a lot of things have happened recently and I wish to no one what I've just lived. Once again, all this crap concerns my family (who's gonna be surprised by these 'news'??) Hard time with some relatives, it's the pain in the ass to get along with all of them. Some should really think before talking (who am I kidding? It wasn't 'talking' but shouting and cursing like a ***) and stopping believing hard they're better than everyone else. Deep inside you know you're not better so you use your fists and not your brain, idiot.
So I had to move on. And to tell the truth, it's better, much better. I'm twenty and from now on, I should only care about myself, my life, my own projects etc. I've planned to do a plenty of things, and to begin, I'd like to find a job...getting my own appartment, even a small one, would be for the win. It really starts to take a huge place inside my mind, this wish to live by myself and try to gain some independancy.
Beside all this ***, I'm occupying myself with all sorts of activities: reading, writing, listening to music, trying to learn some lessons...I'm still writing fics, for a few fandoms and at the same time, I'm creating my own story with my own characters, like I used to do before writing for anime. I invent MY characters, I give them lives and personalities etc! I really liked buying some books, and sit calmly, in front of my desk at night to read some pages of each of them because, 1) it helps to improve my writing style
2) it gives me some thinking
3) it relaxes.
And to be honest, as for books, all the authors I've read the books were really good and competent writers, which is natural. They wouldn't be published if they were not, ne? Though, when I have a browse through my LJ friends page, and I read some critics,some readers (of certain books/authors whose names I won't quote) are really harsh. I don't want to be as harsh as them because, when the author is obviously not an asshole, I like giving their work a try.
I haven't drawn a lot these last times, and however, I'd like to. I mean, before writing, my first love was the drawing. I've drawn so many things: characters, clothes, landscapes, imaginary worlds, monuments, houses etc...I even have created my own comics with manga style of course.
Yesterday, with my sister, we made a competition. We had to draw hearts and then say which heart was the prettiest. Hers was very cute, rounder and smaller than mine. She exclaimed, all happy ' Yeah, mine is better, is more beautiful!!' I laughed, and replied ' yeah, but it's not natural, just like you! You made the draw very dark with the pen just like you sophisticate your eyes with make up and eyeliner! So your heart looks like you!' she laughed and then, admitted I kind of speak thruth. ' My heart is drawn more naturally and spontaneously' I said also.
I visited Lyon too, yesterday with my father, my sisters...We only went to the park we often went when I was younger...It was not as sunny as during the day I went there with another of my sisters. But still, the walk was nice and relaxing, just blame this gray sky, cause it's so sad and gloomy. But treading over there with the family diminishes the sadness. Everything was fine, until we almost had a row with a stupid teenage couple who were staring at us as if we were aliens and mental sick people. I thought I was going to loose my temper with those assholes. Even my sister and her friend, who joined her a few minutes after we were in the park, looked at them with scorn and asked what their problem was.
All in all, it's completely useless to beat a dead horse with such people, we have to ignore them and not waste our time arguing with them. I will probably meet all kind of daft ones in my life later, and even myself will be perhaps an idiot for someone else. So, let's keep our composure and turn a blind eye to those silly guys and girls. They're not worth my precious time.
My sister and I also cook much more. Interesting, as I haven't been as interested in cooking as my sisters are. Doing some pastries, cakes and whatsoever is fine to me, but preparing a sophisticated meal is too huge to deal with, alone.
A couple of days ago, I feasted my birthday with a few relatives only. A chocolate cake, some drinks, salmon, strawberries etc were the menu.LOL.
I haven't been hanging out a lot with my friends lately. Just went to a nice place where J. works with S. to have a drink and spend a good time. I've phoned some of them, went to watch a movie with another friend...That's all. Otherwise, we use MSN or Facebook to talk and send to one another mails etc. I've planned to organize a small party for my birthday with my friends next time. We'll see where we will get at.
University is still on a strike. For insteance, on Wednesday, with my sister, we went to my school to see if I had some courses at least. The place wasn't all empty, but the hallways were! No other students, no teachers. I checked the usual classroom for Wednesday courses...No one. So, in fact, I could stay, rooted to the place or go back home. We saw another student, a guy, who was doing like us, to know if some of our professors had decided to make the class that day. Pointless as no one came for us.
Today, during the lunch, we-my sister and I- had a very interesting talk with my dad and someone else about their childhood. I almost knew nothing about them, how they were, behaved and lived. We giggled a lot. Some anecdots were way too funny.
This is a picture I took during my birthday.
