carved by glaciers: May 2008

Hi, my name is Rossitza Kostova. I like Rossi better. It really actually would be Rosi 'cause in Bulgarian it's only four letters, but I go by what my passport tells me. I don't like to talk about myself, but this is practice for the real world. Most likely, only people I know will read this, so hey guyz;)! This is so true to me: "When you put your life in danger, you start living. The rest.. is television." I love unnesessary cuteness. Recently started liking pink + dresses + dancing. The keyboard would be better as a typewriter. Apparently, many people enjoy my company. Today someone told me it was because I am the happiest person they've known. True. I am. I've only kissed two people in my life. Kiss = tounge2. I like it that way. I like being alone. I do love cuddling & spooning. I miss cuddling & spooning. I can't lie. It's weird. Xeroxing an image over and over until you can't recognize it anymore makes perfect sense to me. So does repeating a word over and over until it doesn't sound the same anymore and has lost its meaning. I can admit that I am wrong. I hate the fact that I'm forgetting Bulgarian, when in acuality Bulgaria is everything to me. Sometimes I think it would've been better there. Maybe I just know too little. I'm young. I have dark circles under my eyes because of a ski trip gone bad. Not because of 0 sleep, though I have that problem too. I like friends, but don't really have close ones. I wish that would change. I can't really write, ENC1102 was the worst. Not much better in math either. I like History. Physical aspects: dirty blonde, gray eyes, big hips, somewhat "perfect" in weight, 5'5 and a half. I'm short compared to my dad who is 6'4. Poo. I wish I had talents, but I feel like I'm not great at anything, just good at everything. It's rediculous how many photos I have to put up on this. I hate the computer. It scares me that I can now type without looking at the key buttons. I don't like it one bit. Umm.. to be continued?