In My Life - old

today the day started as not much better than yesterday. it seemed like everyone around me decided to take a week-off to pick on me. it was the "let's-all-pick-on-lilize-national-days-1-and-2".

i woke up feeling really sick and cold, had to listen to some relatives' whinning, pretend i agreed or understood them, and then stand for almost 1 1/2 hours in the rain carrying a really heavy bag to get some documents for my brother ♥ (who lives in portugal) and still have to listen to people saying i'm a biatch and i am not willing to help him when he needs.

then i had to walk all the way up to where i work, still carrying my heavy bag (with my laptop, 3 DVD's and some clothes) wearing heel boots on a slipery floor and feeling some blisters on my (not so) delicate feet.

well. it all seemed like a wrong-side-of-the-bed-day when i was surfing some blogs on blogexplosion and i read on one of them (sorry i won't link because i lost it) this. and when i say i felt tears in my eyes, unfortunately my friends, i'm not lying.

well i can explain. this was so life-changing for me. ok, not so much, but for a period of my teenagehood i tötally loved them and worshiped them and had posters covering all my bedroom walls (which was a modest - around - 9x4 m² one). even inside my closet there were pictures of them. and my book covers and my wallet and my bed dashboard. (fanatic?)

i can perfectly remember this: February 14th, 1996. i woke up late for school so i quickly got dressed and grabbed a toast and went down to cross the road and meet my friend accross the street. we did this everyday so we could walk together to school... then she comes with a strange look and says "have you NOT heard??" and i'm all giggly and silly and happy and jumping and go: "no."
so she told me the devastating news, but i thought "yeah yeah, she's joking. just because THIS MORNING i didn't turn on the radio."

as soon as i walked in the school yard, my other friend, Katja, comes running towards me crying her eyes out. when she hugged me i thought "shit! IT IS TRUE!!!"

and then i spent the rest of the day crying. and the week too.








BUT HEYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!! give me a break please!!! i was 14 =/