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16.9.09Hello, hello.
Under unknown reason, I've decided to start writing my own blog. It's interesting actually, because I totally agree with one amazing person, who wrote: ''There's no reason for reading my blog. There's no reason for writing it. Who cares what Miki said yesterday or did or ate for his breakfast. There's no sense in writing or reading this. But I'm still doing that.'' And I'm doing the same here. Writing pointless stories about my life and what's happening in my head.
This is mostly going to be a photo-blog, but I will write too. Sometimes in english, sometimes in slovene. I don't speak english very well and I'm more comfortable with writing in slovene, my language.
Under unknown reason, I've decided to start writing my own blog. It's interesting actually, because I totally agree with one amazing person, who wrote: ''There's no reason for reading my blog. There's no reason for writing it. Who cares what Miki said yesterday or did or ate for his breakfast. There's no sense in writing or reading this. But I'm still doing that.'' And I'm doing the same here. Writing pointless stories about my life and what's happening in my head.
This is mostly going to be a photo-blog, but I will write too. Sometimes in english, sometimes in slovene. I don't speak english very well and I'm more comfortable with writing in slovene, my language.
My name is Maša, I live in Slovenia for now. I've been breathing for 15 and 7 months now and I think I'm doing pretty well. I'm in high school every day from monday to friday, so I don't have a lot of time to be thinking about stupid things. But when holidays come, I'm totally careless and free. I'm very interested in photography although my photographs aren't so good as I wish they could be. I'm in love with Ireland and U2. I probably would die without music, without air, without my friends, without my camera, iPod, sun, winter, cauliflower, water, bed and black notebook. It's everything I love.
I'm sitting at home, alone and sick. Drinking tea, watching sun, waiting for the winter and snow. Maybe it's time for me to get up and stop staring at the same old moment, which I can't forget. It's sad, mad and bad. But, I'm happy now.
'til the next time.
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