Hello everyone from the sunny Los Angeles. I feel like telling you something about myself. At this moment I’m sitting in the living room at Domen’s and Sven’s place, where there is the studio all of...got to go to the guys, to the studio, to do the things, for I have already spent an hour sitting here typing this!!!!! ))) Kisses.............. bigger version of the image above

April, 28 Hello again! Everybody should have learnt by now that I can finally see - I've done laser correction of my eyesight. Telling you everything right now! I've never imagined it would be...to one song. Loads of work, but I won't tell you more right now. Everything's going good, I think. And I'm pretty hungry and going to have a bite now! See u soon! Lena source: tatu.ru

"That's why I write, because life never works except in retrospect. You can't control life, at least you can control your version." — Chuck Palahniuk (Stranger Than Fiction: True Stories) *Locked away...What else am I supposed to do? Well, I know the answer to that. Live, be a normal girl, and walk my mom home from work every night. Speaking of mom, I've got to go pick her up. I'll write again later

I can't think clearly today. I felt so full, yet empty, because no proper words can came out of my mind. This morning, I have so many laid plans: to watch movies, finish a book, play my pokemons, write...again. She said "Everything is fine now, right?" and "I have an enemy(she's opening a topic so I will text her again)" and "Goodnight! I'll wait for your text next time." What to do??

Dear Diary, What a day. I'm beginning to hate this plan. Pushing Tim to be better is one thing but how long am I supposed to do this? Makes it hard to get mad at him for running off to save the world...was a little awkward at first. What do you say to your ex's bff/brother? Um, other than asking him out. ...holy shit, I'm going on a date with... Tim's going to kill me. It's platonic at least

Dear Figure, 8:40 AM I woke up in happiness. No idea why. 9:00 AM My favorite part about waiting at a bus stop during the daytime is that everyone is always staring towards where the bus is supposed...realize I don't do much with my life if I get too many days off. So I studied math and some computer science until I napped. I woke up and spent some time online before I started on some German homework.

For English class we got the assignment to write a diary entry. Completely fictional, naturally, since they're going to read it. Well, I thought I might as well post it here, even if it sort of sucks...step should be with my left. Because the snow will melt, perhaps it would happen neither today, tomorrow nor with spring, but it would. But the snow will never be forgotten, even when it is gone.

I'm here at my grandmother's home on the West Coast of Florida. It is exactly 11:30 pm and I am leaving tommorrow towards the late afternoon, so that I may arrive home with my mother in eastern FL in the...interesting. It was strange. It was unfamiliar. It was intriguing. It was disappointing. It was fun. It was boring. It was uneventful. It was everything. And 2009 will be even more so. Toodles, Audre

First I wore it because it just happened to be there, to just exist. It served no purpose in tying my hair because of its lack of elasticity. Who knows why I decided to wear it on my wrist? Maybe it was...my friends and peers, as if I was an ornament to be adjusted? :( I didn't take the hair tie off. It stays, an attempted rebellion. A reminder for me of those subjugations that tore my sanity apart.

Sometimes it feels like I'm three people. Well, four, but I think the fourth died a long time ago. The first person I was was Leigh - podgy, stupid, eager to please Leigh. Leigh who died when she was...me about the Warcrack. And it is geeky. I'm not even that good at it. I just like to be somewhere where I can feel a little bit more like a real person. But it isn't real. It's just an illusion too.