my mom is quite funny. she watched incredible tales, and then didnt dare to go and throw the rubbish away herself. so she came into my room and got me to stand at the door while she went to throw the rubbish.

i am still very very sore about them going for a fucking holiday without me. and its not the fucking first time. everyone at home loves doing this to me. they love leaving.

go, go further away. leave. leave for a longer period.

i wanna go for a holiday in september. i think i need some time alone. we two can play the leaving game.

the only thing im looking forward to.... you better be there tomorrow when i color my hair!!! woot woot woot.