I don’t like sparks either.

I just lost my temper with some annoying arrogant bitch who most likely walks around in a wonderbra, with a tattooed butt and a miniskirt and whose dad and mom probably bought her a car. Because all bitches are like that. And oh yes, they can travel all over the world and they think they’re educated, while they most likely aren’t.

I am never going back there again. NEVER. At least not while she’s around. I don’t care if I made about 7-8 friends. Grammar and ortography matter to me more than people.

And she should go to hell because I am most likely older than her anyway and I was on the internet one year before her.

What a nice combination: 06.06.2006 and hell.

They all probably think I belong to some sort of a working class.

I don’t understand why people need to do weird things to get attention. I always hated that. I prefer everything the most boring way possible.

I don’t like…

Wow, wow and for the third time wow! The wonderful Claudia created a fanlisting for me! The old one got kicked off tfl.org since it wasn’t updated…and I got lost in the well of the old owner’s thoughts; since they have a life where I probably don’t play a role of an interesting person or a friend anymore. So… if you like me go join? Or at least go and admire the beautiful layout featuring Hram svetog Save (the place is 2-3 km away from where I live, yet I can hear its bells perfectly sometimes…I pity my friend who lives next to it O_o).

The main domain on my reseller account got suspended. That sucks pretty much since I cannot access my reseller hosting panel until it’s solved. That sucks even more because I need to add more space to my biggest site (5 Mb left, believe it or not…), which might also need additional bandwidth pretty soon. That sucks super-duper-much because I have a couple of clients whose sites need to be configured. Le argh.

I’m having problems on my message board. One of the members is an XXL-idiot (not physically, mentally) and there’s another member who is, in a very biased way, trying to convince all of us that their friend is the most wonderful person in the world. I don’t know what to do. I’m paying for the webspace and then someone comes there and acts as if the world revolved around them? The person is a story for a book, really. They have knowledge on only 2-3 subjects, yet they’re trying to talk about everything using a specific vocabulary, so it sounds as if they were a massive intellectual. Half of the board can’t stand them anyway. If I was that person, I’d figure out I’m not wanted around; as I figured out I’m not wanted on the site I used to help running; and I’d freakin’ disappear! But this character has no shame, apparently. They think they’re a grown up, yet, everyone whom I described them to agrees with me that they act like a 12-year-old with too much testosterone. Not to insult real 12-year-olds, mind you.

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I’m meeting some people for a drink for the third time tomorrow. This is what brought us together and they’re all so nice. I hope we’ll be seeing each other more often; as there are a couple of people whom I’d really love to become friends with. But we’ll see. Anyway, we’re definitely not going to much-needed shopping after that, as our local Lush stores are half-empty and everything’s out of stock. Hope they get new stuff by Monday, I ran out of some things I really need! Lush addict here, yup.

The boombastic month of May 2006…

A sick pervert who might as well be someone whom I see in supermarkets or in the street sent me a sick message on MySpace, leaving his freakin’ phone number. I am so going to report him; because I changed a MSN account because of him once already and I deleted an account on one of those sites similar to MySpace. He could as well be sending that crap to any girl from this city whose profile he finds online, but I don’t want to take any risks, I’m reporting him.

So, anyway…thanks to everyone who welcomed me back. I am sorry that I (still) didn’t reply to everyone, especially certain two friends of mine who are siblings and who probably wonder what’s wrong. Nothing is wrong. I have two emails sitting in my drafts, to each of them, and they both start with “I’m a slow idiot”. And, together with dozens of other emails, they’ve been sitting there since January.

The certain album of the year, as said by many, leaked on the internet last night. I didn’t get it, but I might. I won’t feel guilty since I am getting the OMGWTFBBQWRC (eeeh?) special edition from the fanclub. I sure hope it’s worth it. Apparently, a certain Dido wannabe with Yoko-like ambitions is on it as well…whoopsies, I shouldn’t be that rude on a public website, so I shall stop right here. I’m cute, OK?

Regarding my last entry. Whatever it was, it didn’t work out; but one of my dearest friends on this planet made me feel as if it had worked out. She has superpowers, but looks like they don’t work against the evil powers of Shengen. Nevermind, it shall work the next time, I hope.

Until that next time (whenever and wherever it could be), seems I have many things to do. It’s 1st May and that’s an international holiday, yet I have a work meeting. I should also reminder some of my other bosses to pay me for finished work. And one nice day, I might finish my portfolio, since I have many things to add to it right now.

Still working on the new theme for this site, btw. It might be a bit shocking, though.

Welcome to squirrelism.net

This is squirrelism.net. This is how squirrelism.net looks like. Is that good?…

OK, this joke is getting old. I bet everyone’s fed up with me using it everywhere I can think of. Maybe I like it too much? Maybe, maybe. Anyway, this is my new personal domain, a replacement for supersonicsquirrel.net which I sold. I got some rather mean comments regarding that. I am sorry, but I had to do it. I didn’t have money for the next year of my studies, for the trip of my life in July, for a new computer and, suddenly, as if it was a miracle, I got an offer to sell ssq.net and…well, I accepted it. Many sad things from the past were associated to that domain anyway, many fake friends, many useless things…also some nice ones, but the negativity was always dominant; so this is a fresh start. Welcome to everyone who loved supersonicsquirrel.net and welcome to everyone who comes here by lurking on invisible-movement.net; ESPECIALLY those people who are just waiting for me to say something they don’t like. I am keeping this layout as default solely because of them and their fake morality. Perhaps you’d kill me if Willow was stepping on that little flower? I couldn’t care less, honestly.

So, if you think anyone cares, spread the word. And for those who celebrate Easter on the same day as me, which is today, Happy Easter! It’s also my dad’s 66th birthday today, we have our friends here for dinner and I am going to see my baby nieces tomorrow. And then…a scary race with time starts on Tuesday. If it works out, you will see the happiest person alive posting here in one week. If it doesn’t, you will have to wait for a couple of months to see that. At this moment, it all depends on me, a dear close friend of mine and some evil formal things that make a life of a citizen of a country like mine worse than other people’s lives. Wish me good luck.

I have so much to tell about, but I also have piles of emails and updates for other sites waiting for me. Never enough time. I want a clone. Is that even legal?

P.S. A HUGE thanks to my friend Inge who registered the new domain name for me. She’s a goddess!