Lesbian?

Well, that online quiz said that "lesbianity is strong in this one". I must say, I have never met a random girl or a woman that I thought was attractive but there is one woman that is welcome in my bed anytime! Not to mention she's one hell of an actress. Kate Winslet:

10 Things I Hate About You

I hate the way you talk to me,
And the way you cut your hair.
I hate the way you drive my car,
I hate it when you stare.
I hate your big dumb combat boots
And the way you read my mind.
I hate you so much it makes me sick,
It even makes me rhyme.
I hate the way you’re always right,
I hate it when you lie.
I hate it when you make me laugh,
Even worse when you make me cry
I hate it when you’re not around,
And the fact that you didn’t call
But mostly I hate the way I don’t hate you,
Not even close…
Not even a little bit…
Not even at all.

This is one of my favourite movies ever. And yes, I know it's just a silly teen-comedy but when I saw it for the first time, the similarities between me and my sister's relationship and the one between the sisters in the movie was amazing. But I already wrote about it, so I'm not gonna repeat myself. I just thought of the movie and since I have nothing else to say, that would be all.
Oh and I added a lot of pictures to "Diary of Krk", in case you want to check it out (just click on the label "krk"). They have little to do with the posts they have been added to, though.

Currently reading: Howards End, Edward Morgan Forster; rereading Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, J.K. Rowling; and Croatici Auctores Qui Latine Scripserunt

Saturday Morning Blabber

I ended up slightly drunk last night. How, one might ask. Well...

We went out to dinner, Sonja, Dražen, Davor and me. We went to Kovač Čarda for the best fiš paprikaš in the area.


The boys took us by total surprise when they paid for it and we didn't even have to repay them in sexual favours. Then, as we got in the car and left the village, suddenly there was this heavy rain, wind, fog... I couldn't see a thing. We stopped for a few minutes, the rain seemed to have calmed down so we continued but then it got even worse. The road, the sky, the forest on both sides of the road - all of it was just a gray blur to me. I have no idea how was Dražen able to drive. I kept thinking we'd get killed. At least the last supper was good, right? Anyway, we survived (obviously) and got back to Sonja's. She got really upset when she discovered the window was left open and one of her books, the one she's studying from right now, was soaked. Stupid rain. But then she brought wine for them and Stock and Coke for me and the plan was to get drunk. I didn't really, just a little bit but Sonja and Dražen did. My sister's bf then came too so I took his cell and took pictures (if I find out how to transfer them from the cell to the computer, I'll add them later) and even made videos of the two of them dancing. Yeah, OK, I danced a bit too, but I still claim I wasn't drunk. Davor fell asleep. it's what he does. The first time he was ever in my house he got so cosy he fell asleep too. It was too funny. About ten people in the room, making noise and what not, and he sleeps like a baby. Then I gave Dražen a foot massage. After all, he did buy me a dinner, lol. He said I should get a statue. LMAO Then I got bored and went home.
Oh and, we're not going to the hills. That's cancelled,thank God.

EDIT:
I've added some pics and I managed to upload the video too! Imagine that!












EDIT: I almost forgot to write about something that has deeply disturbed me yesterday. Sonja told me about it. She was out for a drink with these guys and Dražen's brother, this guy, shows up, not entirely sober. So they're talking and he asks: "And how is Kiki?" smiling widely. And then Davor goes: "And as soon as you mention Kiki, you smile..." Married bastard! I know you won't understand why it bothers me, but... I'm supposed to be over him. It's been fucking years and he's married and has a bloody cat and I watched the video of his wedding and... I know this will sound so incredibly stupid but I wish he wouldn't mention me ever. I hate men.

Friday Blabber

OK, so who complains about spending time with their friends? Seriously. Am I insane? Well OK, I am, but that was rhetorical. I should be grateful I have any friends at all. And I am. Sorta. I'm just not the type for going away from home. Into the wilderness. Yes, there's a house and I'm pretty sure there's running water and electricity, but it's still up the hill somewhere. I'll be without my computer and TV. For the first time in a very long time. *worried* But it should be good, right? I mean, there will have to be alcohol. But I really don't like this group sleeping. No, not like that! Just the six of us in two rooms. Boys too. I don't like them, they snore. Then I can't sleep. Why am I going again?! Oh yeah, cuz they're my so-called friends. Friends that never call or anything. Friends I only see at Sonja's if we happen to be there at the same time. Friends I friendly chat with if I run into them accidentally in the street or train but don't have real interest in their lives. Now that I think about it, can I actually call them my friends? Seriously, why am I doing this??!
My sister is watching Click. And I'm in the room. Meaning I'll probably be watching it too. And I really don't want to. Stoopid Adam Sandler.
I was looking for some interesting blogs to read. After skipping blogs of people interested in bonsai, anthropology and knitting (Sorry, Nic ;) ), I stumbled upon Blogget Jones's Diary. If you want to read about the horrors of dating, check it out. On that note, I'm so happy I don't do that. Dating, that is. Or anything involving men, really. They suck. And not in a good way.
And apparently, this might explain my opinion: I took another online test (I do that a lot, don't I?), Are you a lesbian? and this is my result:
You scored 130

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The lesbianity is strong in this one. You love the ladies. Either that or you just like cats and bad music. I bet you've got a good collection of baseball caps. Or are they scalps from your sexual conquests? Oh, no. They're baseball caps (sorry 'bout that).

Go and see for yourself. Then let me know, k?
BTW, I have no baseball caps.

Thursday Blabber

Maja's back. I saw her today. She just spent 2-3 weeks on holiday and we ended up talking about TV shows and Harry Potter. No life whatsoever. We're invited to Jelena's birthday Sunday and we both don't feel like going. I also have other plans. No, really. Stop laughing. I do. We're supposed to go to Sonja's weekend house (OK, I know that is so not the existing term but it's the best thing I can come up with now) in the hills not far from here. When I say we, I mean Sonja, my sis, her bf, our two friends and me. So we're supposed to go there Saturday and spend the night. I'm not exactly thrilled so when she asks what we should buy to eat and when we should go and stuff, I'm all like "Oh, there's time!" and "Saturday is far away!" and shit. Now I'm toying with the idea of telling Jelena I have plans and telling Sonja I have to go to that birthday... However, Sonja reads this blog from time to time. lol And Maja is trying real hard to talk me into going with her. But I don't think I'll be going. Hills I won't be able to avoid though. Well, it may not be so bad after all. I hope. Fingers crossed and shit.
I'm antisocial. And hungry.

Currently reading: The Spear, Louis de Wohl

Pool Is Not As Cool

Went again today. See post below. Minus the lunch and the rain. And water was not as freezing. That is all.

Pool Is Cool

And I mean that quite literally. We went to the pool today and the water was so cold it would take me about 10 minutes to gather the courage to enter both times I made myself get in. I gave up completely the third time. I pondered on the thought of going into the one for kids cuz the water was a bit warmer there and water that is up to my knee would also save me from drowning but I guess it would have been a little too odd. Besides, inflatable swim bands seemed to be a must-have and I didn't want to stick out for not having them. And for being a grown up. My bikini is too small. I bought it when I was much thiner, when I had about 15 pounds less and now my boobs are almost falling out of it. Wonderful. But no way in hell am I buying a new one when this was the first time this entire summer that I went swimming. (When I say swimming, don't take it literally. I don't really swim, I stand by the edge of the pool holding to it or sitting on it. In case you didn't realise, I'm not much of a swimmer.) OK, we're going again tomorrow but then that's it. Good thing was that there was not many people, at one point the pool was completely empty. Before the rain, Yes, there was rain but later in the afternoon and it was actually a good thing because at that point I was bored anyway and wanted to go home. There was no cute guys whatsoever. None. Zero. Nada. Not a single one. It's so sad. We had a great lunch though. Mmmm food then at least. I had calamari and fries with tartar sauce. Yes, I'm simple like that. I didn't get sunburned, it's a miracle since I can't remember the last time I have exposed myself to the Sun. Applying so much lotion that I had white marks on the skin might have prevented it though. All in all, it was a nice day.