Okay, so I'm sitting here doing my TONS of homework, and the doorbell starts riging because the battery's almost empty. Or not ringing, it's more like this melody, and it's just butt annoying. So I walk out and take it down because I think okay, it'll stop now. It didn't. That's when I called my dad, asking him how the hell I get that fxcking doorbell to shut up. He 'didn't wanna hear thet kind of language', and then he hung up on me! Meanwhile, the doorbell'd stopped, so i walked back to my room and sat down. And in that exact same second, it starts again. It really pissed me off, so I walked out, took it and tossed it across the livingroom, which caused it to break open. I picked it up with a victorious grin, put it on the shelf in the hallway, and go back to homework. And then it starts AGAIN!!?! I like, shouted at it and pulled all the batteries out. Now it's silent. Ha.ha.ha.
If it starts again I swear I'll jump on it and put it in a bowl of water and burn it and fxcking smoke it! Okay, maybe not smoke it, but my parents will never, ever see their doorbell ever again. Seriously.
mandag den 27. oktober 2008
lørdag den 25. oktober 2008
Hi.
Okay, so I thought I'd start a blog.
And I'll admit from the start, I know nothing about this kind of things.
This will be about my life, and about my thoughts, as I have too many of them to keep 'em all in my head.
Guess I might as well start by introducing myself.
I'm Emma, I'm 15 years old and from Denmark, which will be my exuce for all wrong spelling, gramma ect.
i am currently sitting in my room listening to McFly music, being bored, which is why I'm writing this, and eating vanilla ice cream with cocoa powder :D
everything else realavant, I'm sure you'll get to know about later.
So. I have a horse, called Beo, and I love him a lot.
He threw me off on a field today and ran home. I hurt my bag, which is why I probably shouldn't be sitting here. Not like this, anyway.
He's not usually like that thou. He's really kind and loving, I can't be mad at him for more than a minute, it's just not possible. We have a very strong bond, my mom says that love is shining from our eyes when we're together. I don't know if I'd say that, but I truly believe he's my true soul mate. It sounds weird for non-horse people, but that's just how it is.
Uhm.. so..
I like to write.
Poems, stories, fanfictions (McFly and The Dreams)..
might put some in here sometime..
Well, I think that might be it for now??
xD
And I'll admit from the start, I know nothing about this kind of things.
This will be about my life, and about my thoughts, as I have too many of them to keep 'em all in my head.
Guess I might as well start by introducing myself.
I'm Emma, I'm 15 years old and from Denmark, which will be my exuce for all wrong spelling, gramma ect.
i am currently sitting in my room listening to McFly music, being bored, which is why I'm writing this, and eating vanilla ice cream with cocoa powder :D
everything else realavant, I'm sure you'll get to know about later.
So. I have a horse, called Beo, and I love him a lot.
He threw me off on a field today and ran home. I hurt my bag, which is why I probably shouldn't be sitting here. Not like this, anyway.
He's not usually like that thou. He's really kind and loving, I can't be mad at him for more than a minute, it's just not possible. We have a very strong bond, my mom says that love is shining from our eyes when we're together. I don't know if I'd say that, but I truly believe he's my true soul mate. It sounds weird for non-horse people, but that's just how it is.
Uhm.. so..
I like to write.
Poems, stories, fanfictions (McFly and The Dreams)..
might put some in here sometime..
Well, I think that might be it for now??
xD
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