Bad Luck

Today, hmm, how can you say it?

Normal?

I guess it's the closest option. 

I got confused in both of the sessions, but the teachers helped me. 

They are two nice guys, young, and have humor, so, it's not like leaning from ice hearted people, they have face expressions, and I mention it because, I know people who don't have, a genius friend if my sister (she's not her friend anymore, and not such a genius, she became a tayl for the popular, while my sister stays awesome), some people who done plastic surgeries on their faces, and Kristen Stewart in most Twilight movies. 

I'm watching that movie, Trust. 

I started watching it six months ago, but I got bored in the middle. 

What was the point of the movie, it's like most of movies, you just need to imagine the movie cyberbully, just without the ending when they turn against the populars, this movie was stupid, I am sorry to hurt people that this movie means everything to them, but what's the point? They don't how you what can you do, by the movie, you need to attempt suicide, if you succeed, well, it's your fucking end, if you won't, you'll have to live with it, until it will fade away, a bit of it, so you'll be able to focus on other things.  

I never had a trust problem, or I just have one, because I never had the ability to trust someone enough to let him know everything about me, but you, and even then there are some things, the nobody, nowhere, never should know. 

And I never got to attached to someone, I just couldn't, and sometimes I'm just like my phone, have crashes and bugs, and it happened only one time, to Gal. 

And this shit will never ever happen again. 

So, lets get back for today. 

I learned some kind of JavaScript, changed a little so it will be assigned to Unity, named UnityScript. 

 It was hard, but as I said, the teachers helped me off. 

Code Lyoko, I just can't stop it, it's too amazing, and I waited for it. 

The art, the animation, I guess you appreciate things more when you face the complexity of its making. 

And I reached to episode 85, I haven't start it yet, but tomorrow I will. 

Bad luck happened today, and I shouldn't explain in words, when a picture worth a thousand. 

 I broke a mirror. 

The last time I saw a broken mirror, was on Thirteen, and I don't have the same plans as she had. 

I wanted to use it for the face on my closet, to the police body thing I made:

It's a little hard to see, but I hope you can. 

I love dead bodies. 

As creepy as it sounds.

Not of people I know, or love. 

But random ones, I love the death ways. 

They can be very interesting. 

I should become Ethan Hunt, but with the vagina and those I'm-twelve-what-did-you-expected?! Tits. 

Just killing Russians and shit. 

I love Russians, they have the best government. 

Have you heard about terrorism in there?

I didn't.

The last time it happened was about ten years ago, a group of terrorists used the theater as their fort, and all the people who came, as prisoners.

The government took their forces, and shot everyone there, the only survivors were the ones who hid beneath their seats. 

I don't want to move there, but absolutely to have a drink there. 

Maya g, asked to learn Russian, and I learn some with her, it's a quite funny language. 

I know how to say potatoes and meatballs, and how to say Russian in Russian, and yes, no, and a lion. 

Guys, for about a week I'm stuck, I know that I some book I've read there is one who have the name Graham, in it, I don't know where, but there is. 

And the chance that I'm confused with Bram, cassias brother, is lower then one. 

So I'm tired and I don't want to do trouble, so. 

Berries, survivors,

I hope you'll make it.