I have to admit, even though I like Estonia, like the way it looks, the aura of this place, how special it is, the people over here are trash. Our way of thinking is very negative.

Another thing annoying about us is the arrogance and the constant need to prove that we're intelligent, which ends up with us shoving our "knowledge" into other people's faces.

I even think to myself that Estonians shouldn't leave Estonia for the sake of keeping our culture alive but so we wouldn't spread the shitty way of thinking and our lousy genes.


This one time, my mother told me,"I hope broken people don't produce broken people." But it's exactly the opposite. Broken people shouldn't even have children because that way, they'll keep that kind of people alive. Broken people can only produce broken people. If we want this world to be a better place we shouldn't let this kind of people live. I and my brother are productions of such waste, I and my brother should've never been born. We're miserable people.



I'll never be able to feel any better because I'm a pessimist.
And I'm a pessimist because of the way I've lived my life.
There's no mending any of this.
There's just no way to do so.

Good luck

Today is the verdict. Or was... I don't know. 

I'm beyond nervous and upset. 

A friend of mine is going through difficult legal issues, they're trying to make him come off as the monster when in fact, he's innocent. I hope he gets to leave the courtroom as a free man. I truly do. If he doesn't, I'll never have faith in the humankind ever again. Good luck. Of all the people I know, you deserve luck the most.

Kissu and I: Bitchin' Saturday

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Defrage - Save Us From Religion

People, enjoy!! One of the best bands in Estonia.

Epic Sax Guy Tribute

This can't leave you cold, I mean, even Adolf's dancing!

The best of the best: Kissu

Ok, so, here's a compilation of pics and stories of Krissu aka Kissu aka Kristiina.

The story between us: we went to the same school and we're best friends.

Here are some snippets of our adventures:

"Ok, before I start this story, you need to know that my friend is taller than me and in Estonia, you can buy beer that's in regular sized bottles (0,5 L) but also in big bottles (2 L). So, I and my friend were standing at a bus stop in Mustamäe, when suddenly, a Russian man walked up to us and asked,"How much for an hour?"

Since we were on a beer hunt and all I could think about was beer (we had even looked up the prices), then I heard "how much does a beer cost". So I replied,"3 euros."

The amazed man asked,"3 euros?"

I replied,"Yes, for the bigger one." And that's how I almost pimped my BFF to a Russian man.

P.S. After that experience, I swore to myself never to wear a miniskirt and stocking in Mustamäe ever again.

PICTURES TIME!!!

More adventures (this time from her POV):

"That Midsummer's Eve when we were drinking and I had been talking to Otto a lot lately and I was absolutely fascinated with him and then we invited him over and tried to get him drunk, who cares that he didn't want any, but we still tried and then I was drunk. And that was so lovely. And you promised to kill Claus. And that was so <3 Kisses"

P.S. She asked me to call Claus and say that.  She was just so drunk she doesn't remember. <3

And now, MORE PICTURES!  

And by now, all I have left are MSN/webcam pictures. Enjoy!

Oh, and I almost forgot! The embarrassing party pictures... ;D