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[homwrecker]

could you ship me? my name's Neda. thanks, babe. xx

Neda Payne xx

[diaryofa1directioner-blog]

((my entries aren‘t going to be ALWAYS about the boys, being a directioner doesn‘t mean that I sit in a dark room hugging their album, so be warned for random thoughts. x ))

I always find myself thinking about my future. For now, my plans are to get in the International Baccalaureate program at school, finish it in perfect grades, get into Uni in the UK to study journalism. My goal is obviously Uni, and I have to go for that. But now that I think about it, what if the boys decide to cross my path exactly then. What If everything‘s leading to this moment. I might be delusional but after 3 years(when I finish high school) practically anything can happen. And that’s what’s weird for me, right now I live in – Narnia, in every way and even getting a chance to be in the same room with the boys would mean so much. And after 3 years, if I do end up in the UK I wonder if I’ll go to their concerts, will they still be a band or maybe I’ll see them sitting at the same Starbucks. That’s what scares me about going to the UK, the little chances of bumping in to them. In Lithuania I don’t even bother thinking that that could happen, because there’s not even a chance.

But anyways, the point of this entry is that I’m scared of one day meeting the boys. Right now, I live with my ideal picture of how they look, how the act. I have my dreams of how I’ll meet them. But honestly, I’m scared that if I meet them in 3 years’ time I’ll get disappointed. I know they’re not perfect, but I’m not talking about the disappointment in the way they act or look, I’m afraid of being disappointed of other things, like what if after 3 years they just decide to give up or do something like that. That’s what I’m scared of. Of them stopping to care, of them losing everything they earned. Because right now, I support them and I’m afraid that by then they won’t need my support anymore, they’ll say no to it.

((sorry for this a la emotional entry that doesn't make any sense, that’s what you get when I’ve drank too much tea J ))

[1shipd-blog]

HERE WE ARE! sorry we scream so much! 

we thought we'd try the ice and salt challenge after seeing omgharrisonwebb's video and thinking "what's so bad about it?", well, we still have scars( a guy that know chemistry really well told us that the salt makes the ice colder so it's not a burn, but a - 27 degrees Celsius freeze, the scars last for 2-3 weeks) and this is how it went on...