Classes

Well hello there :)

First week of school is over, and it was pretty bad/ good. I love being with all my friends every day even though it is school. But the waking up at six part is the one that sucks. That and the fact that my classes are definitely not going to be easy. Here's how it goes:

• English- for the first time ever I have an actual English teacher. I've never learned grammar before, so this year will definitely be interesting. As of right now I love the class even though it is definitely not the easiest. 
  
• Pre-Calc- my old chess teacher is my Pre-calc teachers, which means he loves me already which is good because that will probably be one of my hardest classes. 
• AP Chemistry- I think this will be my hardest class even though the teacher is amazing. 
• AP European- the class that I'm most excited for. It's not going to be that hard because I'm good at history, but I'm a little worried about the AP test
• Spanish II- that class is a joke
• Guitar- well, I can't read music so we'll see how that goes... 

Also, I miss soccer, I've been watching all the games, but it's not as fun when I'm stressing about school at the same time. 

The Adventures Of The Dinosaur Cookies

School has officially began, and so have the homework assignments. In English we are studying sentence structure and one of our assignments was to write a story using simple, complex, compound and compound-complex sentences. I found my story rather entertaining, so I think I should post it here:

    I baked dinosaur cookies. Nadine and Maya helped me too. I placed the cookies in the oven and waited.  I checked on the cookies and they were baking. We took out the cookies; they were not ready. Suddenly they came alive; we screamed and Nadine ran under the table. Eventually we came out of our hiding spots, I looked at the cookies. The dinosaurs were eating the kitchen counter while we stared. The counter, when we looked closely, was made of chocolate brownies. While we stared, the cat appeared in the room and she sniffed the dinosaurs. She started hissing at the cookies, as they diminished the kitchen; we feared they would get into a fight.  The dinosaur cookies scattered all over the floor, and they ran out the open door, because of that we never saw them again. 

School

starts on Monday. 

I'm excited because:

• I get to see my best friends every day, have almost every class with them.
• I get to share lunch with everyone while making perverted jokes/ throw food at each other.
• I get to take European history.
• I get to learn how to play guitar. 

I'll definitely miss:

• the fact that the most important thing in the world was what soccer player got transferred to what soccer club, and the fact that Manchester was winning games. 
• staying up until 3 o'clock and reading soccer news
• waking up at 2 in the afternoon
• waking up at 10 in the morning to watch soccer and then going back to sleep
• watching tennis all day
• watching soccer all day 
• singing Manchester United's song on the top of my lungs because I have nothing better to do 
• reading books for fun 
• getting to see my best friend almost every day 
• googling pictures of soccer players for hours 
• making schedules of sports that I have to watch 
• blogging at three in the morning 
• watching YouTube videos for insane amount of hours 
• blogging almost every day
• not giving a shit about anything

Sports writing

Ever since I was little I knew what I wanted to be when I grew up. After watching too many episodes of a cheesy TV show about policemen with bikes I wanted to work for the police. After I watched Legally Blond I wanted to be a lawyer, the lawyer thing went on for a while actually, until in fifth grade I realized I hate public speaking and you kind of have to be good at that if you want to be a lawyer. Since then I knew that there was only one (or two) things I am good at: science and math. 

Since fifth grade I decided that I was going to be a mathematician (but not a teacher), physicist, or some other kind of scientist. Basically, I wanted to go into serious study business. Until about a month ago... 

My obsession with sports began in 2006, but that was only during the World Cup in Germany. My real obsession with sports began last year. Sports is just the one thing that relaxes me, the one thing that I really like to talk about, and write about. And last week it hit me: I want to be a sports writer or a sports journalist. I'm too old to play any kind of sport, so that is my only chance to actually do something that I love. 

I decided to create a new blog where I can only talk about sports, and see how that goes. As of right now it's going really well, and I love writing about all the different sports I watch. I realize that having a career as a sports journalist won't be as easy as creating a blog online, and sitting in front of the TV watching sports, taking notes and eating ice cream.

I know that my parents will not approve of my new aspiration, but hey, who cares, I love sports and maybe this will be the thing I want to do! 

Here is the blog, in case you want to read it: http://shetalks.sportsblognet.com/

BTW, premier league season starts tomorrow and I iz excited!!!

Glory, glory, Man United!

Best Friends, Scarves, Backstreet Boys and Bubble Wrap Conversations

My best friend Maya is finally back from England and I'm really happy. (I really had no idea how to start this blog, so I just got right into it...) She was gone for three weeks and I really missed her because the two of us are usually inseparable. We went to see Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince because even though she was in England when the movie came out she did not go see it! Can you imagine that? She was in England and she did not watch Harry Potter??! Anyway, it was still an awesome way to spend our first day together. Then we went back to my house and sat around the freezing pool for a while and then watched some Friends episodes, because Friends is the most amazing show ever. 

Anyway, I turned 16 while Maya was away in England and she told me that she had bought me a gift there. Of course I was excited because, well, who doesn't like gifts?! (Well Bella from Twilight, but she likes it when vampires stalk her...) I wasn't really expecting much, but the gift I got was amazing! It was a Manchester United scarf! I mean seriously, I am probably the only serious soccer fan in the world who does not own a team scarf, but now I actually do and its AMAZING!

After she gave me the scarf and after I drooled all over it we sat on my bed and started listening to some music... By some music I mean the Backstreet Boys. 

I don't care who you are 

Where you're from 

What you did 

As long as you love me

How can you not love them? It was on Sunday at 2 o'clock in the morning that I re-discovered my love for them. I was sitting around, wondering what to do and then BAM: 

Tell me why 

Ain't nothing but a heartache

Tell me why 

Ain't nothing but a mistake 

Tell me why 

I never wanna hear you say 

I want it that way

I was dancing around by myself in my pj's until around three in the morning when I collapsed on my bed to this: 

All you people can't you see, can't you see

How your love's affecting our reality

Every time we are down

You can make it right 

And that makes you larger than life

You can't tell me that you are not singing along right now, and if you are not, then shame on you. Oh and I won one of the Suite Scarlett giveaways, and I'm really excited to get  the book! Anyway to close this off here is a conversation I had with one of my guy friends today:

Me: Maya got me a Manchester United scarf! I didn't know who else to tell...

Him: Did she get it in Manchester? And I don't know who else you would tell either. And I'm jealous (if I liked scarfs).

Me: Yeah she got it from Manchester (she didn't actually, but Maya told me to tell him she did). And I'm not a fan of scarves either but I get to hang it in my room

Him: That works. Tell Maya that I'm upset she didn't get me a scarf.

Me: Well you are not important enough and also it wasn't your birthday. 

Him: Happy birthday. Now I feel bad I didn't get you anything. And I guess you are more important. 

Me: Get me bubble wrap!

Him: You got it. But why do you want it?

Me: Why wouldn't you want bubble wrap? And it was Maya's idea... Figures

Him: Well I can make it happen. I guess you're right, who wouldn't want it

I love bubble wrap!

Partying the Bulgarian Style

I happen to really like my Bulgarian family and friends, well at least most of the time. We are all kind of like the family from My Big Fat Greek Wedding but not as sober as they are. They all like to party a lot and drink, and eat, and do a lot of Eastern European things. Usually I get really bored because I'm not really friends with any other Bulgarians that are my age. 

Anyway, once a year we have this gathering in the same park, and I usually spend the entire day hiding under a tree with my only Bulgarian friend, and trying to avoid all the annoying little kids. This time my friend wasn't there, so I spent the day with  an eleven year old girl (I think) who is gymnast, she is about half my height and beat my dad (who happens to be quite muscular) in arm wrestling. I had a soccer ball with me and our parents made us go to the field and play. It was kind of awkward, considering that I was wearing a dress, and all the other Bulgarian teenagers kept giving me weird looks. But it was also fun, I enjoyed just kicking the ball around and pretending to be a little kid in my tie-dye dress. 

Of course the horrible Miami heat got to us and we were forced to hide in the shade again, while our parents danced to Bulgarian songs, which was pretty awesome because Bulgarian dancing is really cool, but I can't dance it all, but my mom is really good. The girl went to dance with her mom and she picked up the steps pretty quickly, and I was sitting there trying to remember why I stopped dancing. The day ended with my parents and me singing Bulgarian songs and having a random dude draw a cartoon of me for ten dollars.

I think I like being Bulgarian much more than I'd like to admit <3

Needles and Half-Blood Prince

I just realized that the title of this blog contains the thing I hate the most and the thing I like the most. So I think I should start with talking about the thing that I hate (needles) so I can get it out. I should probably be a. sleeping b. reading Don Quixote or c. watching Buffy, but I think I should continue. 

So I had to go to the cardiologist because I've been getting a lot of chest pains lately. I'm not really afraid of doctors or going to the hospital or stuff like that, but I do have a phobia of needles. I don't like needles, AT ALL. As I walked into the doctor's office I didn't expect them to have to use needles because that's what my dad told me, and they were just going to look at my heart so they wouldn't need any blood, right? Of course I was wrong, and when I heard the word- or words- blood work, I almost died. The nurse walks in and she is all smiles and stuff and I'm sitting in there in one of those stupid paper gowns looking half-dead. Then she ties my arm with one of those rubber band thingies and she starts slapping my hand with her fingers so that she could find the vein, but of course they can never find my vein. She poked me with the needle, and then took it out because no blood was coming out and she said she would have to take it from my wrist. The moment she said that I passed out, literally. The last thing I remember was staring at the little hole in my arm that the needle had left and then it was all dark and then I had this really horrible feeling, and then I was fine. But I hate fainting, and I hate needles. The last time I passed out was again caused by a needle, because I am just so freacking terrified of them!!! I know why too, it started when I was really little and I got dehydrated and I had to be taken to the hospital and they had to hook me up to an IV or something and they couldn't find my vein so the nurse kept poking me over and over again, and she had this little yellow needle with little wings, and I think I was two at most and I still remember it. But I've always had trouble with people taking blood from me because my veins happen to not be very visible and well it sucks. Anyway, I've rambled enough about this, now I want to talk about cooler stuff, like Harry Potter. 

I've seen it twice now, I saw it on the day it came out and today I saw it again. The first time I really liked the movie, but I didn't like the fact that it was so different from the book, which happens to be my favorite book in the series, and my all time favorite book. But overall I think that the movie was really good, so here are some things I liked:

- The first Burrow scene, with Mrs. Weasley, Ginny, Hermione and Ron, it's just adorable.

- Dumbledore. He was much better in this movie than in the other ones. He definitely wasn't as spastic  and didn't try to kill Harry like in Goblet of Fire. I just couldn't understand why he wasn't wearing his glasses, and why he kept sitting on the floor in his office, doesn't he have a chair?!

-Bellatrix. I love her, I think she is just so realistically insane, I mean just look at her! She is perfect, she is just like a little kid, but she is so... well... for the lack of a better word- insane

-Hermione. I think Emma Watson was wonderful in this movie, and I loved her relationship with Harry. The canary scene was perfect, and she was just great.

-Ron and Harry. Oh, they were just lovely to look at! The scenes with the love potion are just brilliant, they are both such good actors. And the one at the Burrow with the pies- again brilliant! Of course one of my favorite parts of the movie was the

Harry "She has nice skin." Ron: "So you think Dean is dating my sister because she has nice skin?" scene. They were just so natural, I loved it. 

-All the Pensieve scenes were epic.

-Draco was amazing! And super hot

-The next-to- last scene in the movie, the one where they all point their wands at the sky. That's the part that made me cry, it was amazingly made.

A couple of things I didn't like:

- The kiss with Ginny. It was horrible. I mean you can't call that a kiss! She just kind of bit his lip...

- The burning of the Burrow. That was just weird and random, where is the wedding going to be in the 7th movie if there is no Burrow? I don't know I didn't really like that part at all.

- Ginny. Bonnie was just really awkward throughout the entire movie, I didn't like it.

- There was no "Dumbledore's man through and through"!

- Dumbledore's death. I didn't like the slow-mo thing.

I think that's it, I'm about to fall asleep typing this, so goodnight :)