Colouring 2

These days I study a lot - in fact, I solve math problems. However, I have some free time and then I draw or write... or colour. That's my last coloured picture.

And one of my drawings:

The next picture is technique with pastels and colour pencils:

Colouring

I started learning colouring. These are my first attempts. And as you can see - I'm not good at it. But I wanna be. :)

I'm much better at Photoshop colouring. :)

For you

My present for you this Christmas is still unknown. I should buy for you something you would really love. But you're hard person. I don't know what you really like. I wanna give you a book or something like this but I know you won't appreciate it. I will just give you all my love like I always do. And I know that's exactly what you want for Christmas :)

Favourite computer games

I don't have a lot of free time but playing computer games is very funny. I'm so addicted. And I really sorry that I haven't do it for a long time, 'cuz math now is the most important thing in my life. Doesn't matter. Now I'm gonna present you some of my favourite computer games.
First, SIMS, of course. That's the best game ever made. I can play it for hours. It's a lot of fun to make one sim to fall in love with another one or something like this. They are like real people.
Second, games like Farm Frenzy and Restaurant where you have to make sandwiches and every following order is more difficult than the previous one. I love it!
Third, I love games where you have a list of things and you have to find them all. It makes you more observant.
And Super Mario, of course. I used to play the classic version for hours when I was a little girl. I think, it's every computer games maniac's passion.
And all these funny Internet games. :) Like Connections, for example.

The Password

I've never told you the password of my heart. You're just hitting it right. And that's really no good.
I tried every firewall, every antivirus or password. I can't do anything. You are just who you are. And you are the key of my protection. I can't fight it. I can't change it. It's what I want. I want it to be difficult. Cause for a while I get bored with simple things. Now, I want you. But if I got you, I wouldn't do anymore, cause then you won't be Mr. Inaccessable.

He who studies, he will succeed.

Yes. But there's a mistake. He who studies from life and from books, he will succeed, must be. Don't know for the other contries but here, in Bulgaria, this is the only truth. It should be global. If you are a person, who is interested in something, you will be trying to improve your skills. That's where the specialist comes. Not the dimploma make the specialist. It's just sheet of paper. The tenacious people! World's their. :)

Sunset

When the day is gone... And you're sitting all alone inside your head. At sunset...
That's when I feel alone and broken, even if I'm not. It's like the life is passing through me. I feel how people change. And they are just searching for their own way. Me? Someone other had found it for me. They tell me I should stay here, study this, do that... And I know what my heart is dreaming of. I dream of unknown worlds. I could be a magician. But love stops me. And now it's time for choice. It's like a bad fairytale. It doesn't seem real. But it is. I've never thought I'll face this problem. But it's now in my head and everyday has a different decision.
What to do? How to do it? Why?...
At sunset... I don't really like this part...

Be happy with what you have

      Years ago our grandparents were more happier than now we are. Why? They didn't have any of the ways to entertain themselves that we have now. And maybe that's exactly where the answer is hidden. They didn't even know what they could have. They were happier enough with their new Christmas clothing. Nowadays we could have new clothes almost whenever we want. And that's nothing compared to the new laptop we're wishing for or the new iPhone. They were just happy with what they had. We have more and still not happy. We are more informated and we can see all the thing we don't have but never appreciating these we have. Bad for us! So you... look at all the material things surrounding you. Thank for them and become happy with what you have. Then forget 'em and start thinking of non-material things. That's the point of living!

A friend in need is a friend indeed

         Some people say that the not-real friends are there just to share your good times. But I don't think so. 'Cuz I had a not-real friends who were here just to share my bad times and when I got happy, they were gone. Too envy? Maybe yes.
         My real friend - Petya. When I cry, she makes me laugh. When I laugh, she makes me laugh harder. Always there to calm me. Always there to share my happiness.
         Some people pretended to be friends of mine for a long period of time... and then I got happy and they don't even try to contact me. They are just part in the past now...

Summer

    Sometimes I miss the summer. It was so ... free. Not that interesting but I had so many free time for my favourite activities. My blog, for examle, at that moment is total crash. I don't have time to write and I do it about once a week or two... It's just not enough for me. I have feelings, I have thoughts, but this school activities, who take all my time don't let me. No, I don't mean I have to study math or something for the college. I just spend too much time at school and I learn nothing. This time could be use for more needed purposes. That's why I miss summer. And the cold days and nights, too...

As the call, so the echo

    Some girls wonder why they are all alone. They are not ugly, boring or stupid (at least, not too much) and still they don't have a boyfriend. Don't you know - as the call, so the echo. You have to prepare yourself. You have to be sure you want it in your life and get over all the obstacles. For example, if your parents don't let you go out too much, you have to make them trust you. Then you'll have more free time for your future boyfriend. While these obstacles live, you can't have it. Don't believe you can erase them at the very last moment... Some things just need time.
    Two or three years ago I decided it's time for love. Until this moment I was so teen - teen temperament, teen clothing, teen things to do... And then I grew into a little lady. I started to buy clothes that ladies wear. I started to make my hair look better. Then I changed my way of thinking - I was wiser. That was the right time to find my boy. I made the first step - me looking better. And then the second - introducing. I send him a message, sort of  "Hey, how are you.. You know me from..." And he decided to answer. :) So - I was confident enough and happiness came to me. :) That was just the beggining. He's not my boyfriend now but just because it was some years ago and I love another one know and what's better - he loves me too. If I didn't do that step, who knows - maybe I would have been alone now. So prepare yourself and remember - as the call, so the echo. :)

Sunbeam

Yes, you're my sunbeam. Them other boys just don't know how to act... or they are just being themselves. I am so happy I found a soulmate like you. I can't be with stupid and narrow-minded people. I am not the person to explain them what life is about. I'm the person who's here to build new worlds with another one who knows how to do it. I'm not the person to be with someone just for sex, I'm not the person whose only happiness is visiting one and the same discos over and over again every Friday night. I am the person who will be happy just having you by my side. And I am the person who can find love in the sunbeam. You're my sunbeam. :) Me and you are gonna build a better world!

Whisper

No, you'll never be alone,
when darkness comes
I'll light the night with stars.
Hear my whispers in the dark.
                                           Skillet

I feel myself constantly stuck with you. I can't even imagine my life without you there. I can feel the pain of my previous life. I'm ready to give you my hand when you're drowning even if I risk my life.
Can you hear my whispers in the dark? Even if you think you love me more, my heart is whspering when you're sleeping trying to tell you - no, you'll never be alone. You are a lucky man. I can't leave you even if I want to. My heart will never let me. I hope I'm lucky, too. When you whisper "I love you" to me, I can feel it.

Love is not a lie

        The depressed people say love is a lie. But they have not ever loved someone, 'cause when it comes to love it's one in a lifetime - the big, the breath-stopping... When you find your real love, you'll find out you can't lie to your heart. When you're apart with your life-love it's so hard and you're just getting together again in some time - days, months... No matter. The souls that are meant to be together always find their way in the end. So love's not lie and I hope you'll be brave enough to find it out.
        Maybe too much "Friends with benefits" and Justin Timberlake... But my life also showed me love exist.

Barefoot

They all pretend to be something... They are trying to make me believe in their pretentions... but none of them are for real. It's all air towers. They say walk a mile in my shoes and you'll figure out what is like to be me. What is like to be you? Even you don't know, 'cuz you've never been yourself. I'll tell you - walk a mile barefoot and you'll find out who you are and what are you fighting for. Shoes give your legs their form. It's time for you to make your own, not to wait someone to tell you how and why.
Just walk a mile barefoot!

Home

Where is home?
Home is where I could be myself without doubting if people like me. I know the people who make 'home' love each other without reason - they just do. Home is where I find people who are ready to cry with me as much as they're ready to share my happiness. Home is where is mum, where is dad, where I find calmness.
Home is the look in the eyes of my boy. There I find the reason to live.
Home is where you feel good and nobody makes you feel as you're less than him. Oh, no, school is not my second home 'til there there are people who are carrying a chip on your shoulder.
My home - my room, my family, my boy, my friend (Petya).

Me and mum

My mum is person who is exactly the opposite of me. What I like, she doesn't. What I don't like, she loves. But there are some character lines of mine which are the same as her. For example, I love reading and I hate the taste of alcohol. However, most of the time me and her think absolutely different. I think sometime she's just too strong. You know, I don't visit too many discos but when decide to go she tells me to come back at 3.00 a.m. I feel like Cinderella. Others can always stay 'til they want... but me not. And, the hell, I'm 18, I don't drink, I don't smoke, I don't have sex with random boys. She knows it very well. And I am always visiting these places with my boyfriend who she knows and likes. I just can't understand her. Moreover, she pretends to be a modern mum.

My family

          I talk about me all the time, but I wouldn't be that person I am without my family staying behind me. What about them? Who they are?

          I remember years ago... we were full house of people - seven living under one roof: me, my sister, my father, my mother, my grandparents and one of my grandfather's brothers. I enjoyed that time more than I enjoy the current state of our house. My grandfather and his brother are gone. They're watching us from the clouds but it's far more different when they were here. My grandfather was always protecting me and was always, always waiting for me and my sister to come back from school on the front door. He loved us so much. I know he still does. And he was so proud of us, my grandmother says. What about her? She feels so lonely now and it breaks my heart into pieces to watch her waiting for him to come back. It has been almost two years but the life-long true love could never be forgotten. I also miss him. Sometimes when I come back from school, I expect to see him on the front door, but he was never there after January the sixteen, two thousand and ten. I just see his photo and greet him in my heart saying 'Hello, grandpa!' And I can feel he's smiling.

           My father is so far away. It's so painful for a child to miss one of its parents. We spend about a month or month and a half in one year together. I know he misses us too much, but money are never enough... Sad reason.

          My mother spends a lot of time with us. Her job is good and she has much free time.

My sister is an artist. Well, at least she studies graphic design. She's getting better every day.

We are good family. We have always been. And I am happy I'm born here. :)

My Dear Teacher

There is such a lovely Bulgarian song called "Uchitelko liubima" (My Dear Teacher). The song tells about an young woman accidently meeting her school teacher on the street. It's really heart-breaking song. It always makes me cry. It tells about the times when the young woman was a student and the things that the teacher has made for her and her classmates.

Today I remembered that song. Soon it will means more for me. When I finish high school everything will be changed. I'm really gonna miss this time.

In my life there were teachers who really deserve that song. My first class teacher - I will never forget. She has been so nice. And she really cared about our class. My first class teacher teach us about life. Although we were just one to four grade, she could always tell something in a way that we understood it.

The next teacher I will always, always love is my math teacher in five to seven grade. She made me math lover. And definately - the better teacher, the bigger interest in the subject.

My favourite teachers in high school is a hard question. But I definately have and they are more than one. For example, my class teacher, my math teacher, my new English teacher (may be. She's really interesting person.), my biology teacher and so on, and so on. Strange. I thought there aren't this many teachers who I like. Sometimes you really need to do a list. :)

So.. I use this article just to remember the people who deserve to be remembered. :)

The Most Valuable Thing in the World

There are many fairytales which tell about people searching for the most valuable thing in the world. They try to find it in rich countries. But in fact we all have it in our hands if we can appreciate it.

It's the love, family, relatives, friends, health. You could have it all if you remember that money don't buy happiness.

Picture: Bukvar

Survachka

Recently I used to have some free time and I started new hobby. It's drawing. My pictures are none to my sister's but it's just a matter of time and experience, I think. Some of my recent drawings you can see in my blog www.aneliyaya.blogspot.com which is written in Bulgarian. Here I'll show you the last picture and I'll explain you what it means.

That's one decorated cornel twig which is known in Bulgaria as survachka (I'm not sure if the transliteration's right.) It's really, really popular here in Bulgaria. On the first New Year's day children use it for tapping there parents and grandparents backs wishing them Happy New Year. The tradition says that the tapped person should give some money or cookies to the children.
I know it's not the right time for this publication, but now you'll have enough time to make one of these and decorate it as you wish. :)

Kiril and Metodiy

Soon I heard bad news from a teacher of mine. She told us that students all over the world thought that cyrillic alphabet is made by Kiril and Metodiy. Yes, that's right. What's the point of this publication then? They said that Kiril and Metodiy are Russians. Please?! Even there names don't sound like that, people. They are known as the brothers from Salonika but that doesn't mean they're Greek, too. Salonika, in this years, has been part of Bulgaria. And guess what? The Bulgarians have made the cyrillic alphabet.
And it's time for you to find out who the Bulgarians are and what they've made for the world. Do you know that John Atanasoff's father is a Bulgarian, too? His surname is absolutely Bulgarian.
And what about Bulgaria? She's small beautiful country next to the Black Sea. Don't mess our great nature and country with our politics. You'll get lost.

The One

                                                    "Six billion people in the world, six billion souls... and sometimes all you need is one." P. Sawyer (OTH)

        I found the one. He, who loves me for real. Who deserves all my thoughts, all my days and nights. Who gives me flowers without any reason. Who makes me laugh. Who makes me cry. Who kiss me passionly. Who takes me everywhere with him. Who is not afraid to tell "I love her." Who tells me I'm beautiful. Who is having fun with me. Who knows what I like and what I love. Who knows what I really can't stand. Who understands me. Whose thoughts are close to mine... And more, and more...
Tell me what more can I want...

Username

How much I love spending my time with you. You are so cute, so kind. I can tell you everything and you are not afraid of telling me I'm wrong. You tell me I'm beautiful, you send me flowers, you hug me, you kiss me. What more could a person want? Maybe all the time of the world to spend it with someone like you. We talk for hours and you're never rude, I never get bored or tired. I just love you...
But where are you? I don't know the taste of your lips... When I turn off the computer, you're out of my life... like you've never been there. I search for you but I can't find you.
'Cuz you're just a virtual illusion. You're there behind the PC screen but I can't touch you. You're just an username, baby, and this is just a chat room. In real life you're so far away... and I know it, you'll never be there when I cry. Maybe you want to be, but we will never be together. The distance is the reason...
I can't continue living in a virtual reality, I can't kiss the monitor instead of hot lips... But I can't leave you, too... Now your username means all the world to me...

About me

I am Aneliya. I think I told you few days ago. I really like my name. It just sounds... like me. I can't ever imagine me with different name. Aneliya is so womanly.
What else can I say? I am 18. Oh, it was really long time dreaming of that age. So many things I can do right now. And so many - I can't. When you gain something, you lose something. It's the world's oldest game, you know. I don't wanna be any older. 18 is enough.
I have sister - little one. She's 15. Not so little in fact. She looks my age even a little older, but she's not. She's called Slavena. I have always dreamt of an older brother. But since I am the first child in our family that is impossible. So now my brother and my best friend is my lover Franc. We spend so much time together. And he knows probably anything about me. :)
That was the second article about me. Expect a hundred more. I am so selfish! :D Joke! Have a good time.

Smileys

Is that right? We are all becoming smileys - these cute little pictures that we use to express our feelings when we communicate virtually. And we do it much more than talking face to face, than hugging, than kissing... That's sad!
We really need to spend more time with our friends, not on the computer. If we continue the same way, soon we'll become just smileys - they won't even remember our faces. They'll think about us like little yellow head, smiling on the screen.
Nowadays, there's always something known as virtual love. I can't even imagine what's like to love someone who you haven't ever seen. You need a really good imagination - to feel his kiss, for example.
People are getting more and more strange! They lose their lifes. There are so much emotions to be lived! But instead of the real ones we live the imaginary ones.
Don't you think the time has come to switch off the computer and to switch on living to the max? :)

My New English World

Hi! Some of you know who I am from my Bulgarian blog www.aneliyaya.blogspot.com . But the others - don't. So let me introduce myself. My name is Aneliya and I definitely love writing. I want to be a journalist so I am practising here (Blogger). Long ago (in fact - not so long, about two or three years) I was very good in English. But now - not this much. Soon I am starting an English course so I made this blog to practise my English and to have a space where I can share my thoughts with bigger audience (that sounds so modest :D (not sure this is the right word)).
Please excuse me for the mistakes. I also admit that I use dictionary from time to time but I hope soon I'll be so much better. And I hope you understand me. :D Will be back soon! :*