Hello again

It's been a while since I've last written anything here...( ok , lame try of being dramatic and cool-it's actually been like 42 hours and 34 minutes-but who counts) , but I just got inspired and felt the need to express myself - maybe it's the heat , maybe it's the summer running away from us , slipping through our fingers just like the sand used to last time we went to the beach. Anyways , I figured that my first post let out very little information about me. So , this one has the job to fill those holes .( just like my blog would be a huge , artistic vagina - oops , that was highly inappropriate- sorry not sorry)
Now , I don't know why any of you should be interested in knowing me ( that's because you aren't-I know , I know , stop rolling your eyes) but this is the only way I can think about in starting an online diary/blog/whatever , so yeah , I will go with it. Yay ! ( *praying* "please don't log out please don't log out please don't log out)
To be honest , I don't even know why I've started this blog anyway. It's not like I have something particularly interesting or amusing to share- But I guess I'm just trying to practice my English skills ( don't be fooled - every word that is written correctly is due to the "Cambridge advanced learner's dictionary- just saying , you know how annoying it is to have to use that? Is huge , heavy , and sometimes confusing ) and my writing skills and probably kill some time since I have plenty.And also , it makes me feel kinda important and profesional , like writing for a magazine or something -fun fact about me , I've always dreamed of being a novel writer -see , we already know each other better . 
So , my name is Alexandra and that's all you get to know because my last name would probably scare you off ( romanian , long , again , confusing) I'm sixteen and , unfortunately , I'm not living in the middle of Miami ( for all the Iggy Azaela fans out there this reference probably actually made sense) My birthday was one week ago , an the best time of my life was maybe like three weeks ago when I was in summer camp. When I can't breathe , I write. Breathing is actually very important to me , in the future you'll get to know why I'm saying-well , more like writing- that. I hate insects and I love pink , sunsets , books and tv shows. Harry Potter is my world. The film "About time" changed my life. I want to start a YouTube channel. I'm not a crier. I live in a small town , but extremely beautiful. I want to go back to London , this time for good. I write more often than I blink. I want to be Audrey Hepburn or Blair Waldorf. I'm strangely optimistic for someone with no social life. I'm  huge bookworm ( you've probably anticipated that from the numerous writing mentions- reading and writing are totally linked , they can't be without one another ) I've seen Mean Girls for , like , 15 times , and I could watch it again and again , I know all the words but that doesn't change anything. I can't swim and I hate that. I hate all the Romanian dishes - too healthy for me. Alex Turner is my husband , but he doesn't know that yet , and Arctic Monkeys is seriously the best thing that happened to the music industry since Beatles. Coffee never waked me up , but I'm still gonna drink it every single morning. I have my own concept about how I should live , like my own mantra or something - maybe somewhere in the future I'm gonna share it on my blog .I love everything beauty and fashion related , and I love recreating make up looks and outfits. I'm actually a pretty good liar. I love rain , all kinds of rain , including thunderstorms. I love classic things , from music to films . Disney is proof humans can do magic. I love going to the opera or ballet or theatre , rather than going anywhere else ( too bad none of my friends feel the same way so I end up going less often that I want to ) . I'm really interested in politics , I used to debate at a city debating club and I absolutely loved it - some people tell me I am leader cut , it might be true because I'm generally organised and a little bossy. I would love if I could candidate for school president next year but I'm afraid I won't have enough time. I make lists for everything , even when I get ready I list the things I'm supposed to put on my face , on paper. Lana Del Rey is my queen . 
Woah , too much information already? Well , if you kept on reading till here , hello again. Enchanted. 
Hello.


P.S. Here is more of my face :

My first time

So , believe it or not , this post is not going to be about that first time. That's right ladies and gentlemen , you aren't in for a new and updated 50 shades of Grey version ( although that would be really cool) You are going to experience five to ten minutes (  depending on how much of a fast reader you are) of my thrilling , surprising , exciting and totally boring life . Hope you enjoy !
I created this blog about three minutes ago , and ever since I've been debating with my inner voice on what should be the subject of my very first blog post. Should it be funny? Should it be a ranting about some of my favorite products? Should it be about my inability of expressing myself in English properly? ( I'm Romanian-Yes , it is an actual country. Yes , we do have internet connection )Well , it is your lucky day ! Because I've gone for the last one (*slow clap*)
For those of you who have been around this site for longer , you probably remember your very first blog post-the excitement , the thrilling emotion of starting something new , of going beyond your boundaries and limits and explore a new and artistic side of yourself bla bla bla. That side probably turned out to be a dark one when you realized you have no readers ( and , let's be honest - it happens to 99 percent of us. It's fine , it's probably going to happen to me too ) But , no matter how long has your writing career survived , you will always remember that first time. And I think that's one of the most valuable firsts in our life.
Sure , it's not like a first baby , or a first car , or the first "I love you" , but for an average sixteen-years old girl with no boyfriend that's the best it could get. So yay outcasts!
But , no matter what kind , I think firsts are important. And I seriously want to experience as many as I can up until the day I die. A great character from a great film once said "I love first times. I want my entire life to be composed by them. Life is only interesting if life is wide" ( and yes I totally memorized that. I thought you knew by now that I'm a no lifer)
So , If there are any of you actually reading this , share your firsts that you've experienced so far this year. I would love to hear about them all. And never , ever be afraid of making some more. Widen your horizons. Widen your life.
The only firsts from 2014 that I could think for right now are : my first boyfriend ( or , better yet , my first real as in more than three weeks boyfriend) my first summer camp , my first hangover , my first clubbing experience , my first trip to Greece , my first year in High School , my first sleepover ,my first time going to the beach with my bff's , my first laptop , my first tumblr post ( a litte bit of shameless self promotion-http://alexandravsl.tumblr.com/ this is my tumblr if you want to stop by and say hi ) my first really really really bad grade , my first love ( YouTube , that is ) my first cigar ( nothing to brag about since I kinda sorta maybe definitely regret it ) and , of course , my first blog post. So , up until the end of the year , I hope I will experience just as many firsts. And I hope that you will do the same