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The return of (no, not the King like in Lord of the rings) Juljul...

I'm sorry, but I'm just so lazy, soooo lazy! I haven't even written about my time in Ireland! Maybe some day(some day) I'll do it, not now, too lazy... And tired. And fucking busy. Yeah, summer, you know. Getting packed, leaving for Egypt (to get fryed) on wednesday, back next sunday, then (oh dear God!) september 1 and my wedding (I mean, not my but it's such a pain in the ass, sorry) and gee...School, is it? But forget it. I have to have the rest of this summer to myself (yeah juljul, to yourself except for Dostoyevsky, Gogol and Irish dance)(who would want Irish dance for a wedding anyway? Russian wedding? Well, except for me, but it's not my wedding we're talking about, right? Not yet anyway.) Wish me luck with "having summer all for myself". Anyway, today watched Stardust. Again. Yesterday I watched it with my mom. It's just a sort of a silly-romantic-fairy tail movie which just makes me feel better you know. Even happy. I wish we could see dreams like that sometimes, life could be more exciting (says a 16-year-old girl, believe her!!!). Er, well, turning to lazyness...I'm going to sleep. No, watch Sleepless in Seattle. For a 100th time. I promise quite solemnly next post will be dedicated to my trip to A Place-that-shoul-not-be-named (sorry, read 7th Potter not long ago. It was ok, better then the previous...er...lets see...3. 1-3 was ok, 4-6 terrible bullshit, 7 ok. Maybe too much action, but at least I didn't make myself read it, I just read)!
Ah, Scottish (Welsh...?) nature...Ah...

Clare Danes. I liked her, though she's not exceptionally beautiful or anything...but her appearance is very...er...distinctive?

Charlie Cox. Not particularly my type, but that will do. Who believes in types anyway?

And my personal opinion is he looked better as a shop boy than a super-hero De Niro made of him. Just personal.

Night-night...
P.S. What the hell this blogspot doesn't like in my template?!

Just today

Tomorrow I'll be going to my native town...I really want to see my granddad and grandma, but I know she's still gonna drive me crazy(no offence, grandma;). Thank God I'm gonna stay only a week and a half and then Juljul's off for her other native land. Small and green. With small green redheaded men. Ok, I'm daydreaming. What do you expect me to do after Irish dancing?
I'm glad I've spent a great day today and yesterday with my best freinds before I leave. Thanks guys;). See you in two weeks. And then I'm off again.

Irish dance fitness plan

Thanks to my friend I've got this divine DVD now! Happy-happy!;)

Summer resolutions

Just popped in to say I'm sick of preparing for my English exam, siply sick! S-I-C-K! See, I can spell the word 'sick', I know everything, why do I have to bother with deforestation?! What the fuck?! I'm sick. Oops, I've said this too many times. It's just that I'm sick sick sick sick sick! I feel better.
Actually, my post isn't about morning sickness of a pregnant woman. Evening sickness, but anyway. I just thought that in 2 days summer will officially begin and I want to make special summer resolutions. Top 11 things I'll do this summer:
1.Visit my grandparents
2.Dance a lot
3.Fall in love
4.Fall in love with Ireland (again)
5.Spend a lot of time outdoors
6.Loose 3 kilos
7.Spend money in a sensible way
8.Read a lot
9.Draw at least 5 A2 picrutes and sketches
10.Take up horse riding (again)
11.Enjoy myself and others no matter what
Mind my words, I'll do it!

Finally

Finally something good. or at least not bad.

wild mountain thyme

I'm not capable of doing Mme Kartash, not now. Going to read my Summer Mood WWI love-story novel.

O the summer times are coming
And the trees are sweetly bloomin'
And the wild mountain thyme
Grows around the bloomin' heather
Will ye go lassie go?

Say hello to the prospector! -It's a box.

Juljul's back from her honeymoon. I wish I were, but actually I'm just happen to be back from Egypt. I hate long plane flights. Hate them. I was so tired yesterday, plus i arrived home like at 4 a.m. so you do understand...I don't know what to start with!I have to do soooo many things. I don't know. I want to lye down and(no, not die of course)but never get up. Gr. But I'll cope. Will try to. I'll do my best. As I always do. Or try to anyway. I think this 11 day holiday changed me. Changed my attitude,my ways. I...I feel different. I'm...daring. A long story. Won't highlite it here, don't want to anyway. I want it only for myself. Sorry:). All I can say here's an old old song
Don't think twice or count to ten
Don't take advise, don't ask me when
Just come my way, simply kiss me and say...
(blah-blah-blah)
...With you head up in the sky
Every day you're walking by
Why don't you never start looking at me?
Stop that game, don't waste your time
For all your dreams are matchin' mine
No use to play hide and seek for a week...

Say farewell to juljul!

Ok, so tomorrow I'm going to sunny Egypt. I'm really going to miss my friends, but I know they'll cope. And I have to admit that after all that's me who's going on holiday,so...In any case I've got good news! Very good news! I tryed on my summer shorts and....ta-da!!! They didn't only zip-up easily but even comfortable!!! I'm not as fat as I thought I was. Finally I had a chance to realise it...ooh, I'm so glad. Looking forward to loose a couple of kilos while snorkeling and climbing up the Mothes's mountain. Looking forward to it all really-really. See you next week!