| Current mood: |  hopeful |
| Current music: | Sylvia´s Christmas song (Sylvian joululaulu) |
Birthday comes, Christmas comes, and O my god, there comes the Squirrel.....
Working days are here again. I am not complaining, but I am a bit tired. And emprassed someway. I decided to be reasonable and leave myself out olders dances or what ever it is (Sorry Gabby!). I have also a new blurty friend, Velgar, but at school I call him Squirrel. So irriteting as boy with wicked mind can be, but sometimes he is very amusing. I happened to say another day that he and Phantom are made for each other. Dream prevented her aims to kill me, and Gabby and I laughed our heads of.
Homefront: nothing new.
There is about two weeks for my birthday. I guese I should be hilarious, but I am not. I feel it as a common birthday.
An american colonel came to keep a discussion in our school. He might believe what he said, or tried just brainwash us. I am not so sure, but he kept telling "that´s a very good question" and sticked up for Securaty politics. Still, he said something reasonable, though. I kept my mouth shut all the time eventhought I would have wanted to ask something. Mayby it was the best decision.
Ehh, I have got a greate idea for my friends´ Christmas psesents. We shall see does it succeed.
I haunt my teachers to get exams back. Heh heh, just a joke. Nothing more now.
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