I SWEAR IT'S THE LAST ONE.

I FEEL LIKE SUCH A MOTHER FUCKING BASTARD FOR WRITING ANOTHER POST NOW XDDDDD PLEASE FORGIVE ME. BUT I HAVE A LOT TO TELL AND JUST UGNĖ BARELY KNOW A THING ABOUT ME NOWADAYS O_____________O

SO I FOUND THIS EPIC FANFICTION, I READ CHAPTER 1 AND OMG, IT'S EPIC *-*
I CAN COPY THE LINK IF YOU GALS WANT. BUT DON'T READ IF YOU DON'T WANT TO ;)
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/7587719/1/Growing_Pains

RECENTLY I HAVE A LACK OF NEW MUSIC :(
I FOUND ANOTHER SOUNDTRACK OF A SOAP OPERA AND THAT'S THE ONLY SONG I LISTEN TO NOW... :DDDD I'M TRYING TO LEARN SINGING IT AND LEARN THE LYRICS :D

AND THIS ONE DAY... I WAS DRIVEN TO SCHOOL BY MY DAD AND WE WERE LISTENING TO M1.... THERE'S THIS PROGRAMME CALLED "DUŠO DAINA" :D LIKE WHEN A PEEP CALLS AND SINGS AND GETS A GIFT FOR THAT XD KAIP TIK TĄ DIENĄ JIE PRAŠĖ ISPANIŠKOS DAINOS... AŠ TAIP NORĖJAU PASKAMBINT, BET NEIŠGIRDAU NUMERIO O___________O O PASKAMBINO KAŽKOKIA NUOPUŠA, KURI NET NEMOKA TART NIEKO :o JI PRIDARĖ KLAIDŲ IR DAR GAVO MARŠKINĖLIUS O_____O

AND I LOVE LOVE LOVE THE CROW THAT YOU DREW ME FOR MY BIRTHDAY PRESENT, LIKI. I HAVE IT ON MY TABLE, I SEE IT EVERYTIME I SIT THERE WHICH IS LIKE BIGGEST PART OF MY DAYS... XDDD

AND I ADORE THAT CUP EVEN MORE :3 ALTHOUGH SOMETIMES IT'S DANGEROUS TO ME XD ECSTASY AND ALL THAT.... XDDD

DO TELL ME IF I'M ANNOYING WITH CAPS HERE :'DDD

-TRALALALA

-BERRY SALVATORE

-BERRY LETO

-BERRY RUDNICKĖ O_______O SHITTY O_____O EIMANTĖ RUDNICKĖ :D DEIMANTĖ XDDDDDDDDD FUCK ME. I'M SUCH A DUMB PERSON.

KKKK. BERRY OUT. ;)

what if i wanted to break? :3

Hello ladies.

Berry's back to black.

Now she just can't shut up and stop writing.

The thing I want to talk about is The fucking Vampire Diaries. Kiri doesn't seem to watch the latest episodes and I don't catch Ugnė anywhere... So I have to spill all my thoughts about it here I guess. 3x11 and 3x12 were the latest ones... I don't know if Ugnė saw both of them... But still. My big hatred for Stefan has increased 10154696463 times bigger. He is the worst brother someone can ever have. I was so furious when he hit Damon. And with that Elena.. When he said something like "You're better than both of us.".. I swear Stefan never misses a chance to put mud on Damon when he's around Elena. Damon has never ever done that. He didn't even hit his douche brother back! It's only Stefan's fault. He lost Elena. He left her for Klaus, for revenge to him. Now suddenly when he finds out ELENA KISSED DAMON (that GLORIOUS MOMENT WHEN SHE SAID I KISSED DAMON! NOT HE KISSED ME OR CRAP LIKE THAT. AND SHE SAID NOT THAT I FEEL GUILTY ABOUT IT.. MWAHAHAHA. IN YOUR FACE, LENINAS! YOU FEEL NO GUILT OR SHAME ABOUT THAT. I KNOW YOU WANTED MORE MORE MORE. I DON'T BLAME YOU. WHO WOULDN'T WANT MORE? XDD) So yeah. When he finds that out, suddenly Stefie remembers he "loves" her and blah blah blah. He is a selfish bastard. He can't accept the fact that his brother might have something more than he does. And some SE fans in twitter kept tweeting that Stefan should have kicked Damon's ass o_____________________o I was furious. You know what's most annoying? STEFAN, STELENA AND PATHETIC STELENA SHIPPERS. SOMEONE SHOULD OPEN THEIR EYES. Stelena is so cheesy. It's that cheesy love story when a girl falls in love with a "hot" new school guy and they are going to live happily ever after. While Delena is a total different thing. They had everything. Hate, frienship and now LOVE :3 I'm gonna live in my DE bubble happily no matter what happens.
Other things in TVD.. Mmm.. Damon is hot as always, makes me drool and melt and all that. Not gonna write my love letter for him here, you'd both get bored. Speaking of Damon... Remember that Meredith Fell, the doctor? The new character? So yeah. She's in my black list too. She vervained Damon o____o When she did that I was like.. "You did not just do that!". Later she appeared to be good or so.. But I still don't trust her.. Never in TVD a new character is a good one.. xDDD
ONE OF DA BEST THINGS WAS ELIJAAAAH!!!! THE BOSS IS BACK! HE'S GONNA WHIP HIS HAIR LIKE A BOSS AGAIN XDDDD OH GODDAMN. HIS RETURN WAS SO EPIC XD ELIJAH IS SO MUCH BETTER THAN KITTY SMILED KLAUS XDDDD THAT'S THE REAL ORIGINAL! BY THE WAY, IN THE PROMO ELIJAH'S GOT A NEW HAIRSTYLE AND HE LOOKS SMEXIER THAN NEVER BEFORE O_______O ONLY DAMON COULD HAVE COME UP WITH SUCH A DIABOLICAL GENIUS PLAN!!!!! I LOVE HIM 498956356565946......54469999 TIMES MORE FOR DOING THAT :DDDDD

LALALALALA.

"WE KISSED. NOW IT'S WEIRD. HAVE A GREAT TRIP." :3

-ANYONE DOESN'T UNDERSTAND WHO WROTE THAT? YOU'RE DUMBASS THEN XD

Pretty much a diary entry.

Gurlies, Berry's been a very bad bad girl, a very bad bad girl and she knows it. Sorry that I've been so unactive and posted nothing, but now I finally managed to come here.. With troubles though. Password kept pooping for me. This is not going to be any of my fanfiction, sorry gals. I suck and you know that. Please forgive me.

This week was very full of coincidences, like Kiri said before. I've seen (i wanted to write met, but then i figured out i never met him.. o_o) Curls for like 5 or even 6 times! No times today though.. *cries hard; wipes the tears away and carries on* The first time was on Tuesday. I remember it very well, as if it was yesterday. It was French and since our teacher is gone with the wind/sin (xDDD), we had a free lesson. We played Uno with classmates, but then the freakish Russian teacher came to check on us and made a scandal of that. Her accent really pissed me off. She cannot speak lithuanian properly at all! You gals know how much such things piss me off.. So yeah. She went away, me and Kiri were thinking of going to the canteen, but in the end I decided to go to the library. I wanted to go to the pc's there, to youtube, to write something for Ellen (my friend from Belgium. Lately we became very close! We even think of meeting in summer.. But we have a problem. A little problem. How are we going to explain our parents: that there's gonna be another girl living with us and how she explains that she goes to Lithuania? Hihihi. And we even have each other's phone numbers now! Okay, that was a little out of the story, but so just Liki knows about it..) mm.. where did i end.. Oh yeah.  So we went out of our classroom, the library is just one step away and we saw Curls sitting here and doing something on the PC. There was a free seat and I took it and i was sitting near him. Can you believe that??! I swear the Darius guy looked at my pc, he looked what i was doing! And i was going to my youtube channel, with Damon in it. I hope he liked Damon, because if Dariukas and I are gonna marry.. He'll have to share my love with Smolder... and Jared. And Hugh Laurie... And Johnny Depp.. And there's a whole list.. xD So yeah. Coming back to that library scene...  I closed youtube and TRIED to go to facebook. Kiri wasn't letting me do that. She started laughing loudly in the whole library, and since Dariukas was doing something VERY important, it pissed him off and he GLANCED AT ME MEANLY!!! I SWEAR! MY HEART BROKE TO PIECES THEN! AND I WASN'T EVEN THE ONE WHO WAS LAUGHING!!!! WHAT WAS I SUPPOSED TO DO?! NOW I FEEL THE NEED TO BEAT HIM XD So after the glance, I left the library. With Kiri of course. The rest of the day sucked. So later, when the lessons were over, me and Liucija got our coats on, and waited for Kiri to take her coat from the cloakroom, because she is Miss Forgetful.. :'D While waiting... I saw Dariukas o.o Who was mean again. Later he disappeared. When we were still waiting, he appeared and just went out of school. I felt such a need to go after him, but there was Kiri stuck in the cloakroom.. *sighs* So yeah. Such a full of events Tuesday. Now Wednesday... The toilet scene, Kiri wrote this already ;) Goddamn, his voice is like a chipmunk, I swear :D:D:D And I figured out he looks mean most of the time. But that's explainable. School's a torture.. *shrugs* Only I can pretend I'm having fun there.. With singing.. But recently I don't sing that much.. o_o Kiri puts her ipod in, Liucija smerkti the music I listen to.. *sighs and runs to cry in a corner; comes back then* Today... Which is Thursday... I haven't seen the curls.. But I kept having some gay fantasies of him and some other pieštukas dude from my class :D Who is Denisas o.o Oh look! D&D XDD

So I'll end with that... ;)

-Berry.

And I really felt the need to put a picture of something.. :') I miss the old good Pliaterytė times :'(

Sherli

Well, I haven't got much to say this time, didn't create anything in a written form. I have some ideas about blank and the character girl, but I never actually write anything, because I can't finish planning the end. And posting a bullet-list of  ideas is weird...

Here come Kiri's ginger witch's morning blues! The supposed-to-be-transparent clothes are her pyjamas.

P.S. Can't wait to hear from you two! Any gossips? How's Rududu?

L.

Something from the nonsense book

I was wandering I was wandering
Completely lost in the night surroundings

Stumping and slipping along the way
Ended up going astray

I was wandering I was wandering
When I saw it struck by lightning

Shouldn't it have been surprising
A stranger on a desert island?

I was wondering I was wondering
Could I stay there till the morning?

Without noticing without noticing
Filled my head with sounding rambling

The door let out a jar when closing
Still, it could have been a drumfire while you're slumbering

***
Don't ask me what is this... I don't usually even try to write anything that rhymes (and obviously I shouldn't), but these lines just popped in to head while I was ill and had a temperature. So that probably explains why it doesn't make any sense.

Sorry Ki, used your word xD

L.

Floating unrelated thoughts, as always

This morning I thought I would start waiting for summer just now. It's the right moment because Christmas holiday has just come to an end, and as Berry says, it's quite depressing because we wont have any longer vacation until summer. Then, around midday it started snowing and covered everything with thin white. And in the  evening I saw this thick fog surrounding the street outside and it felt really cosy, because fog is something soft that makes a place less spacey and the lights dimmer. And I really love buses going through the night, with only a few passengers, shining their way with orange lights in the fog.

L.

So this is basically nothing

One cold night of firs swirling from wind gusts, endless gust that grew rawrer and bigger throughout hours, and louder of whistles and murmurs that, all in all, meant nothing, but to human ear that picks up, they could reassemble words and tell secrets of their own. It's all in your head. A mind of a human paints us the grey scardy face we see on the big white circle called moon, a mind of a human tries to categories every seen view, that's why in dark we see so much of shapes and shadows that look like humans, crosses, and coffins... It doesn't look like that, but our head adds a little of halucination up. Maybe it's for our own protection, so we could recognise things better just from details and save ourselves when in danger, but really, most often we create ourselves the fear, which is simply not there.
It was one same night, that 2 completely different girls lived in 2 completely different ways.
Lily was on her way home, cutting short narrow streets and skipping her way through the gloomy streetlights, that added a bit of gold to the background of blue in the finished picture. She wasn't very joyful, or blissful or anything like that, she was actually quite depressed in the heart, this little black rock that was pressing her little heart down. A tune was playing in her ipod, a tune of quite a soft & easy beat, but the lyrics made their own impression of an uneasy feel of needing someone by your side who would care, and spoke about a left out heart. But that soft cry only reflected her own emotions, wasn't something of a down-put. Actually, songs you feel empathic to make you feel a little comforted. That's what she thought too. So on the narrowest tiny streep of a sand-path she took making a shortcut, near the garage-rooftop, that held a tall pine forest further from it (it wasn't actually a big city or anything like that. More like a rather quiet neighbourhood with lots of tree plots and pretty corners of nature upheld.) she saw a face on the side of one pine tree. Pine heads against the mastic yellow sky were highlighted in their crinkled edges, and one edge surprisingly looked like a woman's face. "Yeah, funny nature is. Or how funny your head makes it." Her thoughts while walking on the garage roof, that had the colour of petroleum. Her little heart was pressed down over the problem of people's conversation. They couldn't speak straight and heart-laid-out anymore. The farther it goes conversations are getting short and empty among people. When distance builds up with friends they have less to say too, yeah... But even with best friends around she could not always express emotions best. She would love to stay with them longer, and try to speak the heart out... But sometimes her head would just not work and she would forget what she wanted to say... Almost like whenever she forgets to speak loudly of some detail she'd freak inside and leave uneasy. Does seem kinda weird. She was standing on the little stairsteps, with a few short pines around, at the path's twist to right. She was looking at the profile she saw engraved on a tree. Engraved - it was a quiet and calm night. No wind, not a flutter in the spikes and branches. The sky looked bluer to the right when she finally moved on. The few houses on the right side of the street went up on a slight hill, and there was this little abandoned, shabby and ragged house. Maybe someone lived there, there was this mess in the small space of a front yard. But shabby houses always got her attention. They were scary, and mistic, and romantic for some of the part. The yellowy sky further on met up with blue, as more and more of it showed. On top of her own house, which was far up ahead, with big open eyes, or lighted windows, the sky hung dark & blue. And on her right now was another shabbed-up house with a rooftop that made room for a cozy attic (what she loved most of older buildings) and then a mix of big trees such as birches, lindens and firs. Anyway, the oasis where the blue met yellow was beautiful, at few steps even covered by a tall conifer, the line where they met. She loved colours transitioning, and in general she found every shade of a colour beautiful, of it's essential. A beautiful song with a soothing voice put her in a dreamy mood, and the night had also spread it's influence of sinking into deep thoughts for her, this sensitive spirit... Sometimes it's hard to make conversations, and with all the bravory and self confidence she thought she had gained, she didn't think she was enough sociable, she still felt frightened of embarrassing situations. She's blushy, she wouldn't kow what to do. She doesn't have all of the confidence needed to make friends, meeting people was just so hard for her, but she wanted new friends, she wanted to make friendship work... "Human relationships are so complex, but interesting, as you need to find a way out of it, and you always try to express your emotions without having anyone get offended, cause people simply take words depending on their mood, and you yourself sometimes say a stronger word without much of thinking, or of not finding the right one. Gosh, there are so many reasons why people get pissed off. After all, they observe from their own position and make judgements regarding their own state. It's worst when people can't take a joke for non other than a joke, and when people put others down regardless of their own nasty guilt in the story." A line of words broke off the strip when she realised she doesn't always do otherwise herself. She should look back at herself more too.  "Yeah... Well human relationships are interesting. We're made for social communities and we have to be social. Afterall it's so damn lonely alone." This wasn't out of nothing. She had to deal with loads of complicated personas in her life, or so she thought. Her granddad who was judgement, and had a big problem with narticism, pessimism, and, she even thought he always solidifies the colours, as in with his link to perfectionism while nailing any kind of a work, came a sort of a magnify-everything quality. And not to the better side. Yeah, he was emotional, very impulsive and hot-headed. But his writing style was so similar to hers, the pretty details almost to a sickening sweetness. Her father who seemed to always get irritated, and then speak to her in a harsh voice. Well, men aren't so sensitive. Even if her granddad states they are the greater philosophers, while women are just materialistic.
Maybe her mom, but not her. Now she was home. A few kids launched fireworks later that evening next to the bridge-facing fence. And then the wind came up and swooped up the trees... The 2 firs downright her home landscape, one taller, other shorter, they were swinging like 2 sisters suffering from the shakes of the ground.
At that time it was exactly midnight. That time Pepper was just about to leave house and shake the ground in town. She zipped her leather jacket, she wore jeggings and a cute white fluff ball hanging from a pocket. Yes, there was room for two slanting pockets in the front, both saved room for just about... a paper leaf. She wore her hair loose completely, her hair was cut in ric-racks on sides, and a fringe with a straight, well the slightest slighty curled-in edge. Her eyes were dark brown, her eyelashes all prepped out for a sexy stare. A bit cat-slit.. and she had a silver nose ring on the right side. Judging by everything - she was fierce and spunky. And now she held a helmet ready to move out.
................

-Kiri

First official entry ^ ^

Taigi, šį šlovingą sausio 7-osios vakarą... Trys merginos... Trys kiek pakvaišusios, bet ŽAVIAI pakvaišusios merginos suvienijo savo jėgas ir atidarė šį blogą. Jos buvo sąmoningos tai darydamos. Tiek sąmoningos, kiek tik gali būti be savo nuolatinių ekstazyčių ir nukrypimų xD -Berry
Tikiuosi kad šis blogas bus gyvas... hm bent kurį laiką :D Ir kad jame atsiras visokių įdomių jūsų nuotaikų ir obsessions nuotrupų. -Liqi
Rašysim čia viską apie savo current likes' n 'obsessions, kūrinius, idėjas, ir apskritai mūzos įkvėptos. Letters of 3 BFFs. Eimantės 15-tasis gimtadienio vakarėlis, Ugnės idėja, na, o aš trečia šunio koja, bet labai noriu, kad iš šito išeitų several novels' n 'books and a hell lot of AWESOME, BREATHTAKING stories!!!!!!! I'm going in for the kill. -Kiri