O7uvI/AAAAAAAAAJY/igSPoQlN8kw/s320/Achilles+Ion+Gabriel.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Those with a nice clothing style, those who just want to look good, or cool. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452561806585280434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S6tkEv1gt7I/AAAAAAAAAI4/jyryE7sHAgM/s320/hiro3tw2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S6tg6JuBjDI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/nuriJRxO9Zw/s1600/JohnnyDepp11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 178px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452558326019755058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S6tg6JuBjDI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/nuriJRxO9Zw/s200/JohnnyDepp11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;3. Silent and mysterious type, so that you can see it from the outside. Still, with a smile. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Those who really hate themselves or are just too weak to be a man, they just make me feel miserable..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S6tpXIxud-I/AAAAAAAAAJw/CzDd-BkKRVc/s1600/him-ville-valo-5200017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 214px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452567620076074978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S6tpXIxud-I/AAAAAAAAAJw/CzDd-BkKRVc/s320/him-ville-valo-5200017.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Natural curly hair ! Not &lt;em&gt;too wild&lt;/em&gt; though.. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S6thYWC0gEI/AAAAAAAAAIY/heksl4jlQfE/s1600/joseph-gordon-levitt1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Those who look like their interesting personality, stand from the crowd. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452565438298933330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S6tnYJBhSFI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/urjswvdN2-o/s320/Cute_johnny_depp.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;~~~~Also I like a lot &lt;em&gt;ASIAN GUYS!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-3126554012269647647?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/3126554012269647647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/03/taste-in-men.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/3126554012269647647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/3126554012269647647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/03/taste-in-men.html' title='Taste in men'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S6to2LC8R5I/AAAAAAAAAJo/5zkKZfm_0Us/s72-c/ShirotaYuu3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-3352416046651644131</id><published>2010-03-21T13:37:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T14:00:31.437+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dead'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='broken'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='failure'/><title type='text'>Broken</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S6YKUUov3QI/AAAAAAAAAIA/NN3tFWvBA7Y/s1600-h/800_licudine_broken_heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 311px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451055743231843586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S6YKUUov3QI/AAAAAAAAAIA/NN3tFWvBA7Y/s320/800_licudine_broken_heart.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate this when I don't feel like doing anything. Or actually, I want to do so many things but just not alone. It doesn't feel anything when I do those things alone. It only makes is &lt;em&gt;pathetic&lt;/em&gt;, instead of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dream of walking in the green forest, with the invisible link between someone. Like walking in hand in hand, but not just quite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching the Lord of the Rings, the whole movie trilogy and just lean on the couch. It doesn't matter who is next to me, just someone that I deeply care about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a boat to Suomenlinna and enjoy walking there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome&lt;br /&gt;And I don't feel right when you're gone away&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_ay7QrQzsGk"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_ay7QrQzsGk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-3352416046651644131?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/3352416046651644131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/03/broken.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/3352416046651644131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/3352416046651644131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/03/broken.html' title='Broken'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S6YKUUov3QI/AAAAAAAAAIA/NN3tFWvBA7Y/s72-c/800_licudine_broken_heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-2303475137272557219</id><published>2010-03-20T23:31:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T23:43:20.653+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='him'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='problems'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thinking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='questions'/><title type='text'>Adored, loved</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S6VAnMoExiI/AAAAAAAAAH4/jsVA4gwnH6Y/s1600-h/asiaspi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 449px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 316px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450833966150239778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S6VAnMoExiI/AAAAAAAAAH4/jsVA4gwnH6Y/s320/asiaspi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came closer to his problem again. I think I found again more reasons to understand him and his behavior. I’m just still so out of my mind and can’t see what’s really going on. Well, a little by little. This is maybe the biggest mystery that I ever tried to solve : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- * - * -*- * -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He doesn’t seem to realize that there is a big difference between being adored and being loved. You can easily adore a person, even though he is not himself or you don’t even know who he really is. When you love someone, well obviously you know, or at least think you know them pretty well. He might be just acting or just wanting to get attention in any way he does, and that people would adore him and like him, be interested in him. But telling you the truth, being adore is actually nothing… it’s pretty useless and can only boost one’s ego but really doesn’t get one forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being loved, you can only be loved if you really are your true self. If someone loves you and doesn’t really know you, of course it’s meaningless. We all know that first we have to love ourselves so that someone can really love us. Well, in this case, he propably doesn’t love himself, he is just wanting to be adored so that he can feel valuable and important and through that, maybe one day feel loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seems like the only thing that matters to him is being adored and envied, to achieve and succeed in everything he decides to do. He doesn’t care about anyone, he just wants people to like him and be adored. But deep inside, he wants needs to be loved. He needs love, as we all do.&lt;br /&gt;But it’s just a little bit difficult when he really isn’t himself and just wants to concentrate on the other things, to be adored in any way… To be as close to perfect that one can be. He hides his true self because he thinks he cannot be loved if he doesn’t give people reason to adore him. But it’s just the wrong thing to do. That’s why he is unhappy and sad and miserably in pieces from the inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He should just be himself and not to care what other people do or think about him. But hey, he is just not strong enough for that. Inside he is so insecure and scared so he really cannot take the risk like that. It’s just easier to build his confidence, which is actually so fake, to improve himself in other ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- * - * - * -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh wow, I wish he could just open up and try to be himself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-2303475137272557219?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/2303475137272557219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/03/adored-loved.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/2303475137272557219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/2303475137272557219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/03/adored-loved.html' title='Adored, loved'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S6VAnMoExiI/AAAAAAAAAH4/jsVA4gwnH6Y/s72-c/asiaspi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-410426308788528472</id><published>2010-03-19T23:57:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T00:28:16.302+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sushi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Sushi !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S6P6R0_9QgI/AAAAAAAAAHw/SAEUXtGmYtw/s1600-h/sushi-for-21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 389px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450475158240051714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S6P6R0_9QgI/AAAAAAAAAHw/SAEUXtGmYtw/s400/sushi-for-21.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today's word is definitely Sushi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to couple Asian food stores with my asian friend and bought some more stuff to make sushi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also I know now where can I find a cheap japanese green tea bottles which I absolutely love !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At my friends place we made sushi today : ) we put tuna fish, cucumber, eggs and carrots(!) in and it was delicius ! Although it was a slow process when we first had some trouble with the rice (that's what u get when there are 3 people in the small kitchen and the fourth person (a guy) is just hanging around and asking questions, making some funny but quite keep-your-mouth-shut comments and just eating all stuff he can find.. A little bit DISTRACTION, ehhhhh?! And then the fifth person just swearing i nthe front of the mirror.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nahh, it was quite nice to meet my friend's sister's boyfriend, and also that there was some real life going on in that house. I'm so used to just empty and silent house so I really enjoyed having some drama around hahahaha! And I laughed a lot and just remembered how lucky I actually am when not being in the relationship like that anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So it's all good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just my friend's friend got a little scared when it was so noisy. I met her for the first time and wow that girl is silent and shy. I thought I was shy or what but now I think again... and wow. People are just so different. But yeah, she was cute for sure, even though being so silent ! Or maybe just because of that... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I remembered how I used to be so silent also. I'm just glad how much I have changed from that and it makes me smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although, I can still be very shy around some people. But I'm totally ok with that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just the bad thing was that the friend of my friends didn't like the sushi that much. She barely eat one piece... and my friend also ate just couple. But I liked them ! They were really good ! Next time when I'm making those, I gotta get some tuna as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still, I have to say that personally, my favorite sushi is that with REAL HUGE FISH PIECE on the top of it -sushi, with good rice and a little tiny bit of wasabi beneath the fish. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just love my mom when she comes from work with that cute little sushi pack with her that includes 10 little sushi pieces, including some very good salmon and red tuna fish and some while fish one that I have no idea what's the name of the fish.. and it has even a little cute fish shaped soy sauce bottle with it ! It makes me smile the whole little package ! It looks so delicious!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I got home I found a job that I can hunt next. Just guess what kinda restaurant is that !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yayyy, shopping tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ohh and btw, I want to go see AVATAR, the movie !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-410426308788528472?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/410426308788528472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/03/sushi.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/410426308788528472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/410426308788528472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/03/sushi.html' title='Sushi !'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S6P6R0_9QgI/AAAAAAAAAHw/SAEUXtGmYtw/s72-c/sushi-for-21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-7244559097508072430</id><published>2010-03-13T00:05:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T00:37:21.943+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='idols'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='getting a job'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='test'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singstar'/><title type='text'>This should be good.</title><content type='html'>Everything is getting better, I hope... little by little. Since I'm having ____so_____ much fun lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeahh, absolutely. It's been just very plain these days, but that's what my life nowadays is. I almost have started to fear if I'm getting so old that I would actually almost prefer to take things slowly and peacefully... and prefer nothing to happen.&lt;br /&gt;No.... Who am I kidding?! : DDD It's just have to be the weather change. It's been too cold too long and still that huge mountain of snow in our backyard. That's just it. I feel like I'm still in my winter sleep, although it should be spring already !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took the official hygiene-knowledge test (or whatever you call it in English.....) and I passed it way over ; ) hahaha, I'm so good.&lt;br /&gt;Just the thing is, that it still seems to be so hard to get a job. They require that fucking pass but they still want that I have some kind of papers from culinary school or at least couple working years in some food business. Yeah right ! What the ****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next thing would be to study about serving alcohol and about the alcohol laws. I got the study material and ohhhhh shitt-- it looks complicated. I will see if I manage to do that anytime soon  -___-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I went to see ALICE IN WONDERLAND in 3D. It was excellent ^^ Just a funny thing is that I never liked it as a cartoon as a kid, back then I thought it was too crazy and silly and messy. Well actually, I still think so. Just this Burton's movie version was sooo much better and not dull or bad-like-crazy at all.&lt;br /&gt;Still I have to say, those 3D glasses caused me headache and my eyes dried so much !! I almost felt like I have to take my contacts out.. but of course I couldn't.&lt;br /&gt;In the movie there were so perfect looking girls with their good bodies. Alice, for example was sooo cute and perfect girly looking. Then my favorite Anne Hathaway and her lovely thin body. OMG, I wanna be like her... -__-''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a new Singstar game ^^ I tried it yesterday and today I sang a lot too : D it has some good songs so it's pretty good. I want to get some but couldn't find them at sale price yet. Then some night I'm gonna play those at my friends place with her, just like earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow there's gonna be some movie on in TV. Actually I can't even remember when I last watch a movie from tv.&lt;br /&gt;Also tomorrow hopefully I will have time to write some letters, read a book...&lt;br /&gt;I would like to go out and take a walk or maybe even jogging, just I would hate to do that walking my shoes full of snow ! So get that efffin snow off already dear weatherman !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I have one secret not yet to tell. I just need to wait a week or so ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-7244559097508072430?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/7244559097508072430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/03/this-should-be-good.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/7244559097508072430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/7244559097508072430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/03/this-should-be-good.html' title='This should be good.'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-6979321116003957741</id><published>2010-03-06T21:42:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T22:12:32.435+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dead'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Love.me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5KzuOvZ8fI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/KilqWifS8_w/s1600-h/loving.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 167px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445612506256634354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5KzuOvZ8fI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/KilqWifS8_w/s200/loving.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's funny how we always miss something when it's already gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can still remember how my ex-boyfriend used to be so obsessedly keen in me and he always had to know everything (when he was over, he almost opened my closets to see what I have in there..) and always wanted to search everything through. When I got a text msg, he wanted to read it. He always knew where I was and what was I doing pretty much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That made me feel like suffocated and that I had no private life. Well af course, I still did things that he never knew but obviously, he got mad or sad if I was hiding something and he knew about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were just too close and intense. He held me too tight, I died in his arms pretty much.. so suffocated and drowned I felt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm just alone. I miss him like hell. I would give anything to have those days back now, or just keep him for a little while. Making me feel important and loved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I don't love him like he loves me. It would be like braking the balance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I just feel so alone and that everyday is just a waste of make up and... worthless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a lover. I need someone to dream about and someone to love, always.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I have someone, it's just the thing that he already has someone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I love him, but he doesn't love me back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just like my friend loves me but I don't love her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just like I love her but she loves someone else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels like it all goes wrong and that it's all worthless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just a lot of love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And love makes the world go around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please, love me. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bring me back to life again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5K0LeY7MYI/AAAAAAAAAHY/bvVS_Uyhmtc/s1600-h/Love_me_by_Alephunky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 197px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445613008673517954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5K0LeY7MYI/AAAAAAAAAHY/bvVS_Uyhmtc/s200/Love_me_by_Alephunky.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;　　　私を　愛して　ください。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;　　　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aime moi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-6979321116003957741?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/6979321116003957741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/03/loveme.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/6979321116003957741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/6979321116003957741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/03/loveme.html' title='Love.me.'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5KzuOvZ8fI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/KilqWifS8_w/s72-c/loving.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-5697586330256187001</id><published>2010-03-05T16:52:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T17:00:15.736+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='radiohead'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crisis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mirrors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angry issues'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ugly'/><title type='text'>I feel like cutting my face off</title><content type='html'>Once again,  I realize how ugly I am.&lt;br /&gt;Mostly I think myself pretty, but then the truth comes out every time I see some pictures of me. I'm so ugly !&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, not sure if I get over this... :''DDDD but it's the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm also short. &lt;em&gt;If you cannot be tall, and cannot be beautiful, you can still be thin.&lt;/em&gt; So that's all I got left. My best kind of beauty that seems to be so fucking far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized some cool Radiohead songs from my iTunes that I've not listened before :o some of them are pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhh and I went to library and got some movies (5). One of them I watched already, it's called 'Dirty Pretty Things' and I thought it was a pretty good thriller. And there was my favorite french lady in a big role ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I will go to the Circus, which is a club in Helsinki. My friend asked me there, and i've never been there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good night everyone &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-5697586330256187001?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/5697586330256187001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-feel-like-cutting-my-face-off.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/5697586330256187001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/5697586330256187001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-feel-like-cutting-my-face-off.html' title='I feel like cutting my face off'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-1854759382558144244</id><published>2010-03-04T20:09:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T20:13:54.523+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pissed off'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='answers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cold'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='questions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>This is what I have to say for today.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S4_35GXhoyI/AAAAAAAAAGY/5JKeVgrvOkg/s1600-h/snow-leopard1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444843034848109346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S4_35GXhoyI/AAAAAAAAAGY/5JKeVgrvOkg/s200/snow-leopard1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like this snow leopard, I'm pissed off for that winter.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M SOOOOO SICK OF THIS WEATHER STAYING SO FUCKIN' COLD AL THE TIME!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna just stay inside and sleep the days off if this cold weather keeps going like that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna go into any shops anymore and see all that summer/spring stuff that no one could ever wear in this weather. It makes me mad.. -__-&lt;br /&gt;I would rather take that shitty rain weather, rather than freez my ass of waiting a buss that maybe doesn't even come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to wear something pretty for a chance and go out for a walk and hear the birds!!&lt;br /&gt;No more that f***** snow !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly... I'm a little bored in fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. What do you hate the most?&lt;br /&gt;- The feeling of being full&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02. Who do you miss right now?&lt;br /&gt;- My German friend, my crush and Japanese people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03. What is worth waiting for?&lt;br /&gt;- Nothing. I want everything right now, life goes by if you wait all the time. But on the other hand, I always have to wait just like others do, so I would say it's worth waiting for moving to Scotland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04. What is there that you can't wait?&lt;br /&gt;- Spring, Easter, Summer. To get out of here. To lose weight haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05. What is your favorite food?&lt;br /&gt;- Feta salad, sushi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06. Favorite sweets?&lt;br /&gt;- ice cream and cookies (my biggest weaknesses..... -___-)&lt;br /&gt;I noticed that as much as I used to like chocolate, nowadays it makes me wanna puke because it's so strong and fatty tasting... I've learned to like things that makes feel light and refreshed : DDD or just neutral (for example cookies are neutral).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07. My biggest fear&lt;br /&gt;- Losing someone that is important to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08. Best tv-show?&lt;br /&gt;- Japanese dramas. Also I like to watch those Next top model shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09. What is the first thing you notice about people?&lt;br /&gt;- I pay attention how they act, are they friendly. Also eyes, hair and smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What things you like to buy the most?&lt;br /&gt;- Clothes (especially jeans, dresses, shoes, tops) and coffee/ice cream when hanging out with my friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-1854759382558144244?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/1854759382558144244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/03/this-is-what-i-have-to-say-for-today.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/1854759382558144244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/1854759382558144244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/03/this-is-what-i-have-to-say-for-today.html' title='This is what I have to say for today.'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S4_35GXhoyI/AAAAAAAAAGY/5JKeVgrvOkg/s72-c/snow-leopard1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-5781263409243430649</id><published>2010-03-02T23:35:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T00:03:38.192+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clothes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='busses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>She turned 20</title><content type='html'>My friend had a birthday today ^^&lt;br /&gt;AWWWW! I love birthdays! There's always cake and a lot of people, people are mostly happy even then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought her a present of course,&lt;br /&gt;including; a shirt, some make up stuff and earrings. She seemed to like it and she even put the shirt on right away, and it seemed to fit well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were six of us and her. Some people couldn't come because there is a strike that makes some busses cancel their drives (since today after 6PM..) mainly in Espoo but of course also my bus line belongs to that company so I had to walk today from the metro station -__- it was alright though, because I run into one girl that I know so she walked with me the half of the trip. Also.. it would have been nice if it wouldn't have rain that shitty snow that wet my hair and face... hahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, I was a little proud of myself when I didn't eat that much candy at the party. Just a little bit and couple of cookies. I didn't even touch the chips. Just a little bad thing was to drink couple of ciders... they weren't even light ones... but how could I say NO to free drinks and when everyone else is drinking them?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't do much, just talked and played some games. I didn't talk that much with three girls I didn't know before, but it just seemed that they weren't that interested in me. That's kinda stupid though, I was nice to them and smiled and tried to talk to them. But well, they didn't seem to be in the same page with me anyways, hahahah! They all just ate a lot... ewwww. And didn't talk that much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also met my friend's pets. She has a dog and a sweet cat that I fell in love with ! She is soo tiny looking and black ^^ Love it! I almost took that kitty with me.. Their dog was pretty nice one too, so cute, a little chubby and didn't bark a lot ^^ She is a Spitz type of dog, brownish-grey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After, some of us (basically me, my two friends and the birtday heroine and her friend) went to the closest bar which was a pretty nice place, with biliard table. We just laughed so much and had great time. Then I decided to leave because of the trouble with the public transportation tonight so my friend drove me to the station and I got home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great day!! I probably see some of them again on this friday. Especially I liked how I spent some time with my newest friend today. She really is a type of girl I like and not boring at all. I'm so glad already that my friend introduced us couple weeks ago!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. Yesterday I bought a pair of awesome jeans ^^ I just made a promise to myself that I won't use them before loosing a couple kilos first. That will keep!! As much as I like them.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nightynights.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-5781263409243430649?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/5781263409243430649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/03/she-turned-20.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/5781263409243430649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/5781263409243430649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/03/she-turned-20.html' title='She turned 20'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-8554807153662943912</id><published>2010-03-02T23:16:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T23:34:20.426+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first expressions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='princess'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='socializing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meeting people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='behavious'/><title type='text'>Princess.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So often I come to realize what princess I've become!&lt;br /&gt;My last boyfriend treated me like a one, so nowadays I really don't accept anything less. Maybe that's why I don't date anyone.. It's just that people are such assholes and don't respect other (most of us..) and I know that some guys treat their girlfriends nicely and that's what every girl deserves, but just, when I meet guys and girls, I want that they respect me already BEFORE they actually know me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, people don't have to be polite to strangers... I also have those days that I just don't wanna be nice to anyone, but when you get to meet new people or so it's a big plus if you act in a friendly way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I meet people (get introduced to someone or just say hi or whatever..) I want them to like me. So I try to give a positive image of myself and be friendly and polite. That's just how I am... so I really don't get people who are just ''Hello.'' and inside their heads they think: ''This is just someone I meet'' HOW THE HELL could you know?!? Maybe the person can be your future neighbor, your future husbands best man or your best friends cousin!! WHAT EVER they just think.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 146px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444152537758205250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S42D44QehUI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/CUQQZxz_I5E/s200/Smiley-Hugs-being-nice-133504_450_330.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So probably, because I treat people nicely, I also expect them to treat me nicely. IT'S LIKE THE GOLDEN RULE; threat other people like you would like them to threat you. That's something I learn in primary school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So those people who don't know that, they are just the crap people I don't wanna ever meet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm a princess after all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-8554807153662943912?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/8554807153662943912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/03/princess.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/8554807153662943912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/8554807153662943912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/03/princess.html' title='Princess.'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S42D44QehUI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/CUQQZxz_I5E/s72-c/Smiley-Hugs-being-nice-133504_450_330.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-3599489112615196059</id><published>2010-02-28T18:40:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T19:03:43.866+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='downloading'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='club'/><title type='text'>Wiikendo</title><content type='html'>This weekend was quite nice ^^ just Sunday really sucks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday I went to DTM with my friends. I had fun even though, it was sad that one of my friends (the one I maybe most rely on at the moment..) had to leave and she couldn't come at all.. Well I had my another lady friend and she also brought her friend who I've once-seen already, so she wasn't just someone random new face. Actually, I really like that girl and I hope that she also considers me as a friend as well.&lt;br /&gt;Then two of my so-called-friends came too (actually I invited them, just because they always whine that I don't wanna see them) and I realized that was a dumb thing to do after all.. Well, it was nice to see them again but it's just sad to notice that they have not change at all... so I would rather just let them be and stay away.&lt;br /&gt;Still I don't like the fact that they whined after I've left that I didn't even spend time with them at the club.. WTF?! I was with my other friends at the club and we tried to stay together with them but they always just disappearred or wanted to seperate... so they are just being stupid and I don't think that I was the one who was IGNORING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I was so glad that my friend's friend was being so nice to me ^^ she even bought me a snaps : D and then two other girls just came and talked to me.. hahahha, they were sooo drunk.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't drink actually. Just the one that my friend bought me. I felt like I should have, it would have been much more fun, but I had a reason not to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at home at 2.30AM or so. When I took my shoes off, I realized how hard it was to stand up. Those shoes just killed my feet, but at the same time I loved them so much that I want to wear them soon again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day I slept in. When I woke up I made a salad for me and my mom. Sooon after that I went off to movies. I saw もののけ姫　- Mononoke Hime (Prinsessa Mononoke).&lt;br /&gt;It was just a little frustrating how people eat popcorn and candy in front of your nose and you can smell it but just drink your cola and sit straight..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I just tried to download a song but I couldn't find it anywhere so I decided to use some code to get it from Nokia music store&lt;br /&gt;but then wtf, how frustrating it was when first you have to download some shit programs to even download it and then it says some error and it takes so many trys to get it on my computer and then I realize that it's just some shitty thing that the song only works in that stupid Nokia player ! -___-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah right... You really never get anything for free, brrrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also watched a swedish vampire movie that was actually not so well-made as you can guess, but still actually good in it's all simplicity and interesting story : D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-3599489112615196059?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/3599489112615196059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/02/wiikendo.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/3599489112615196059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/3599489112615196059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/02/wiikendo.html' title='Wiikendo'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-7214033239442447600</id><published>2010-02-25T10:54:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T11:12:27.918+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='needs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clothes'/><title type='text'>What I want</title><content type='html'>Heyy. This is just a little post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just end up making a little list about what I want the most right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- to be skinny. (this is my #1 at the moment)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- to have a long hair (this is really something that I've been missing... just the thing is that being skinny makes my hair usually quite bad... so I should really this time take care of my hair, eat some vitamins and just find out what is the most important substance my hair needs to be beautiful) Maybe I'll have to change my shampoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- a miniskirt that looks good on me. Hahahha recently I've been liking the ones with very stratched look, the ones that have been ripped and looks like it's falling apart a little. With hanging stuff hahahahha. Just without looking too trashy.. hmmm maybe I'll find hard time finding that : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-7214033239442447600?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/7214033239442447600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-i-want.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/7214033239442447600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/7214033239442447600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-i-want.html' title='What I want'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-2744977643897962300</id><published>2010-02-23T15:39:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T16:06:56.204+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='job'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laugh'/><title type='text'>Awesome.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S4PgPBAIOpI/AAAAAAAAAGA/bIEoQGHEFcI/s1600-h/cutechild.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 238px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441439323365325458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S4PgPBAIOpI/AAAAAAAAAGA/bIEoQGHEFcI/s320/cutechild.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i JUST laughed a real laugh. This is gonna be good, I know it for somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I've been feeling soooo low but at the same time, last couple days I've felted that I could just easily be happy if I really want to. I just have to believe in happiness again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to try again, try harder this time. Get some positive thinking out of things around me.&lt;br /&gt;I will start my diet again, so I'll get ready for the spring.&lt;br /&gt;When I'm satisfied enough, I will go and shop some new dresses and clothes as a reward for myself. Because I deserve it when I will succes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got the new CD of HIM and I really am in love with some of the songs already. It sounds like a great record. And very rarely I even buy cds anymore.. it's just that I have all the CDs of HIM so i had to get that one as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went to the job-hunting office or whatever it is... near here. I said that I would like to get a hygiene and alcohold server-passes so that I could work as a waitress in a restaurant or sell alcohol. They said I could get those and they would pay me for the material and exams. AWWWWESOME! I think it's uselful to get those, therefore it's a lot easier to actually get a job in reality. Also, I like to improve myself and learn new skills hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if everything goes well, I could work during the summer and get experience and money for the future! yayyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, soon it's gonna be one of my friends birthday. There's gonna a lot of new people, so I'm excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also what brings me up is that it seems as the weather is getting warmer.. I just can't wait that all the snow is gonna be in the drains and the sun will shine and make it warm. Birds will sing their songs and grass and trees will get greeen! I love spring, I've always loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My birtday is in April and I will get to travel to South Korea during that time. I'm sooooo happy about that! I can't wait... and also, I have to go to Sweden to do some shopping and of course, take a cruise there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have even some more plans but I'm afraid to mention it yet. I want it to be sure first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all gonna be good. As long as I have my hopes up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Btw, the kid in the picture is soooo cute! I want to have a kid like that! Adorable!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSSSSST.&lt;br /&gt;The reason for my laugh was actually a japanese drama I've been watching lately. It's just hilarious and very silly hahahah, it's called GOKUSEN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-2744977643897962300?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/2744977643897962300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/02/awesome.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/2744977643897962300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/2744977643897962300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/02/awesome.html' title='Awesome.'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S4PgPBAIOpI/AAAAAAAAAGA/bIEoQGHEFcI/s72-c/cutechild.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-8004211656273939659</id><published>2010-02-18T22:12:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T22:22:55.086+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='going crazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='problems'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thinking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Making choices makes me sick...</title><content type='html'>I really can't stand it when I have to decide about some important things... I'm just so familiar with the fact that I ended up making the wrong choice, so I'm a little bit scared of making big choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should decided if I want to quit my job or just keep going and work like a good person.&lt;br /&gt;I feel that I'm very much needed at the work so it makes me feel a little quilty to even think about quitting. Especially with the fact that it seems so hard to get a job nowadays... and with my experience and lack of useful social relationships helping me to find a job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the job makes me feel so tired and I get so frustrated after work. It's very hard to get up in the morning and fight throught my way to get to work everyday. I sometimes get tired of those crying kids with their needs. They want to be hold, to be noticed and heard. To be entertained and taking care of, to be fed and to be clean. OMGGGG it's just too much and I'm losing my patience with some of the cases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it all worth it? I need the money and it's a good experience for me to work... but I'm just so tired and already know that it's not my thing/the right job for me because it's tiring me out and at times, driving me crazy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know that my parents are gonna whine and if I quit, I just have to find something else to keep me occupied during the days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, I would just like to be free...&lt;br /&gt;I could just travel somewhere far away........&lt;br /&gt;...think about my life and just what I really want... meet some new people and see the world.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So maybe I had made a decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hard thing is ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure my boss is just gonna kill me for doing this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-8004211656273939659?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/8004211656273939659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/02/making-choices-makes-me-sick.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/8004211656273939659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/8004211656273939659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/02/making-choices-makes-me-sick.html' title='Making choices makes me sick...'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-1855475645557307274</id><published>2010-02-14T20:02:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T20:08:38.569+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thinking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='questions'/><title type='text'>I'm asking....</title><content type='html'>What is the point in DATING someone, if you never see each other ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I date someone, I want to meet almost everyday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not everyday because it will get boring so quickly, but definitely not just once or twice a month. That's just fooling youselves...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a different story though if the two live in another countries or just far away because of some big reasons or temporarily... Because that's true love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-1855475645557307274?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/1855475645557307274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/02/im-asking.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/1855475645557307274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/1855475645557307274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/02/im-asking.html' title='I&apos;m asking....'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-7008257240726518503</id><published>2010-02-13T01:07:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T01:27:27.823+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goodbye'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CHAOS'/><title type='text'>Hell is breaking...</title><content type='html'>As always, this is not gonna be something nice. I will just try to keep myself sane by writing about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I invited couple of friends to celebrate Valentine's day or something like that and the person I really wanted to come, well obviously, he didn't come. I really hate that when I do some effort and try my best and then people don't appreciate anything...&lt;br /&gt;Well it was nice to see two of my friends, until... the another one's new girlfriend arrives...&lt;br /&gt;Well I just have to say that the girl was just amazingly annoying.... well I don't want to say that she is horrible or whatever because it just makes me look like jealous person but whatever I really wanted just leave very soon. Hehhe, I have to say that probably the main reason why she was so annoying is just that the fact that she is couple years younger than all of us so she is just still a teenager so in another words.. pain in the ass.&lt;br /&gt;Writing this makes me feel like a super adult now : D Well, at least I can behave and appreciate people around me and not being so self-centered.... OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeahhhhhh I really can't stand it when people who are dating are all the time all over each other. I mean it's okay to kiss and stuff but not all the time and in front of other people's eyes. At least I don't like doing that... and even more, I really don't want to see that.. So I had to say; ''Get a room you two'' for couple times as a joke. Well for me it wasn't a joke at all, I just didn't want to be rude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm very sick of being nice to everyone..... but I guess it's just me and that in some level I feel like that by being nice I make people like me more. I guess it's true, but so often I feel like I'm being used and just that all my goodness for other people just goes into waste.&lt;br /&gt;Because I still feel that I'm so much better than many of my friends. Because actually, I can't really say they are my friends. They are just a bunch of assholes....... who only care about themselves.&lt;br /&gt;So now I'm thinking to say goodbye to one or two of my friends again. I just hate the feeling that they are just playing behind my back and just acting nice. To tell the truth, they really don't care about me at all. And I need to feel that I'm appreciated because I really appreciate them. They just don't deserve it...&lt;br /&gt;So I guess it's saying goodbye to a one of my oldest friend and one that I really liked once.&lt;br /&gt;It's kinda sad but I really am rather by myself than with someone that I cannot trust or who doesn't care a shit about me. So　さようなら。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-7008257240726518503?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/7008257240726518503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/02/hell-is-breaking.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/7008257240726518503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/7008257240726518503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/02/hell-is-breaking.html' title='Hell is breaking...'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-2027448741298262646</id><published>2010-02-06T19:59:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T20:22:02.569+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nothing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='job'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Hmmm?</title><content type='html'>I'm back in business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm angry at myself. Just because, it seems like I have nothing interesting in my life right now. I have no idea when I quit living my life, but it seems like everytime I try to make plans and change things - in other words; try LIVING instead - everything goes wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I was searching a job. I found one and it seemed like bad idea but I decided to give it a try and I wouldn't say I hate it, it's actually my all life right now so I should not complain.&lt;br /&gt;I get to be with kids and take care of them. In the daycare center where I work, there are so sweet kids. Of course, all of them are not as sweet and need some special attention or just cause problems more.. but I still love them all.&lt;br /&gt;My favorites are girl twins who are just so adorable. They are not even three year-olds yet but they can do so many things already by themselves. And they are so beautiful&lt;3 One of them I usually hold in my arms because she likes to be hold and she has this demanding  desperate look in her eyes when she raises her arms to jump on my shoulders. She sometimes wakes up while daydreaming and then she just cries and in the bad case; wakes everyone up. Then I just take her and carry her and do her hair.&lt;br /&gt;Her twin sis is also soooo cute, but she is more independent and happier. She usually smiles at me. And lately I've been noticed that I'm pretty much the only one who can recognize them, which one is which.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there is this another girl who is about the same age as the twins but she needs me all the time. She is so clingy and follows me all the time. She starts to cry if she sees me leaving... or realizes that I'm gone. It's kinda sweet to be that important to someone, but I really can't stand that all the time because I have to always be next to her like there would be some invinsible link between us. Last time when she was taking a nap like little kids do during the daytime, she was checking at me all the time and wanted to hold my hand. She was cute when she fallen into sleep and suddenly didn't hold my hand so tightly anymore. I almost fallen into sleep myself too....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, those kids are pretty much all that I have in my life hahaha. And sometimes they really drive me crazy... but it seems pretty important that I'm there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hate myself for having no life and just going to work and never see my friends and just hanging out by myself. I should go and party, see my friends, meet guys and travel and see the world. Even spending time with my family, but seems like they are all so busy and don't have time for me.&lt;br /&gt;Just the thing is, I have no friends to travel with. And chances to meet guys are not that common. Or maybe the thing is that nobody is like him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I got this job offer for working as an au pair in a family in New York. I almost bought the flight tickets immediately but then my parents talked me over and told me not to go. So that's it, destroying my another dream just like that.&lt;br /&gt;How did I gave up so easily? Well, I have no idea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just feel so pathetic...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-2027448741298262646?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/2027448741298262646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/02/hmmm.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/2027448741298262646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/2027448741298262646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/02/hmmm.html' title='Hmmm?'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-6624668937672153240</id><published>2010-01-11T21:12:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T21:18:36.010+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dead'/><title type='text'>HMMPH.</title><content type='html'>I'm sick of the fact that lately I've been so mysterious and kept into myself so that other people have no idea what's going on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are not so many things that make me smile anymore. Everything just sucks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because everything suck, I love to cry in the shower so that no one can hear me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this is not who I am and that normally I would just kick my ver own ass and just keep my head up high...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...keep smiling&lt;br /&gt;keep going&lt;br /&gt;...keep shining&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but this is not the time for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to fix things one by one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-6624668937672153240?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/6624668937672153240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/01/hmmph.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/6624668937672153240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/6624668937672153240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/01/hmmph.html' title='HMMPH.'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-5706891133091657837</id><published>2010-01-04T23:12:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T23:39:48.516+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feeling shit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new year'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alone'/><title type='text'>What's new.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S0JfmvBz_BI/AAAAAAAAAF4/yXdIrz9KB7E/s1600-h/Alone_by_acidxmoose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423002020371233810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S0JfmvBz_BI/AAAAAAAAAF4/yXdIrz9KB7E/s320/Alone_by_acidxmoose.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S0JfHmgH49I/AAAAAAAAAFw/Ok9lsMKrC7o/s1600-h/__Fuck_Off___by_DavedeHaan.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's all very frustrating right now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cannot understand people. Mainly guys. I've lost two friends lately, just because they are so ridiculous to tell me they like me even though i have no interest in them in that way. Did I do something wrong? WHAT_THE_F***!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My nature is to be happy and friendly mostly, so that doesn't mean anything... well that's alright, people make mistakes -- but why do I always have to be the one who pays it all?! I've lost two great friends...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I'm sorry to be picky, but I don't wanna date someone that I don't have deeper feelings for ! Friends... why some people just think it's enough? Rather disappear totally? I think only a LOSER would do such a thing... And why the **** they can know if I happend to change my mind after a while? Am I not good enough to fight for? Just lose your hope just like that.. what loosers have I met.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeahyeahyeha... My New Year was great btw ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just, a little drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And there we go.. I'm facing another problem again : DDDDDD wtf?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wellll there is my ex that I thought I have still feelings for... well, in last couple days I found out that I was wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then there is this girl who seems to have a crush on me. She sends me messages a lot and tells how she doesn't usually dream about anyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I told her that I'm not ready and that we'll see.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She doesn't seem to understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, today I found out why.. One of my friends told her NOT TO GIVE UP ON ME ! wtf ! I was so mad at her and told her how she did a wrong thing and only causes me more problems with that.. Well, she doesn't seem to understand. Seems like she only wants to get rid of me so she wants me to date someone. But _no_way_ ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm just a little afraid that again, I will lose a friend because that... If that would happen, I would have close to no one anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I had lots of fun with those two at new years. We sang karaoke (Singstar, lol), hang out in her place, set couple fireworks and went to the city. Only bad thing was that it was freeeeezing cold. And that I almost lost my nerves with the girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I gave up for candies and chocolate, and so it will be till Easter (when I will eat chocolate egssss for sure). I gave te rest of my Christmas chocolates away, hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;These cold winter days I'm just gonna isolate myseld and just be in the house with myself. I'm just sick of people right now, and I don't want to see how freak I must be when no one understands anything about me. Or even tries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodbye friends, hello movies, games, books, computer and singing by myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-5706891133091657837?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/5706891133091657837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/01/whats-new.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/5706891133091657837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/5706891133091657837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2010/01/whats-new.html' title='What&apos;s new.'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S0JfmvBz_BI/AAAAAAAAAF4/yXdIrz9KB7E/s72-c/Alone_by_acidxmoose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-1820821228429133386</id><published>2009-12-01T20:58:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T21:31:50.707+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='him'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='longing'/><title type='text'>longing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/SxVuMtN2PuI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Qgu3kbTMfg0/s1600/missing-you58.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 307px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410351691930681058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/SxVuMtN2PuI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Qgu3kbTMfg0/s320/missing-you58.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/SxVtQvgm9bI/AAAAAAAAAFg/U-dH7k4ei_Q/s1600/missing-you58.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week's key word is LONGING. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Longing to be with &lt;em&gt;you..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since couple days, I have been reading a good book. I will finish it today, since it's quite good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A second ago, I found a page that had very much to say about the feeling I have right now...:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;''I have learned what it means when you miss someone. I have learned to know the feeling of emptiness and the longing, and I can sense both of them around me strongly around me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have discovered how long and silent the nights actually are.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;He was in my life only a short period of time. Our friendship was only a little breath in a history of humankind. Both of us are still gonna meet so many people in ours lives that our meeting is gonna be only one out of hundreds of all meetings. What we once talked about is not gonna be anything to remember after ten years. We will hardly remember each other after couple of years have passed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Still, right now, I miss him so much that I never knew that would be even possible. I miss him when I'm awake and in my dreams I meet him again. In a morning when I wake up, I wish I wouldn't have to open my eyes. Why do I have to give him up?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I thought I wouldn't miss him. I thought that I could easily forget his warm brown eyes. I thought I could stop thinking about his voice and words and his thoughts.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just realized that I was so wrong.''&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-1820821228429133386?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/1820821228429133386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/12/longing.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/1820821228429133386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/1820821228429133386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/12/longing.html' title='longing.'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/SxVuMtN2PuI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Qgu3kbTMfg0/s72-c/missing-you58.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-4101811445536901539</id><published>2009-11-29T14:19:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T14:24:32.309+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dead'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thinking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='questions'/><title type='text'>I don't know</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/SxJn0fQrskI/AAAAAAAAAFY/WCYflV2jE8g/s1600/__Fuck_Off___by_DavedeHaan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 270px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409500253867717186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/SxJn0fQrskI/AAAAAAAAAFY/WCYflV2jE8g/s400/__Fuck_Off___by_DavedeHaan.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know what's happening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe nothing and then I just want to mess things up that something would happen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know, because I always seem to mess everything up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;---------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You kept me alive,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until I wanted to die&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I kicked you out of my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;---------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It hurts to see &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not good enough&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;that I'm the second one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-4101811445536901539?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/4101811445536901539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-dont-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/4101811445536901539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/4101811445536901539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-dont-know.html' title='I don&apos;t know'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/SxJn0fQrskI/AAAAAAAAAFY/WCYflV2jE8g/s72-c/__Fuck_Off___by_DavedeHaan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-7698913046451856205</id><published>2009-11-26T01:03:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T01:11:11.300+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good ideas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forgetting'/><title type='text'>I gave up on him.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/Sw25QaS0urI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/GAkj5NsbX_Q/s1600/__Fuck_Off___by_DavedeHaan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 270px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408182419129154226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/Sw25QaS0urI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/GAkj5NsbX_Q/s400/__Fuck_Off___by_DavedeHaan.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's what I did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He thinks that I'm not good enough for him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, as you know... he is so wrong! I'M TOO GOOD FOR HIM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I'll just let him fall down &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;... and disappear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometime I must wonder... does he even existed? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS. I   _already_    feel so much better without him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-7698913046451856205?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/7698913046451856205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-gave-up-on-him.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/7698913046451856205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/7698913046451856205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-gave-up-on-him.html' title='I gave up on him.'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/Sw25QaS0urI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/GAkj5NsbX_Q/s72-c/__Fuck_Off___by_DavedeHaan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-2788163307607354893</id><published>2009-11-26T00:59:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T01:02:06.628+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='live concerts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='presents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mew'/><title type='text'>mewww!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/Sw23Wb3pvoI/AAAAAAAAAFI/-1WXwbOFgQE/s1600/mew-coloring-contest--large-msg-125038369491.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 312px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408180323608018562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/Sw23Wb3pvoI/AAAAAAAAAFI/-1WXwbOFgQE/s400/mew-coloring-contest--large-msg-125038369491.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hyvää nimipäivää, minä !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom gave me a little garden in a jar, including Carnivorous plant! I was so excited about it that I put a stone in there and it almost ate my finger until it snapped and closed! OMGGG I'm a little afraid of a plant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week is my mom's birthday, I have to think about something nice for her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did my nails today and my hands look very funny when half of the nails are much longer than you can usually see on me and another ones just broke and therefore are now very short (almost no nails) and then they are purple : DDDD and on the top of it, the paint is almost gone already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw MEW tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had very nice time and felt like flying inside my head when listening the amazing sounds and saw dreamy flashes and pictures on the screen. I loved it ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-2788163307607354893?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/2788163307607354893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/11/mewww.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/2788163307607354893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/2788163307607354893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/11/mewww.html' title='mewww!'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/Sw23Wb3pvoI/AAAAAAAAAFI/-1WXwbOFgQE/s72-c/mew-coloring-contest--large-msg-125038369491.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-195710122771035477</id><published>2009-11-19T12:39:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T12:43:26.192+02:00</updated><title type='text'>sleep.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/SwUhKWJhSYI/AAAAAAAAAEg/Q3rSEdS6xxM/s1600/Fatal-Design-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 387px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405763389356067202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/SwUhKWJhSYI/AAAAAAAAAEg/Q3rSEdS6xxM/s400/Fatal-Design-07.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/SwUgwuuCPAI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ynijB-L2Yyg/s1600/Fatal-Design-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't wanna sleep&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;because I'm only dreaming of you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-195710122771035477?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/195710122771035477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/11/sleep.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/195710122771035477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/195710122771035477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/11/sleep.html' title='sleep.'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/SwUhKWJhSYI/AAAAAAAAAEg/Q3rSEdS6xxM/s72-c/Fatal-Design-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-2075518703599233225</id><published>2009-11-19T00:29:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T00:52:50.109+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='live concerts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='presents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='placebo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>no title.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/SwR5jKjO66I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ck6SEf-kvXw/s1600/e776de8aa6a94bf382307a215949f631.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 177px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405579097785953186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/SwR5jKjO66I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ck6SEf-kvXw/s320/e776de8aa6a94bf382307a215949f631.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last Sunday I went to Placebo's concert ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was awesome ! I cannot put it to &lt;em&gt;words.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had this smile on my face when I saw my man there singing and playing his guitar ^^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;luvvvv.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is so beautiful..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish I could be so beautiful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;--------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was busy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(I got horrible headache couple times..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First I almost couldn't get up. My dad was making noise and I got curious so I did wake up anyways. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I ate and as soon as I got read two pages of this &lt;em&gt;little-print-no-pictures&lt;/em&gt; psych-book, I was soon in a sleep again -__-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't get myself up until my mom called me to eat soup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that I went to Itäkeskus. I went to do some runnings and we went to a visit with our class. THE TATTOO GUY!! I saw him too : ) and it saved my day to see him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it also ruined tings too... He has been in my mind since. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I even googled his name !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Then got home and had so horrible head ache that I almost skipped my japanese lesson. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Glad I didn't though, next week I cannot make it I realized&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just hate it when I go there and my teacher tells us about Japan and I'm just thinking why the hell I cannot go there and see some new places with someone ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, what ever. I cannot wait for Christmas. I even baked ginger bread on Monday! (Almost ate it all already..) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, I found my old candles from last years. They smell melon (green) &amp;amp; strawberry (red).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just.. I'm glad I don't have to buy so many presents this year, since I have no friends to buy them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will buy for my girl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for my sweet cat ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and for my family members &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;+ (also those living abroad)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and have to buy Christmas cards btw! Just some ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-2075518703599233225?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/2075518703599233225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/11/no-title.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/2075518703599233225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/2075518703599233225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/11/no-title.html' title='no title.'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/SwR5jKjO66I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ck6SEf-kvXw/s72-c/e776de8aa6a94bf382307a215949f631.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-5721019864020077086</id><published>2009-11-14T19:45:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T20:14:20.224+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Silence, please---</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/Sv7y8gT1rtI/AAAAAAAAAEI/0lXJBH4vVqM/s1600-h/apathetic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 309px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404023724170391250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/Sv7y8gT1rtI/AAAAAAAAAEI/0lXJBH4vVqM/s320/apathetic.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/Sv7yxuwTqFI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Siwf37Uvunk/s1600-h/apathetic.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't wanna think any longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of this feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and getting sick of my own thoughts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dreams that I couldn't meet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whispers to myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disappoinment to my own pathetic self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me just look at the blackness, get my eye lost in the darkness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and take me in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forever ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-5721019864020077086?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/5721019864020077086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/11/silence-please.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/5721019864020077086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/5721019864020077086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/11/silence-please.html' title='Silence, please---'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/Sv7y8gT1rtI/AAAAAAAAAEI/0lXJBH4vVqM/s72-c/apathetic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-3683164002934842237</id><published>2009-11-14T00:16:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T00:28:03.952+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dying at school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>empty head</title><content type='html'>The tattoo guy didn't come today either : / last week neither..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if he got the piggy-pandemia.... or was just busy/lazy/sleepy/troubled&lt;br /&gt;or just couldn't make it there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe he changed his mind about the friday studies group......&lt;br /&gt;Nooooooo : &lt;&lt;br /&gt;hope not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also did some cheap shopping today.. my purpose was to buy some presents for Christmas, but well I only bought earrings and a hairband for myself. Just coudln't find anything...&lt;br /&gt;But I got a great idea what to buy for my mom ! Just.. I need 40euros, or otherwise I have to take the 20euro one which one is not as pretty.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, DAD?! ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also got this huge and boring looking book about personality psychology... WELLL sounds interesting and stuff but it doesn't seem to be... when I open the book. It's rather scary when I know how much I have to write about it. YIIIIIIKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm glad I almost finished another essay that I have to do first anyways. Just a little bit more.. gonna be ready tomorrow I hope!&lt;br /&gt;Since tomorrow night I have no time for it...&lt;br /&gt;I hope to meet my favorite girl tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;But you can never be sure when it's about her.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-3683164002934842237?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/3683164002934842237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/11/empty-head.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/3683164002934842237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/3683164002934842237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/11/empty-head.html' title='empty head'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-5652000985364948171</id><published>2009-11-12T14:08:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T14:47:01.313+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nothing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thinking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='questions'/><title type='text'>What bothers me.</title><content type='html'>There are two things that strongly link together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where are they?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I have been all alone. I'm not so sure why actually...&lt;br /&gt;Well, some of my friends live far away so I cannot meet them often. When I do meet them, it all ends so fast that it only makes me sad in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another is my friends here, who are so &lt;em&gt;passive.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm passive myself too at times, but I just hate to feel that I'm the pathetic one trying to drag along and have nothing else to do.&lt;br /&gt;I actually walked away for long time ago with those friends who seemed to be selfish and passive, only thinking of themselves. Goodbye I don't miss you because I don't need someone like you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also easy to make new friends, but just somehow I end up being so fucking difficult and full of problems that many people walk away and don't want to bother anymore. Well, they don't know what they are losing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; just, I feel like there is no way I can even find good friends since they all seem to be scared, too busy or just not interested enough to find who I really am inside. Well that is just sad.. I cannot be a person who is open enough. But I will open up when I see people opened themselves up as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, another thing is that I feel like everything that I do is &lt;em&gt;useless..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm buying new clothes. For who? Whose gonna see them anyway? Maybe I even buy something I have never chance to wear. Or I wear too fancy clothes at home and then they get dirty for the time I should be able to wear them... the time I finally go somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm learning languages. What for? I have no money for even visit the countries or ever live there... should I just speak to myself and end up feeling ridiculous and pathetic? Or just stay home and watch foreign movies which are subtitled anyways?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm decorating my room. Too bad there are so few visitors. Also, some people I don't even want to let in here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm baking something delicious. For who? Myself? Well in case I want to get fat. Mostly I end up feeling so pathetic when nobody eats my food that I will end up eating it all by myself. Well that's pathetic. And that's why I don't bake often...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the point when there is never a chance to use anything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to go for a trip to somewhere but with who? I'm taking my cat I suppose.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-5652000985364948171?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/5652000985364948171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-bothers-me.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/5652000985364948171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/5652000985364948171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-bothers-me.html' title='What bothers me.'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-2611302547656526603</id><published>2009-11-10T00:14:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T00:30:29.238+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='universities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studying'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scotland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='psychology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='future'/><title type='text'>loving it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/SviX9pREFZI/AAAAAAAAADw/2iIte7_n92M/s1600-h/scotland.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 263px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402234838336148882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/SviX9pREFZI/AAAAAAAAADw/2iIte7_n92M/s320/scotland.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was my lucky day ! ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;First I was crying over an University that didn't want to let me in (they had put their standards so high this year..) and I was getting totally desperate and just thinking what the hell am I gonna do. Well, it still bites to get a rejection because it was my first choice.. but well, I'm no perfect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then my dad got home and I went to check about the situation with Uni applications again (you have no idea, I have been refreshing the page over and over this blank expression on my face very much lately ahahahah!!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and seeems like I'll move to Scotland to study after all!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw that I have one offer that's quaranteeing me a place in Psychology ! AWWWE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still, I want to keep quiet a little bit, since I still have some offers to come. Not yet sure what Uni I'm going to end up.. but I know it's gonna be in Scotland.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't wait next year... finally I'm gonna be out of here &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;and speak English 24/7.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-2611302547656526603?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/2611302547656526603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/11/loving-it.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/2611302547656526603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/2611302547656526603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/11/loving-it.html' title='loving it!'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/SviX9pREFZI/AAAAAAAAADw/2iIte7_n92M/s72-c/scotland.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-4240293403151353566</id><published>2009-11-07T22:46:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T23:12:30.314+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eyes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dizziness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feeling shit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cold'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'>Dizziness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/SvXiU58k9PI/AAAAAAAAADo/c-oHIM4YtXM/s1600-h/2381965529_15e5b88348.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 248px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401472176880940274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/SvXiU58k9PI/AAAAAAAAADo/c-oHIM4YtXM/s320/2381965529_15e5b88348.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week has been so strange. Good things happened, bad things happened.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't see him at once.. well, probably my own fault.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, during this week I haven't been so active for several reasons..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got some medicine and it's making me so dizzy and feeling sick that I have been afraid to go out of home for a long time. It just happens that all of a sudden, I'm staring feeling so sick that I cannot do anything. It's not that I'm eating something bad, just some side effect from the medicine. Just the thing is, it's making me feel so bad that I have to go to sleep that it goes away. I have been sleeping a lot this week, in the middle off the day... Then, when I try to sleep at night, sometimes I have so much trouble to fall into sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another nightmare happened on Friday. First of all, I already had a bad feeling in a morning but went to school to see N and also the tattoo-guy since he might be in the same group. Well, he didn't show so I was a little disappointed. We went to visit in a place and there, all a sudden... my eye got crazy again and it was having a little shock there since my eye is hurting so bad that it's crying an crying itself out and it was very embarrassing to stand there in a little room with our group (well thank god, I turned my back on them and all the sudden I was ''so into the glass things in the vitrin'' and I was there staring at the glass thingies and just crying myself out of my head. I almost left the whole room but couldn't move myself since it would have been too much attention and probably if I would have done that, I won't come back anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was there just waiting to get out of there, waiting to this man to shut up and let us go..... well when he did, I was afraid I look like a mess and was just wiping my eye and explaining this all to N, who though I was just tired and still feeling ill. Well, I'm glad it seemed like that..... well, I told her I have to go home and rest. She told me my eye looked red...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, well after that I felt so weak that I went to buy something very bad for me..&lt;br /&gt;At home, I started to feel worse and at the end my head was like exploding so I went to a long nap. Also, every day, I have been feeling very cold... so it doesn't really do good for me to go outside?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okies... I hope to feel better someday soon. Hopefully tomorrow is gonna be a nice day since it's Father's day.&lt;br /&gt;I have a cute present for my dad, of course, since he is my hero  &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;EWWWW, this post was so boring, sorries!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-4240293403151353566?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/4240293403151353566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/11/dizziness.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/4240293403151353566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/4240293403151353566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/11/dizziness.html' title='Dizziness'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/SvXiU58k9PI/AAAAAAAAADo/c-oHIM4YtXM/s72-c/2381965529_15e5b88348.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-2245078704732049111</id><published>2009-10-31T23:21:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T23:44:57.376+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thinking'/><title type='text'>Hopes and dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/Suyu1BcyE_I/AAAAAAAAADg/r0alsGadbTI/s1600-h/northern-lights.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 209px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398882279255839730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/Suyu1BcyE_I/AAAAAAAAADg/r0alsGadbTI/s320/northern-lights.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been dreaming and thinking so much lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a little list so that I can some day probably make some of these true..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I hope to start my old hobby again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Hoping to be able to see Tabea in the near future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Planning a railway trip across the Europe for the summer 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Finish the two short stories I started.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;A dream of losing weight at least 3 kilos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got this awesome idea of going abroad and just no one noticing it. Then build my life there, starting from nothing and just enjoying the adventure of not knowing what will happen next. Then thinking again, it would be good to have a friend who would come with me, just in case something happens. Only thing is that people I know are nothing but adventurous... or just too crazy. I need a person I can trust, for a trip like that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-2245078704732049111?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/2245078704732049111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/10/hopes-and-dreams.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/2245078704732049111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/2245078704732049111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/10/hopes-and-dreams.html' title='Hopes and dreams'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/Suyu1BcyE_I/AAAAAAAAADg/r0alsGadbTI/s72-c/northern-lights.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-7067182070024966832</id><published>2009-10-31T02:47:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T23:20:42.769+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ballerinas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='night'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleepless'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drinking'/><title type='text'>Wishing stairs</title><content type='html'>I spent Friday with my favorite person ever. We went to a store, bought carrots and candy.&lt;br /&gt;We didn't do much actually, just talking, drinking a little and watching TV. I think we both enjoyed just spending time together, it didn't matter we didn't actually talk so much this time. We just felt we didn't have to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She asked me questions though, older things that I even forgot that I told her once. I was suprised she still remembers them, I barely remember myself.&lt;br /&gt;I realize that this girl is someone I never want to disappear anywhere. She has to be somewhere quite near that I can be sure she is alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched a korean scary movie called ''Wishing stairs''.&lt;br /&gt;I really liked it. It wasn't scary though, just very tragic.&lt;br /&gt;And ballet dancers there, ahhhhhhh ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got home very late because it takes so long way from Vantaa to here : D&lt;br /&gt;I didn't feel like sleeping so I didn't.&lt;br /&gt;After sleeping two hours I woke up when my mom comes to my room and tells me my brother is coming. It was 5'am so I was pretty much dead.....&lt;br /&gt;After that I couldn't sleep for hours -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Also I was shopping in Helsinki with my mom yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;I found shoes, yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Also she gave me money and I bought two necklesses and a little cute bag. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Loving it! : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-7067182070024966832?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/7067182070024966832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/10/wishing-stairs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/7067182070024966832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/7067182070024966832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/10/wishing-stairs.html' title='Wishing stairs'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-7062188568499681016</id><published>2009-10-31T02:19:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T02:48:33.502+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old times'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nostalgic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alone'/><title type='text'>I wish I could go back in time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/SuuFFuOPcpI/AAAAAAAAADY/wM852adseJA/s1600-h/stolen+girlfriends+club3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 247px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398554911687275154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/SuuFFuOPcpI/AAAAAAAAADY/wM852adseJA/s320/stolen+girlfriends+club3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish I could go back in time, the time she was mine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yhyy. I miss being with her so much..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel absolutely great aroung her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still I wish things could be the same... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish she would be the same &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and me too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the OLD TIMES! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;How nostalgic can I ever get ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-7062188568499681016?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/7062188568499681016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-wish-i-could-go-back-in-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/7062188568499681016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/7062188568499681016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-wish-i-could-go-back-in-time.html' title='I wish I could go back in time.'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/SuuFFuOPcpI/AAAAAAAAADY/wM852adseJA/s72-c/stolen+girlfriends+club3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-4321040497385044175</id><published>2009-10-29T22:12:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T23:29:39.779+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trouble'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='losing it'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dying at school'/><title type='text'>I'm too depressed, too go on</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/SuoBYTTsf_I/AAAAAAAAADQ/vouIGNZ8fiU/s1600-h/tearsbaby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398128620368330738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/SuoBYTTsf_I/AAAAAAAAADQ/vouIGNZ8fiU/s320/tearsbaby.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oaahhhh, *sighhhhhhhh*......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why-oh-why everything seems so impossible right now ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I have lost my ability to do &lt;em&gt;ANYTHING.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, just easy little things seem impossible.&lt;br /&gt;Like, getting up in the mornings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell is wrong with me ?&lt;br /&gt;I feel like crying but just can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I went to a school I applied. Already yesterday and the day before that I realized writing my essay that I actually don't even want to get in there.&lt;br /&gt;Why am I applying there then? Well it's good to be in a school and I thought it would be ok for me to start with since University seems like a fucked-up-dream nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeahh, I know what I want and can't get it so it feels very frustrating to trying to get something that I don't even want. WELLLL, I had a bad feeling about going to this school this morning, I knew it and almost turned back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I did, after seeing this fucking exam there.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't even read the book the questions were from. What the fuck ? Well, you can tell I wasn't actually so into this thing, yeahh.&lt;br /&gt;So I skipped the whole interview thing and went to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was even worse there. I totally felt like a ghost wrapped in a cloth that didn't let me breathe through. What_is_this ?  Well I spent my extra time on the computer and then went to eat when I saw some of my classmates going too.&lt;br /&gt;I got to a table and saw him on the other side of the hall. He actually looked at me.. I quickly looked away.&lt;br /&gt;how embarrassing this can get.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is something I can never get.&lt;br /&gt;But I love his laugh.... he was laughing today so much that it made me bleed inside. I'm dreaming for the moment we could laugh together. So sad that's never gonna happen.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just nothing he likes. How could he ever even talk to me? I cannot do anything right.&lt;br /&gt;Yhyyyyyyy..&lt;br /&gt;He doesn't even know that I exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like this night is gonna be cry-cry. I feel like crying and I can only do it in the dark, facing my pillow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so fucking fat !&lt;br /&gt;and very ugly&lt;br /&gt;Stupid as hell&lt;br /&gt;So fucking weak&lt;br /&gt;...and ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;pssst.&lt;/em&gt; I'm so glad I will go to the doctor next Monday. Maybe she should rewrite a description I used to have. That would be my heaven and hell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-4321040497385044175?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/4321040497385044175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-too-depressed-too-go-on.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/4321040497385044175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/4321040497385044175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-too-depressed-too-go-on.html' title='I&apos;m too depressed, too go on'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/SuoBYTTsf_I/AAAAAAAAADQ/vouIGNZ8fiU/s72-c/tearsbaby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-3354851456920331365</id><published>2009-10-25T21:52:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T22:20:17.688+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Estonia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='failing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='walking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='city'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='english'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='japan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chocolate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='autumn'/><title type='text'>sweety weekend</title><content type='html'>This weekend was sweeeeeet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday I spent an awesome day in Helsinki city; playing tourist doing a lot walking around, going into the shops and taking pictures. Before all that, I went to grab my friend from Makasiini terminal, she came straight from Tallinn : DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walk around and ended up killing our feet. We found some very cool shop with awesome vintage stuff ! Oaaah it was expensive though, but lovely old-fashioned stuff.&lt;br /&gt;It was freezing cold! We ate in the shopping mall and bought some cheap earrings. We went home and ended up staying there, watching a movie and eating some Estonian chocolate and Japanese candy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning we woke up at 7.00 because we couldn't remember that it's the day when the clock goes an hour back so we thought it's 08.00 hahahahahahhaa! That happens to me soooo often ! See how well information actually gets to me ? It gets lost somewhere.. I just never know where..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we still had a lot to do. We watched both of our photos from Japan, gggreat memories! ^^ We watched Kung fu Panda (in Japanese with English subs) which was great! And went for a walk (with our cameras) and collected some maple leaves (she made me a rose out of it, I never knew how to do it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later we did some origami (She made a horse and we both made bunnies thahahaha). And we chilled in the city for a while, ate ice cream and went to a Cybershop. Soon she had to go back to the ship so byebyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of fun with Tuuli, my friend from Estonia. We make a great team and have always fun and interesting things to talk about. Ohh and I'm always happy to use ENGLISH ^^&lt;br /&gt;She is so nice that I hope to see her in the future again. She doesn't live that far away anyway.. Next time I'll probably visit her! But she doesn't live in Tallinn though. Well, doesn't matter as long as there is something cheap to shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yahhooo for international friends! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;And how terribly I'm missing Tabea... I got a letter from her from Germany and almost cried when I looked at the photos she sent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just the only bad thing she coming here was that I totally had an overdose with chocolate... way over. Well, never perfect, ehhhh ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-3354851456920331365?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/3354851456920331365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/10/sweety-weekend.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/3354851456920331365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/3354851456920331365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/10/sweety-weekend.html' title='sweety weekend'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-7729369087702395907</id><published>2009-10-23T00:41:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T01:00:34.476+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trouble'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Smells like trouble here</title><content type='html'>A lot of things happened today ! *___*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I visited a childcare place with my school group. It was a little boring, but I got to see the tattoo guy once again ^^ yay, I actually noticed a lot of new things about him today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing for example... how the hell he is so &lt;em&gt;cute&lt;/em&gt; ? ---- OOOPS, Am I getting a new crush? WHAT? &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Nono, &lt;em&gt;I couldn't bare.&lt;/em&gt; One is enough.. I think. But this one, he plays guitar and sings in a band ! &lt;em&gt;Is that hot or what?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then... WTF !! &lt;em&gt;I saw him&lt;/em&gt; today!&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;We actually talked because he seemed to be in no hurry and I was just curious to stop. Haven't talk face to face in months so I totally was out of my mind....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to library, home. I ate tons of ice cream and watched a movie called &lt;em&gt;The orther Boleyn girl&lt;/em&gt; which has gorgeous Natalie Portman and Scarlett Johansson. Well, Eric Bana is ok too : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got some progress with some school stuff. yay... Still I feel like I'm a lot behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND, the most important at all.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting my diet again. This time it gonna be:&lt;br /&gt;a light breakfast + vitamins, one-two piece of bread and fruits/vegetables and that's all for a day. About 500kcals a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just home my folks don't notice anything and that I can keep myself busy and happy enough to do this. Oh and I also would need to work on my motivation.. seems like it got lost somewhere a while ago.. Wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-7729369087702395907?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/7729369087702395907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/10/smells-like-trouble-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/7729369087702395907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/7729369087702395907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/10/smells-like-trouble-here.html' title='Smells like trouble here'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-817611681224061611</id><published>2009-10-22T00:04:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T00:29:01.701+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contact lenses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='childhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trouble'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eyes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cursed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='failure'/><title type='text'>My eyes are cursed!</title><content type='html'>Today was a little catastrophe.&lt;br /&gt;I finally got my psychology essay sent, yayyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I also had a big fight with my left eye... -__-&lt;br /&gt;I'm telling you, these eyes are fucking cursed ! People say they are pretty and what-so-ever, but the truth is, I always had big fight with these eyes.&lt;br /&gt;One thing, they used to tear always all the time and in wrong places.&lt;br /&gt;I was a kid who always cried, I remember when at school all the sudden I just started to cry.&lt;br /&gt;Then I also cried in the middle of the night and my dad came to wake me up from my nightmares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well, that explains my weirdness or what, hahahaha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays it's just the opposite.&lt;br /&gt;Like today, my tears would have done good. They didn't come though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today I had a fight again... My left contact lense started all a sudden feel very nasty and didn't keep it's place so I was like wtf, should I take it out. Well, all make up on, I thought it's no a good thing to do, it will settle. &lt;em&gt;YEAH, RIGHT,&lt;/em&gt; I got outside and just blinked my eye all the time and then I couldn't see at all. I realised the left lense maybe came off my eye or something, I couldn't see anything with my left eye so I though the lense was out. But how the hell did it came off by itself? No way !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to a short trip and had to come back home because my right eye was getting tired and I felt a little weird walking around people with not seeing so well. Then at home I tried to see if the lense is somewhere or what. I was looking for it very long time and then I realized a little pain in my upper lid. I saw something in the very corner of my eye.. and I almost fainted of terror when I realized what the hell has happened and where the hell the lense had go.&lt;br /&gt;I always had this amazing fear of touching my eye and I freak out very easily if someone tries to put those nasty drops in or comes anywhere close to my eyes.. well, I went to internet, ask-a-google-friend and found out that it's normal and not harmful and that the lense can go under the upper lid and that it cannot get anywhere it shouldn't have. Yayyy, then I had about thousand fights with my eye and myself and almost gave up.&lt;br /&gt;Then all a sudden, &lt;em&gt;a thing&lt;/em&gt; was flying in my eye and I realized I needed to get it out and that it was a piece of my contact lense. &lt;em&gt;A PIECE, omgg fuck, it has broken! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I had a crazy hurry to find another piece but couldn't see it anywhere.. Shhhhit. Well, I went to do other things and went to the mirror once a while. Finally I got it out and omg my left eye hurts and is a little red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you want a call my eyes pretty, huh?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I_don't_think_sooo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-____-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are a fucking pain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-817611681224061611?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/817611681224061611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-eyes-are-cursed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/817611681224061611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/817611681224061611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-eyes-are-cursed.html' title='My eyes are cursed!'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-4588379229782707257</id><published>2009-10-20T18:12:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T21:01:38.721+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mirrors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ugly'/><title type='text'>I'm just a sad creature</title><content type='html'>I really hate my reflection. Should I crack all the mirrors in my room? Especially I can't stand the biggest one. Uglyuglyugly body and my face looks like a fat ghost. I can't stand myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a little visite today with my class.&lt;br /&gt;We went to a place (a little registered association) for people with learning disabilities. You know, problems with reading &amp;amp; writing, dyslexia, ADHD, autism etc.&lt;br /&gt;We had a lecture and first half I was just yawning and tired as hell and then the rest of it made me really sad. It reminded me of school and especially my time in elementary school. Also when I had difficulties with my slow reading in High School. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I wanted to hit myself because that lesson we listened the only one I marked as cool guy in my class.. he was sitting across and I must have looked like a zombie, locked inside my bad memories and just staring in a darkness. I'm just a sad creature.&lt;/span&gt; But the whole fucking place that I used to go a year, came to my mind. Even thinking that place makes me breathe abnormally. Those were the weakest times in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately it has been pretty weak too. Very gloomy, lonely and hard.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about the last year, I got dumped about this time of a year and that made me miserable. Well, it was my own fault since I didn't wanted to get married.&lt;br /&gt;Then I met a new friend. He was nice and my saviour. I couldn't stand him long enough though, thinking about dumping him, I still feel bad about it and feel like a monster. But I got my eye on someone else during that time and I just felt it wasn't right, &lt;em&gt;right?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, seems like that there's no savior for this time. &lt;em&gt;He just doesn't care ..&lt;/em&gt; and I want no one else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end, I want to put three songs that make me cry, eventhough I thought I'm not able to do that anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aXMF_fEdz2k"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aXMF_fEdz2k&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CKdUoufMvd4"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CKdUoufMvd4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f_gnmBtM49U"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f_gnmBtM49U&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-4588379229782707257?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/4588379229782707257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-just-sad-creature.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/4588379229782707257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/4588379229782707257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-just-sad-creature.html' title='I&apos;m just a sad creature'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-351734280799242721</id><published>2009-10-16T23:53:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T00:24:05.589+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eyes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleeping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Let her smile for once, bitch</title><content type='html'>My day started really awkwardly. First of all, I was such a sleepyhead that I forgot to take my vitamins.. I was ready to go to school when I realize that somethings wrong with my right eye because I put my contact lense in and it the eye hurted so bad that I couldn't keep it open.. So I was wiping my eyes off because it teared so bad and since I couldn't keep it open, it was very hard to get the lense out. I so hate when that happens.. not very often though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I had a little shock because I first couldn't get it out of my eye but then I just took a deep breath and tried again and I got it off. The eye was red and still hurted so I just decided to get some more sleep that it would heal and that I don't have to cancel my plans for tonight. School is not that important, so I had to skip and just keep sleeping till noon.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to see my friend at her place. The train was so crouded that it made me hate trains-going-to-Vantaa even more. I got off and my friend was quickly there with her car.&lt;br /&gt;We had tea and just chatted for hours. I noticed that I really had missed it. She was actually a little more talkative than usually, and she is one of the only ones that I can talk to very openly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she had a call from her ex or not-ex. They really have some kind of on-off relationship and I really don't like that relationship at all. I think it makes my friend just miserable and that she has deserved so much better. The call was long and I was watching MTV, haha. Then my friend came back but I read her face very quickly and knew that the call had ruined her day. Well, we tried to catch up the converstation but then her phone rings again. Darn, it's the ex again. Then they talked even longer time (this time she was crying on the phone) and I was really getting bored.. Well, after that my friend apologied and offer me a ride for home. I was actually glad to leave, just too bad that the whole night turned like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very disappointed. I just think my friend always gets all the shit on her back. She always seems to make the wrong decicions or just has a bad luck. I already told her that she should end this relationship but she seems to be just too desperate or something to not to do it. She always seems to think that everything is her faulth as well. I try to talk to her every time and stuff but.. Well, I cannot do a lot, she has to realize it by herself.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm always ready to help this girl, she is very important for me eventhough we don't see often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I had a nice time with her and a good day eventhough some shit happened. It's just how the life is.&lt;br /&gt;Also I'm proud of myself for not eating all that candy-popcorn-chips-chocolate that was on the table in front of my eyes for a long time. I only took a couple, just to please my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I hope that we will warm up the sauna. I have to relax hahahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-351734280799242721?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/351734280799242721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/10/let-her-smile-for-once-bitch.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/351734280799242721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/351734280799242721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/10/let-her-smile-for-once-bitch.html' title='Let her smile for once, bitch'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-5754006693920080220</id><published>2009-10-15T23:15:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T23:40:03.465+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='changes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='autumn'/><title type='text'>New terrain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/SteG6dEAqPI/AAAAAAAAADI/qwDco1ICuk0/s1600-h/colourful-fall-leaves-autumn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392927417591441650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/SteG6dEAqPI/AAAAAAAAADI/qwDco1ICuk0/s320/colourful-fall-leaves-autumn.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have decided it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This attitude has to change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want myself back again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeahhh, I'm just gonna try harder. Be stronger, be independent.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe some day I'll find the happiness.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna take it step by step..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This feels a lot better already&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I actually like some things about fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;like for example the leaves the sound when your shoe crushes them &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and their colors of course &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I also like the excuse walking fast/run everywhere because it's so windy and cold that you just want to get inside really fast &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There is some 'feeling going on' only when it's autumn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-5754006693920080220?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/5754006693920080220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/10/new-terrain.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/5754006693920080220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/5754006693920080220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/10/new-terrain.html' title='New terrain'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/SteG6dEAqPI/AAAAAAAAADI/qwDco1ICuk0/s72-c/colourful-fall-leaves-autumn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-1002379374079268720</id><published>2009-10-14T21:27:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T21:36:45.709+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='failure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ugly'/><title type='text'>A disaster</title><content type='html'>今日､　まるでぶたみたいにたくさん　食べました&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;＞'':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so angry at myself.&lt;br /&gt;Enough said.&lt;br /&gt;To punish myself I have to clean my room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;right now!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-1002379374079268720?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/1002379374079268720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/10/disaster.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/1002379374079268720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/1002379374079268720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/10/disaster.html' title='A disaster'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-6562211469895082005</id><published>2009-10-13T20:25:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T20:41:39.032+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trouble'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='problems'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='failure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ugly'/><title type='text'>this is hard.</title><content type='html'>Seems that there is just too much to handle (for me) right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if I'll be able to see an honest smile on my face somewhere around Christmas..&lt;br /&gt;Well, it would be more than nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I need to lose weight.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I need to get my skin back to normal..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(seems harder than I thought.. ssssshit!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;based on the research I have done, seems like Im missing some vitamins.. o_O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I should read read and read boring books and prepare all the tasks for school&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I should restart my life again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't even ask the last one... I give you a hint though, it's something to do with the last entries..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yeah, what the fuck !&lt;/strong&gt; I find it amazingly difficult to do all those things at the same time ! Because for example, I cannot concentrate on my diet before my skin is alright.. Therefore, all this shit makes me feel so bad that I don't have an ability or motivation to do any of the reading and school things !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-6562211469895082005?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/6562211469895082005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-is-hard.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/6562211469895082005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/6562211469895082005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-is-hard.html' title='this is hard.'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-1628473900762964900</id><published>2009-10-09T18:09:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T19:52:38.114+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='failure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ugly'/><title type='text'>Victim of the city</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/Ss9qPYYk-bI/AAAAAAAAADA/bKRXEuJ_rHQ/s1600-h/5161456-lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/Ss9qPYYk-bI/AAAAAAAAADA/bKRXEuJ_rHQ/s320/5161456-lg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390644091461892530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A part of me wants to fall,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another part wants to keep doing alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a mess &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. . . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is filling my head. Every minute and second. I actually only live for him. &lt;br /&gt;This is just ridiculous. Why am I such a loser ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My diet is failing. Makes me feel mad but I just have to take care of my skin right now.&lt;br /&gt;Next thing is to keep up with school. After that I can think about my diet again. Grrrrrr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to him. &lt;br /&gt;Ugh...&lt;br /&gt;He really is killing me and at the same time my only reason to live. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm only alive as long as I can love him. Then again.. I have to think, is it really love? Well, I'm not sure but I'm dying to see him again. &lt;br /&gt;He is causing me pain but he is the one that could ever make me happy. As long as I love him, it doesn't even mean that he has to love me. Just to be with me would make me happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was about to ask him to hang out with me but on the another hand, I don't want him to see me as I am right now. I feel ugly.. and probably I wouldn't act myself.&lt;br /&gt;Or.. maybe I'm just afraid and want that he would ask me to hang out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh crap, why does it has to be like that ? When I have a chance, I won't use it and when I don't, then I would be ready to go for it ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-1628473900762964900?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/1628473900762964900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/10/victim-of-city.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/1628473900762964900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/1628473900762964900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/10/victim-of-city.html' title='Victim of the city'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/Ss9qPYYk-bI/AAAAAAAAADA/bKRXEuJ_rHQ/s72-c/5161456-lg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-1709443286187415661</id><published>2009-10-08T12:22:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T13:13:35.045+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hungry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ugly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>onetwothreefour</title><content type='html'>Haven't written for a while, I just didn't feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been down, very down lately. Too tired to do anything, also found that nothing is exchiting enough to actually do.. I also skipped school, so bad bad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Load of work and it's GROWING all the time. It made me feel worse but now I decided that fuck that, I will take my holiday first ahahahaha. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;omg, this is really gonna be a trouble less than in a week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About GROWING.. I could also mention my ass, thighs and belly ... or as it feels. Shit, is that fucking scale lying to me ? It says that I had lost 2 kilos, yeah right what the hell.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; today&lt;br /&gt;I went to &lt;strong&gt;'Crazy Days',&lt;/strong&gt; a big (and really crazy) sale in Stockmann.&lt;br /&gt;I found some cool stuff (like I always do):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- black gardigan/sweater with buttons &lt;em&gt;10e&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- black/dark jeans &lt;em&gt;20e &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-&lt;/em&gt; dark blue&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;zebra-striped&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;hoodie&lt;em&gt; 20e&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-&lt;/em&gt; tiny and light purple umbrella&lt;em&gt; a 6e&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- dark blue normal long-sleeve shirt &lt;em&gt;6e&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-&lt;/em&gt; a clock on my wall&lt;em&gt;!&lt;/em&gt; It's silver and pretty, has diamonds hahah&lt;em&gt; 20e&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-&lt;/em&gt; Kiki's delivery service DVD&lt;em&gt; 5e&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-&lt;/em&gt; Twilight DVD&lt;em&gt; 13e&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAHOOOO! I love stuff like that hahahaha.&lt;em&gt; New clothes&lt;3&lt;/em&gt; And I was with my mom who is the best so she bought them for me&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tonight I have to do a little boring paper for school. Hmmm, since I got a book for it and it's gonna be graded as passed/failed...&lt;br /&gt;and it's something about the law...&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna spend too much time on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OAAAAH now I'm getting so hungry... we bought fish&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;FOOOOOD, &lt;em&gt;NOW!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh, I actually stopped eating wheat products. I eat less carbohydrates as well as sugar (eventhough that seems impossible since I'm a sugarmouse)&lt;br /&gt;and today I cut coffee also :/ (which made me angry and sleepy all morning..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why?&lt;/em&gt; Simply because my skin has gotten so so so amazingly bad that I'm getting concerned..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so ugly.. :''''&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-1709443286187415661?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/1709443286187415661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/10/onetwothreefour.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/1709443286187415661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/1709443286187415661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/10/onetwothreefour.html' title='onetwothreefour'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-5941848114870653167</id><published>2009-10-01T16:01:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T16:55:40.741+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gym'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clothes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='starving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='calories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ugly'/><title type='text'>25% positive</title><content type='html'>YAYYYY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a little cheered up today! : ) &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;First of all, yesterday I found a pair of old mittens (?) which are perfect for this weather. Glad not to have to buy new ones ;)&lt;/span&gt; so I spent my money for new headphones, those kinds that are in-ear so they don't fall off. And they are BLUE&lt;3 like my iPod!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In a fitting room, trying a pair of jeans on I felt a little frustrated when they didn't zip up but as the mirror there told me as well, I have so much fat around my waist and ass that &lt;em&gt;I have to get thinner&lt;/em&gt; so I bought them ; DDD they were half-prize anyway and therefore if I want to use then, I have to be smaller ;) so brilliant hahaha!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Also a weird thing is that I saw HIM! It's already two times on this week ! Call it destiny? hahha!! And this time he saw me aswell. I didn't even care about the fact that she was with a girl, I was so happy to see him ! But lol, he didn't look that happy to see me : DDD he looked suprised. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA, I got a free Cosmopolitan -magazine by mail o_O well, I love magazines. Also, there are always beautiful people inside&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tomorrow I will visit my sister's. Probably spend a night too.. Yeaaaah one motive to go is that I can eat whatever I want there ( in this case, I can eat &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;as less as I want&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ) and my mom is not telling me to eat more or bringing food under my nose.&lt;br /&gt;We are gonna watch movies (&lt;strong&gt;Sic &amp;amp; Nancy&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Wild Child&lt;/strong&gt; ) &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably before that I will buy some food for myself (diet Blueberry soup, diet Coke, Solero- ice cream&lt;3)&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yayyy, tomorrow no school so I will go to a GYM : 'D&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I have a chance to go and my mom wants to so don't have to go alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although, my school week has been amazingly slacking ! I didn't go on Monday, neither Wednesday nor today 8D But the thing is, I like my freedom and if I don't feel like going to school, then I just don't and I study at home (hmmm?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I should write an essay.. but, how lazy do I feel? o__O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-5941848114870653167?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/5941848114870653167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/10/25-positive.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/5941848114870653167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/5941848114870653167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/10/25-positive.html' title='25% positive'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-4799821873336346020</id><published>2009-09-29T16:23:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T16:43:22.567+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='going crazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ugly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alone'/><title type='text'>Nightmare continues..</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I have tried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so fucking many times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did I lose my self control?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I should stop eating totally.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said: ''Have you lost weight?''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;AAARGGGGGGH!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said: ''Don't diet too much.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: ''I have &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;GAINED&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;kilos.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She really pisses me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DIET AS MUCH AS I WANT !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I need to get out of here.. sooner the better. &lt;strong&gt;Here I only go insane.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-4799821873336346020?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/4799821873336346020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/09/nightmare-continues.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/4799821873336346020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/4799821873336346020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/09/nightmare-continues.html' title='Nightmare continues..'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-8831688581822788807</id><published>2009-09-28T22:02:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T22:14:26.433+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='questions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='falling apart'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Btw,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I had this awesome idea so I sent a txt to my friend. She answered no-no. Tear tear, I wanted to have a party at her house..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND WHY, OH WHY I have to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-&lt;em&gt;write a good essay about me&lt;/em&gt;   And at the same time feel like I'm lying and that I'm just the worst applicant ever and that they should not pick me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- &lt;em&gt;write and read about EMOTIONS and FEELINGS and how do they reflect our ACTIONS&lt;/em&gt;  right now when &lt;strong&gt;I should NOT &lt;/strong&gt;think about them and just forget everything ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I first thought I should not do this essay but wtf, I cannot fail it so I might as well destroy myself and it's all better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad sad feelins :&lt;&lt;br /&gt;This time is the worst of the whole year !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I bet it's the fucking darkness, cold and just this shitful life here in the Northern Hell.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. Is it true that if u dig a hole deep enough, you end up to China? ^^&lt;br /&gt;(I might be desperate enough to actually try that..)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-8831688581822788807?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/8831688581822788807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/09/btw-today-i-had-this-awesome-idea-so-i.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/8831688581822788807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/8831688581822788807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/09/btw-today-i-had-this-awesome-idea-so-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-8887062850003813678</id><published>2009-09-28T21:15:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T21:49:19.079+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dead'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whining'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cursed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bipolar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mew'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleepless'/><title type='text'>got no friends, got no lover</title><content type='html'>This is my bipolar life.&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad it has a name..&lt;br /&gt;Today was so much of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today has been a hell of a day. Cannot bear it....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My mom woke me up at 9am and I got so angry that had difficult falling back to sleep but still didn't get up. At 10.pm I did. I hid my anger and turned it into chippy-cheerful-over... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I talked with her about my sister, brother, and me being kids. What a conversation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She went to work and I started freaking out since I didnt have to pretend anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I freaked out in a level that I thought it was better to skip tutoring from tonight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wanted to act like a human being when realizing my dad was coming from work so I went to buy some sweets since I felt so shit and planned to watch Romeo and Juliet at midnight as I last time did. My dad was home and I chat with him about my University choices etc. Glad to say, I remained calm for him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nowww&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What can I say?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like breaking that mirror on my table because it doesn't reflect anything I would like to see. Too bad as well that I just read about a faker's smile so I know 10000% how it looks now.&lt;br /&gt;A faker's smile.. that is the one I have adopted. My own disappeared somewhere and wonder if it gets ever found.&lt;br /&gt;I look like a corpse...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was so excited to see Mew in November.. but it's not gonna be cool 'cos I have to be there alone. My friend got a seat and I have a stand area ticket (as it is the best!) but noooo, it's not cool to be there alone and people run me over :&lt;&lt;br /&gt;It's very cool not to have friends.&lt;br /&gt;Got no friends, got no lover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;PS. why the hell I always feel even worthless as human being when I write here? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I should just kick myself.. like I would be someone who has a right to whine.. but whatever, I'm a difficult bitch who is never happy so try to deal with that !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-8887062850003813678?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/8887062850003813678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/09/got-no-friends-got-no-lover.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/8887062850003813678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/8887062850003813678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/09/got-no-friends-got-no-lover.html' title='got no friends, got no lover'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-6585002575669125946</id><published>2009-09-27T19:15:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T19:35:49.374+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paranoia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='out-of-balance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conclusions'/><title type='text'>Deal with it.</title><content type='html'>It's about the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My whole life I have been &lt;em&gt;denying&lt;/em&gt; some truths. It's very easy, I just make myself believe that they are not true and then they really are not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;For example, I'm not getting any skinnier, my jeans are just getting loose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;He didn't answer my message because he doesn't want to see me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;My ex never loved me, he just didn't want to be alone so he wanted to be with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;There were not too many applicants applying for schools, it was just I didn't get accepted because I was not good enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;My mom doesn't want to understand me because she doesn't care about me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;That guy just didn't smile for me, probably for someone behind me.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me doing a right thing in my life is always the opposite for me. I didn't do anything, it was someone else or I should have done that instead of that.. I could have done better,&lt;em&gt; it's not enough.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-6585002575669125946?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/6585002575669125946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/09/deal-with-it.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/6585002575669125946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/6585002575669125946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/09/deal-with-it.html' title='Deal with it.'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-2795900912409564136</id><published>2009-09-27T01:14:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T02:00:21.421+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='questions'/><title type='text'>wondering</title><content type='html'>Whoa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure how i'M FEELING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;it's him. again.. Yes, my little world is moving around him and he probably doesn't even know it. A part of me still wants to believe that he might think of me here and then but let's get real, probably not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;But I know he is thinking someone.. seems like he is in love ! Just maybe.. I should not think about it. Whoever the girl is, I.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;whatever. I'm tired of this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;No way, I think I should now let it out what I think. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;I have this HUGE crush in him. Had it since... hmm, from last spring? yeap. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Actually, he filled my head before I broke up with my ex. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;That's why I broke up with him actually.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Just one thing that makes me wonder is the way he is acting so fucking cold-hearted. I wanted to believe he is not, but it's actually very hard to really see some evidence for that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;But when I was alone with him, he was really nice and and always made me laugh and asked questions. He even teased me a lot. Still he was very spiky with his words sometimes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;He met my parents (accidentally) when we were chilling in a park and visited my house one weekend. I went to movies with him and we had good conversations... he always seemed to have fun with me....... and we were much alike it seemed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;I miss him. We only met once during summer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;For some reason, I'm running away from him. Probably because I can tell that he doesn't give a shit for me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Still, he is in my head a lot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;At times, I feel like talking to him (sometimes he doesn't reply my txts). But I know that I should not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;I don't know what the hell he wants.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;But I should keep myself out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;The only thing is that he has already destroyed me.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I will go for girls from now on&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-2795900912409564136?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/2795900912409564136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/09/wondering.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/2795900912409564136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/2795900912409564136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/09/wondering.html' title='wondering'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-8565359039989905525</id><published>2009-09-23T22:58:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T23:38:38.778+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='live concerts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='j-rock hair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dying at school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alone'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOAAAAH I saw a wonderful showww&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:Miyavi@Tavastia"&gt;Miyavi@Tavastia&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was there alone.. since no one wanted to/could come but it wasn't that bad, only thing was to wait outside in the line because it was sooooo cold and everyone else had a friend or two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I went to a hair dresser (she recolored my roots, and all the hair is now actually more brown and a bit red) and we celebrated my dad's birthday and mom made a cake&lt;3 I ate half of it I'm positive : DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later my dad helped me with my essay and I'm happy to get it done very soon : ) also, my old school sent me a reference so that's done aswell ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;School was very shitful today. I did a group work with someone who was totally stupid and didn't even know how to look good (how to shave and not have a dry skin : DD, new glasses would make a difference and shower for the smell.. &lt;em&gt;hmmm, how would I do as a stylist?!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Gotta think my career plans again hahah&lt;/span&gt;) and he didn't have any ideas for the work so basically I did all the work and we ended up running out of time.. Well, whatever.. I did my best to ask him ideas and at the end he thank me for the co-operation!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then one good thing about school.. &lt;em&gt;He talked to me for the first time ! ^^&lt;/em&gt; And at the lunch I asked to sit at his table :o I was too shy to talk to him though.. but at least I sat there so maybe he at least noticed me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Still I think maybe.. he thinks I'm a weirdow ! hahahahahah but I love his laugh ; ) and he's a cutie and has cool tattoos hahahohoho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;PS. I took a lot pictures today but I look so ugly from that close so I better not to upload them anywhere.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-8565359039989905525?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/8565359039989905525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/09/woaaaah-i-saw-wonderful-showww3.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/8565359039989905525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/8565359039989905525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/09/woaaaah-i-saw-wonderful-showww3.html' title=''/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-7805562430851118641</id><published>2009-09-21T21:20:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T21:38:38.379+03:00</updated><title type='text'>headache + heartache = dead x__X</title><content type='html'>Seems like they are killing me again. I'll have to find a way not to even look at them !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't stand myself . . . .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY I always make everything so difficult?! :&lt;&lt;br /&gt;This is &lt;em&gt;soo wrong&lt;/em&gt; . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I had read a good start out of school books. Still the work is just doubleing all the time !&lt;br /&gt;And where the fuck is my reference from my old school.. ! I can't send any applications if the situation is this. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;They bastards..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I got some new ideas for my creative writing. Still, haven't started typing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I could do all of this.. easily and fast.. but there is this one person dragging me down. Haunting in my mind ! I'M TIREDDDDD!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-7805562430851118641?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/7805562430851118641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/09/headache-heartache-dead-xx.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/7805562430851118641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/7805562430851118641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/09/headache-heartache-dead-xx.html' title='headache + heartache = dead x__X'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-2622330615336771121</id><published>2009-09-21T17:39:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T21:50:25.392+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jewelery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Pearls inside the box of silver roses</title><content type='html'>I LUVVVVV my grandma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we drove an hour to my Grandma's house (my brother didn't come). We had good food there, watched old photos of my family and my mom and other relatives young ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my grandma gave me the prettiest jewelery box ever. It is silver and has roses all over. Inside there was a pearl bracelet ^^ She also gave me a Kalevala neckless and a bracelet &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love jewelery..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-2622330615336771121?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/2622330615336771121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/09/pearl-inside-box-of-silver-roses.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/2622330615336771121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/2622330615336771121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/09/pearl-inside-box-of-silver-roses.html' title='Pearls inside the box of silver roses'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-3422374656742741283</id><published>2009-09-20T10:41:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T10:44:50.937+03:00</updated><title type='text'>:&lt;</title><content type='html'>I just realized that my clothes look very ugly on me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I cannot wait the next year..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-3422374656742741283?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/3422374656742741283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/3422374656742741283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/3422374656742741283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title=':&lt;'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-7073310646336798861</id><published>2009-09-18T21:14:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T21:58:43.536+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blahblah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clothes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angry issues'/><title type='text'>(A)nger (B)oredom (C)areless</title><content type='html'>Why every time I look at the mirror I see some expressionless, bad living, fat and a lifeless girl. She looks like she has lost her life somewhere long time ago!&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning anger hit me. All the sudden I just got angry! I probably was thinkin' about him and that made me breathe some bad air and my brain got overheated. I really wanted to kick something but I couldn't. I'm glad I didn't make a sound, only inside I was screaming from the top of my lungs.&lt;br /&gt;There must be something wrong with me.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I know already that I'm fat and my face has dropped off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole day was pretending. First my mom who all the sudden was leaving the house as I was. I was boiling over a little, but then I immediately hid it.&lt;br /&gt;On my way to school I put some music to let it out with it. (Bullet for my Valentine, I was mad when I noticed I didn't have any screamo or stuff)&lt;br /&gt;I got to school and sit there as calm as I could. Nnnnah, my friend came and I had to talk. I felt bad to ignore some things she said but I just wanted to be alone.&lt;br /&gt;Then the whole hallway was getting full and we went to an art exhibition as a group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty cool there though, I put my bad mood on the side and got a dreamy sleepy mood as seeing surrealistic art. There was one interesting video tape which made me to plan my next story to write. I wrote the ideas down for later &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(right now I'm too weak for the theme on the story; it will be something about manipulation, self-harm and obsessive love, which makes me think of Twilight actually, but nooo I was thinking something &lt;strong&gt;way darker&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in a weak mood so I needed to spend some money. I only bought sales though, some clothes I was looking at yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I got &lt;em&gt;a hoodie&lt;/em&gt; (it was kinda cute and nice colors hahaha) 15 e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a vest&lt;/em&gt; (looks like leather but surely not) 7 e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a t-shirt&lt;/em&gt; (green-black striped)&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;10 e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Not bad actually. I haven't had money to buy clothes lately.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next I want two CD's. The newest ones from Dúné and Muse. But I have no money... so maybe library or 4shared.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow school.. I hope that there is at least good packed-food if the lession is gonna be boring. Well, maybe I could buy Coca cola zero tomorrow morning ^^&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-7073310646336798861?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/7073310646336798861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/09/anger-boredom-careless.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/7073310646336798861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/7073310646336798861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/09/anger-boredom-careless.html' title='(A)nger (B)oredom (C)areless'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-1101744398257979708</id><published>2009-09-16T22:44:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T00:06:54.338+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='psychology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>A day for failing..</title><content type='html'>I miss eating sushi :&lt;&lt;br /&gt;And lately my eating habits have been totally messed up. I only ate junk !! An too much comfort food : // The proof is that I tried on very cool jeans today which didn't fit me (my size from last spring..) I couldn' zip them!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fail&lt;/span&gt; :( well.. the good thing is, there is only one little piece of apple pie in the fridge and I bought my favorite chocolate today which didn't taste good at all and I noticed it was actually already went bad.. no longer fresh !! i was a little mad hahahahaha, how dare they sell quality chocolate in R-kioski for 2 euros and then it's some old crap, wtf!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today school was alright actually. Only thing was that I was exchausted &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and that I had a bad habit of taking glances on his back, &lt;em&gt;secretly&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;/span&gt; I talked to a new girl in my class who seems very nice : ) and we were watching a video about Special Education. There were funny kids on the video : DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school I spent some ''quality time'' in a library by myself (being a big nerd surfing in facebook etc : DD) waiting for my friends to get there later. I only got 30minutes there so I tried to go shopping but as I said I lost my appetite for finding a new pair of jeans so I only bought a cute notebook where to write ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I would be happy to see my friends for a long time. Actually I was but only the first two minutes.. after that, I wanted to leave. I don't know what's wrong with me.. It just didn't feel good to hang out with them, we have no more things in common and I feel that I'm an outsider who doesn't even wanna be an insider. Another thing that annoys me is that they are so irresponsible. Well, I should have more friends hahaha... &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fail&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I got home I have been trying to write the final craft of my essay to apply for Universitites.. it's done, finally, but this time it's TOO LONG!! omg.. It was hard enough to write and now I have to take something out.. just.. Im-poss-ible !! :'''z &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fail @ everything&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my Psychology books today&lt;3 One is slightly horrible 'cos there is not really pictures or colors and it's very tiny print.. Another one is very cool and seems a good book with interesting stuff, yay!&lt;br /&gt;Still.. haven't start my essay for the Special education class.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FAIL&lt;/span&gt; ! Well... hopefully tomorrow I will finally get the books from the library.. and just motivated enough to start (it will be night time when I'll have time.. -__- )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there is this thing I still didn't figure out. I just hope this one little punk would contact me and that he is not waiting for me to contact. I never call people ! And based to history of couple times.. he doesn't always give an answer to txt messages so I try to avoid that as well.Arrrgh. He's stealing my goodnight sleep.. : //&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I hope to go to the movies.. I want to see the newest Harry Potter hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ps.. I hate blogger when it says that there is soemthing wrong with the html codes.. I'm too lazy to correct it and it's eating my nerves to fix it hundred times :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-1101744398257979708?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/1101744398257979708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/09/day-for-failing.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/1101744398257979708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/1101744398257979708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/09/day-for-failing.html' title='A day for failing..'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-4945096012302603663</id><published>2009-09-16T00:03:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T00:33:25.111+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moomins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='questions'/><title type='text'>clumsy morning, suprising evening</title><content type='html'>No school today so I took a little job ^^&lt;br /&gt;There was a little girl (5 years old) caught a little cold/cough, staying home from the playschool so I went to take care of her for a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First she was very tired (just woke up) then afraid to talk to me (she only nodded/shook her head) so I felt a little frustrated from the inside but made it believable to look calm. I kept talking to her and all the sudden the ice was melted and I was her best friend : DDD And OMG she was cute, big puppy brown eyes ^___^ she somehow remimded me of myself being kid (just what I have seen from the home made movies from my childhood).&lt;br /&gt;The day with her passed very fast especially when we watched &lt;em&gt;Moomins&lt;3&lt;/em&gt; and I learned something new ! I didn't know that there's a Muumipappa's old school friend called 'Hömelö' that exist! :oo hahaahha! And we played &lt;em&gt;domino&lt;/em&gt; and I peeled her hot dogs because she didn't want to eat the peel at all (just like me oldtimes!!) Well.. unfortunally I didn't eat the hot dogs myself because I don't eat meat at all ; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I left their house, I felt tired for some reason hahaha! Kids.. they have sooooo much energy that they make me jealous! I feel old ! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and still so young at the same time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the metro station I saw a friend of mine. He walked passed me but didn't notice me. I was about to say hi but since he didn't see me and he was with some girl so I didn't say anything hhahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got home, ate (starving!!)... a lot. My mom made porridge so I just didn't have a heart to say no! Also apple pie..&lt;br /&gt;And I put a new Marilyn Manson's cd on my computer. Listened to it a bit. I think I still have to listen it more to have an opinion..&lt;br /&gt;Then I stalked one of my friend a little bit (looool, can't help it.. just can't) and noticed something interesting. I'm not sure what to think because I think it's either the best thing ever or the saddest thing ever and I'm trying to handle it now as it even it would be the bad news for me, how could it be good news for me at the same time.. -_- wtf am I saying.. well, just He is about to make my life very hard or make my life the best ever. I can only wait that he will say it more out loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a little scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow school.. then shopping/hanging out and more school : DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;how interesting is my life again?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-4945096012302603663?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/4945096012302603663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/09/clumsy-morning-suprising-evening.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/4945096012302603663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/4945096012302603663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/09/clumsy-morning-suprising-evening.html' title='clumsy morning, suprising evening'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-774619857058929678</id><published>2009-09-15T08:30:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T23:18:23.036+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strangeness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ugly'/><title type='text'>A normal Monday.. bbah.</title><content type='html'>Todayyy I applied for schools (polytechnics) and fixed my essay a little and finally sent it forward. Yayy, although I really would prefer to enter a University. But it's good to apply.. I can decide about it later, hahaha. Maybe I'll finally end up where I should..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hair is getting currrrrly and long again&lt;3 I want to keep it long now. I need a new dye!! HOOOOY, the lady who I usually go had an accident so my hair has gotten very nasty and the color greww out :&lt; hopefully next week I will get it done. I love going to a hairdresser&lt;3 Ohhh and wtf, I still have some photoshoot to go to :/ No problem.. I like big cameras (as long as they let me see and delete the pictures they took) just that my skin is not the prettiest right now ! :&lt; I don't know who put those red little freckles on my cheeks.. and they don't go away.. I have to fight arrrghh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something interesting happened in the last couple days. I crashed into a girl who I only know by name. She is a friend of my brothers and I almost said hi but I just kept walking because my stupid legs just decided to go forward.. Well, I went to the dear irc-galleria and found her photos. I looked at her and saw something I see when I look at my own reflection. Next I read her diary, then I read her blog. I have noooo word for the feeling I felt and what was making me keep reading and looking. This girl, I feel like I know her already. But the sad thing I don't :&lt; What would she think if I'd just drop a line to her? Maybe we have a lot in common.. or am I just imagining?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;imagining?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drank soooo much diet coke today, whoops..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-774619857058929678?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/774619857058929678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/09/normal-monday-bbah.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/774619857058929678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/774619857058929678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/09/normal-monday-bbah.html' title='A normal Monday.. bbah.'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-3203030351252215541</id><published>2009-09-15T07:19:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T23:01:26.183+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='going crazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='psychology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='silence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boring'/><title type='text'>here we go..</title><content type='html'>Okiess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This weekend was nothing special. I only happened to drive myself insane, incredibly sad, mentally ill and excited and at the end, quite happy and positive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Especially one thing lifted me in waaaaaay up &lt;em&gt;but carefully, not there yet..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then my parents came home and oaaaaah that hit me right on the face. Slammm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Like living in a cave a year and all the sudden there is a big bunch of people coming in running and making noise like thousands of birds!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I really have had it.. I see them too often to act friendly anymore. I should move out that I can be myself at home.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and be as much a bitch I ever want, eat what I want as much as I want.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On the top of it, they brought apples and deliciously tasty apple pie that I couldn't help but eating two pieces.. Hahahha, I really had to kick myself for not eating more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gladly, my psychology group had a meeting so I was hurrying out of the house. I felt like walking in a bubble the way to the class..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-3203030351252215541?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/3203030351252215541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/09/ok.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/3203030351252215541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/3203030351252215541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/09/ok.html' title='here we go..'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4386228342018567948.post-4615417329880728321</id><published>2009-09-14T08:16:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T21:26:44.726+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello world</title><content type='html'>Here I am with this new diary/blog.&lt;br /&gt;I decided to move here from Livejournal since this is just more cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love writing, eventhough I'm not a writer. I'm just a reporter of my own life.&lt;br /&gt;I mostly write about my life, dreams, people I know, silly things, even poems and stories might be published here if I have the courage to share it : DD&lt;br /&gt;Well, my goal is to keep it interesting and I hope there's gonna be some active readers too ^^&lt;br /&gt;I will be as active as I see you are active to read! &lt;em&gt;hahahh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, please &lt;em&gt;read&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;comment.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4386228342018567948-4615417329880728321?l=teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/feeds/4615417329880728321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/08/hello-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/4615417329880728321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4386228342018567948/posts/default/4615417329880728321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teardrop-romeo.blogspot.com/2009/08/hello-world.html' title='Hello world'/><author><name>Riinatin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16896442010741678231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_84mKkbMmqAo/S5EiFyMP83I/AAAAAAAAAGg/TnQNJlkHd6Q/S220/blogavatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
