Speaking of which.

While I SHOULD (Yes, I should, but for once, it's not an obligation. I'm almost an adult, now in College, I can do whatever the fuck- excuse my language- I want) be doing some exercices to practice my French, I'm actually writing something on here. I told you guys I'd be writing more often. I thought I wouldn't have anything to talk about, but here I am, Tuesday, October 8, 9am, with my fingers running on my MacBook keyboard (making a cool clickling sound since I glued fake nails on last night. It's amazing how exciting fake nails are to me.). I have 55 minutes before my next class (philosophy... I don't get it.), and I decided it could be fun to write a post on here. It's freezing outside, I'm wearing my coat on. It's making me kind of jelling a specific someone. See, long story short, about a month ago, I started talking to this guy. I've known him for about a year, but under weird circumstances (let's say he was just my ex-boyfriend's brother), we never got to talk. We randomly started talking at the end of August, and, once again, long story short, he is WORKING in ITALY right now. This is why I said I was jealous of a specific someone. While I'm freezing my ass-excuse my language- off, he's under the Italian sun.

Well, I guess things for me are going pretty good as well. I have my drivers liscence AND a speed race car (actually it's a Yaris, nothing could be less than a speed race car, but who cares. It makes me HAPPY!!), I have a job (Associate to sales in a giftshop : Could things be more good ?), I love College (Studying in something I love more than anything), things are great with my friends (I met some many cool people with College), things are getting cool with my parents (yay!!), I'll turn 18 in 2 months (Buying your own alchool. Go out. Have fun.), I HAVE FAKE NAILS. Yes, definetly, I am way more than happy. Everything turned out so great over the last couple of months.

I can talk about it now, I guess. I've had a rough time getting over my ex, I mean, we didn't date for very long, but he was my first boyfriend and, I don't know. Forgetting was just hard. I'm still a little nostalgic about things, but won't I always be nostalgic about a lot of things in my life ? Yes. At this very moment, 9:16 am (My friend just came and talked to me - I had no choice but to stop writting this post.), I can say it out loud : Things ALWAYS get better. I'm thankful for everything that had happenned with him, but I guess I am just ready to go on with my life. WITH. MY. LIFE. Not with my love live. About that, I didn't change my mind. I don't believe in it, and probably won't for a very long time. Everything is going great, why would I want a guy to screw things up ? That would be suicidal. My best friend told me how unrealistic this was - I guess she's right. I won't be able to close my heart forever, but for now, that's what I want. My mom always told me that when you know what you want, everything is good. Well, it is.

One last thing - I've always been obsessed with makeup and hair and esthetic and beauty, but I feel like I really developped this passion over the summer. I don't go - or almost- a day without wearing makeup. I just love how creative this art -because yes, it's an art -. I'm not wearing makeup for others, I'm just wearing it because I love it. I'm not ugly without makeup, though I'm constantly joking with this. I'm spending all of my money on makeup - Useless, would say my dad, but that's one other thing that makes me happy.

And now, I think I'm done with writing. For now. I have quite a big exam this afternoon, and I want to reach 100%. So, bye for now, I guess.

Oh, and - My long long hair is making me happy as well. I am SO superficial.