What should I post on dA?

Before I write anything else, can I just say that America legalised gay marriage and it's wonderful! The world is becoming a better place! So proud of America for celebrating love <3 

In other news, I've had economics and law tutoring and it's so interesting!!! I'm so glad I picked it as a subject for next year.

Also, I feel like my deviantART account has become useless :/

Ball of hate

Hello, friend! This is me!

All I do is hate people. Not people in general, but individuals. Why? That's just how I function.

I realised I started to analyse my life like cartoons in history class. It could be argued that, on a superficial level, so-and-so is responsible for the way my life is right now, however, when analysed in depth, it can be seen that, I, in fact, am responsible for my own problems. Speaking of history, I wrote the worst paper 2 ever this morning.

Money pisses me off so much! I wish it didn't exist! 

I really want to go to London this summer. I don't know where I can live though because I'm still technically a child. 

Still looking for a host-family in Berlin. 

I have a thing for big cities.

Is it normal not to have something you're passionate about? I mean I feel like I don't want to dedicate my life to one thing only or study only one thing in great depth. Is that normal? Because everyone is telling me that it's not and that you have to have at least one thing you're professional in, but there's nothing I have a desire to be professional in. I'm not an artist. Nor am I a scientist. I don't know ughhhh.... Why do people have the need to pressurise me into deciding what I want to do in the future? 

Something that you miss?

I miss summer 2011! That was when I was having the time of my life! That was also the year when my cousin and I became very close and made unforgettable memories. There was nothing special about that summer. I simply went to Moscow and Montenegro, as I usually do, but, in fact, 2011 was the first time I have ever visited Montenegro in three years. Childhood memories came rushing back as soon as our plane landed in the Tivat airport. I could suddenly remember Montenegrin words and phrases I thought I have forgotten over the three years of my absence. 

After having spent a whole month in Montenegro, I went back to Moscow where I have previously spent the two first weeks of my summer holiday. Vasjok and I painted the cellar; our drawings still remain there today. One of the happiest moment of my life was when Dasha (Vasjok's other cousin), Vasjok and I were listening to "The Children's Radio" and dancing in the small swimming pool we constructed. The only song lyrics I remember are "The splashing bay is where it's always summer. It's where sweets grow on trees." I have searched for this song for almost three years now (that was such a long time ago!!!), but I haven't found anything that resembles it. Whenever Vasjok, Dasha and I meet up we always sing the song and it warms up our hearts. 

-Summer in Moskva-

First day = not that bad...?

(No! No! No! Summer is over! Nooooooooo!)

^ now imagine this filling up about 100 lines of this post. Yeah. This is how I feel.

So today was my first day at school, in highschool, in a new school. I was so nervous... No. The word nervous doesn't even describe how I felt last night. I was scared. I didn't sleep the whole night though because different thoughts would come to my mind. 

The first day ended up being not that bad at all. 

First of all many of my friends ended up in the same school as me. Leon, my friend from school and Simply Theatre, was the first person I saw when I arrived. Later on I also met Vikram (who I also know from Simply) and Jasmine (who I did choir with). 

The first thing we had to do is go to our homeroom advisers. I'm really glad that I ended up in Miss Walker's homeroom since she's an extraordinarily charming and simply adorable lady. In my class we have 17 students who seem really nice and friendly. It's a bit unusual that in the whole of Year 10 (yes, I'm now in Year 10 and not Grade 9) we only have two classes (in my old school we had 6 different homerooms). 

Today I also met a couple of my teachers. Overall they are nice people (but some of them are just creepy =P). At recess I met a lot of people. I even got to have a conversation about religion with this guy called Mooney who seems like a big nerd (zoum). 

After school I rewarded myself with a chocolate because during the whole school day I wasn't scared at all.  

It snowed..... =(

The title of this post says it all. It snowed... Unfortunately... Now summer is even further away than it already was.
I wake up, excited to go to school. Yasmin, my dear Yasmin, is coming back today. The closer my bus gets to the school, the faster my heart is beating.
I look out of the window. Everything is gray. I think if I've gone colourblind, but no. It's all gray. The grass that used to be bright green is gray and even the sky that was bright blue before is also gray. I listen to Yiruma, but I no longer pay attention to the music. The only thing that I want to hear is the rushing wind. The grayness around me makes me think colourless thoughts. I no longer want to think about happiness, nor the beauty beyond this world. I feel like I'm in the parallel reality of Silent Hill since everything is covered is fog.
The door of the bus opens and as I come out I see Yasmin running towards me. How much have I missed her. We hug, not realising that we're finally together after such a long time. We scream. People look at us. We scream more.
Not remembering to put my jacket on I run outside. A few days ago it was still warm and during the whole day my jacket would hang on the hook and I would even forget to bring it home. Today everything has changed. We have gone from fall to winter. Real winter. There's snow. Wet snowy sleet. It's slippery and wet. It snows, turns everything white and rains after. The dry dirt turns into mud. The white snowflakes turn into wet pieces of mud. I get to my bus. Tired of it all. Wanting summer to always be with me.

Nyan Nyan Nyan Nyan Nihao Nyan! ^_^

It has been a while since my last post. It seems like I don't have inspiration or something. Sometimes at school I just feel like writing, but I don't have the possibility to. When I come home I'm so lazy and tired and ugh... I just feel like doing other things (like watching MyMusic on youtube).
Doesn't it feel like school just started? To me it does. I think my mind is still somewhere in the Summer or the end of 7th grade. And I still can't get over the fact that I'm an 8th grader. I think it's because, as I told you already, everything reminds me of 6th grade. Our homerooms are in the Mont-Blanc building, I have art in the Picasso, I have the same teachers as in 6th grade. Kind of weird! In 6th grade we were the youngest in Middle school and now we are the oldest and nothing has changed. I guess I'm still the same person.
I don't think my friends changed either. Franny - still crazy about fashion and just crazy in life and Yasmin is still perverted. I have many new friends though. We have this some sort if gang. Most of the time I'm with Franny and Yasmin, but also Hibba, Carolina, Paulina and, sometimes, Emma. Sometimes, like today, I'm just with Yasmin at the library or somewhere. Today I was expecting us to go to the library, read quietly, look at books or something, but we ended up laughing at books on Soviet Russia that we suddenly came upon. There's nothing really funny about the stuff we laugh about. It's just the way we do it. Zoom!!! (our word for LOL)
So school is fun so far. (Can't believe I actually said that!!!) My lowest grade for now is a B and I got a 100% for maths and history (with Mme Roussel!!!!).
I'm thinking of doing my own yearbook for the end of the year. Since it's my last year in Middle School (still can't get over that fact! =)) I want to remember every single thing about that. I know it's kind of early to think about it now, but whatever.
I'm also thinking of being a counsellor at the Summer Campus if it is possible. Yasmin wants to too.
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SUMMER!!!!!!

Tomorrow is going to be another school day. Another boring school day just like two months ago when I left for vacation. I didn't know what was waiting for me, but now I do and I wish I had more time. This is how it started:

My relatives were waiting for me at the airport. Excited, we drove to the datcha where the others were waiting for us. Dasha, Vasyok's 12-year-old cousin and her friend Sonya were also there. This is the video I made when I came there:

Sadly Sonya left the next day, but we still had fun all together. The three of us watched Brave at the cinema. It was really scary and my cousin and I screamed all the way through. We also visited the zoo...

Cute owl!!!

...And Kolomenskoye.

But soon it was time to go to Montenegro. Since the next day after the day of our arrival was my dad's birthday, he took me straight to Kolasin where we celebrated it.

Celebration time!

After that my dad and I went to Krucha where I got sick. I had a terrible cold.

Montenegro is beautiful!

But after two weeks I had to go back to Moscow. In Moscow I spent three nights at my dacha.

We played with LEGO!!!

And then...

 I made cookies!!! (shaped as cats and stuff)

 Chalk drawings at the cellar!!!

 The Lenin room (ok! There was a room with a huge picture of Lenin and other stuff to do with him. Random...)

 We went to a park

 That's the place where Matt was dancing when he went to Moscow.

My aunt's cat, Lemur (it's a girl), is so cute!!!

I found her sleeping like this the night before I left

And I had to leave. *sniff sniff* Bye-bye, Summer...