God, I hate eating around other people.

I'm losing weight without even trying that hard, that's seriously awesome.

I wanna change.

Once again, I'd love if people answered my fucking texts.

So, I'm a makeup artist, I study professional makeup on uni. Sometimes we are invite to work (for free) on shitty stuff, on rare occasions, they are nice things to do. Today, my teacher sent us a e-mail saying that she need someone to do the makeup on the receptionists and guests on the U2 Muse gig here. I was pretty fucking excited over it, even if I'm pissed of at Muse right now, they still mean a lot to me, and I didn't get the tickets to this gig, so I was hoping I would go. I'm the only person there who loves Muse, and my friends know it, they wouldn't try to steal this opportunity from me. But then, this fucking bitch, comes up and says she wants to go, so my teacher decide that she's going to draw one of the pieces of paper with ours names, AND THE BITCH WAS CHOSEN. Se doesn't even know who is U2, I don't know why she wants to go. I asked her, politely, twice, if she could let me go instead. She said no. I really hope someday someone does the same kind of thing to her.
BTW, MY MOM SAID IT WAS FAIR BECAUSE SHE HAD THE SAME RIGHTS TO GO AS ME. NO, SHE DIDN'T, FUCK YOU MOM, YOU KNOW SHIT ABOUT BANDS AND FANGIRLING. YOU SHOULD SUPPORT ME, YOU'RE MY MOTHER.

I just hope 2011 is not as boring as 2010, that's all I ask.

Most people don't seem to have the same passion for things the way I do. Really, I'm not bragging or anything, it's just that I love some things so much, that other people don't even understant. I love music and art with all my heart, and people that that for granted, they think it's a adolescent thing (even if I'm not really an adolescent anymore, I'll turn 20 next year and yes, I'm panicking about that). I don't care if those things won't make me rich, if I'll live in a tiny place, if I'll be always broke, music make my heart beat faster and my existence have meaning.
Jesus, why do I sound so tacky when I try to be optmistic?
I went to the Anima Mundi (animation festival) today again, it's so cool, I want to go again next year.

I've spent so long being negative and depressed that I'm still not very used to thinking about a future. It's weird, but I'm glad that I can have expectations and plans, I just need to get used to them. I don't care if my dreams are unrealistic, I need them, they make me keep going, you know? "Build a fortress and shield your beliefs" indeed.

When you are insane, you are busy being insane - all the time... When I was crazy, that's all I was.

-Sylvia Plath

And that's the fucking problem of being insane, takes too much time and doesn't leave room for anything else.

I would love if my mum didn't enter in my bedroom while I'm being a moron dancing in my chair while listening to the audio of the Muse gig that I went in july. Srsly ;-;, let me be an idiot while I'm alone plz.
And I'm dying to watch Twilight in the cinemas and shout to Supermassive Blackhole and possibly be kicked out :D