Purseeees!

If you buy me these I will love you forever. Promise. They’re only 874, 1 058 and 1 063 € respectively.

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Ow, no! She's BACK!

Hello all my lovelies! Yes I am back! Be scared, happy or annoyed, but after my short (Short… almost 2 weeks :P ) break I am back and I am here to stay. I need a vent, a place to put my thoughts and things I find funny or interesting. And Vive La Difference is that place. Long Live the Difference right? That’s what I thought.

No I haven’t been crawled up in my bed for the last two weeks. Even though I sometimes wanted to. I’ve lived my sometimes hum-drum, sometimes exciting life. I got new pictures, quotations, songs, sites, idols, rants, obsessions and news. New jokes, must-read books, friends, sentence-structures and a new perfume. You won’t be interested in the last, but hey, I’m sharing.

You know Tetris? It is addictive, super-nerdy but also very, very cool. I’m beating scores at the facebook game, but I haven’t’ been on in a while. Vacation and stuff, you know. Well, check out this video. It’s genius, so inventive and mesmerizing. I get mesmerized by everything, but I loved this whole thing, even the sounds that I would find mind-troubling normally are kind of… nice? Watch it.

Marieke thinks her teacher is a total bore. What else is new.

Okay, let's look back. How old are you? How old do you feel then? Think back to when you were younger. When you didn't have homework assignments, deadlines and hungry stomachs to worry about. When you were intense happy when you got a new shiny racecar (the size of your fist) or a pink, glittery hairclip. The time that when your parents got home you felt like it was Christmas eve, that your grandmother stuffed you full of food because ''You have to grow big and strong.'' and the proud feeling of your drawing that everybody loved even though noone understood it. They would guess wrong (''Is it a giraffe? Owow, I know, a bunny? Don't cry honey, it is a beautiful turtle...'') but you didn't care, because you were loved anyway. The time were you didn't understand half of what the grown-ups said, and didn't care about the other half. Do you remember?

I sometimes miss that time, especially teh time were it was fun to just watch pictures. You know, you would open a book and ignore the odd black thingies and just let yourself sink into the pictures. I love pictures, and everytime I find a beautiful, artistic or crazy picture online, I save it on my computer. Call me crazy, but it is great. 

Check them out.  

I'm being random

Sara Bareilles - Fairytale

Isn't it just genius?! I'm marrying the person who has written the lyrics.

Hola Carola! You know how I never greet anyone in my posts and never say goodbye? Ever wondered why? Well, I suck at writing letters, but I rule at writing random posts. That's why.

I’m mad at my Itunes. It doesn’t work. I managed to delete some music files a while ago, and was all worried when I connected my Ipod to the computer. But, no, all the songs were still on my Ipod. They weren’t in my Itunes library however. So everytime I remember a great song and want to play it, the stupid things claims that it can’t find the file.

Cry me a river, stupid plastic thing with too much power!

The only reason I’m blogging right now is because I have to study for a major gym theory test tomorrow. I’ll avoid all studying, that’s because I have no self discipline. Apparently I need to live with my parents. Damn it.

You know Läkerol? The sweet tasting, totally addicting, ’’sugar free’’ pastilles? You should. Really.

I’m quite addicted to the purple ones at the moment, and today I saw a four pack of Läkerol, my favourite, purple, with a cool limited edition vintage box. I LOVED it and of course had to buy it. So there you go.

The box was a-la this: (I can't be bothered to take a picture so you have to survive with this grainy google-picture, like all the other blogs have.) (I'm being mean.) (Sorry.)

 Turns out, the ones in the limited edition pack are gross. They taste like peppermint-gone-bad with a nice touch of horseshit in there. A.K.A blegh. So now I’m stuffing the purple ones in my mouth and angry eyeing the green ones. I’m saving the box though.

Alles is liefde

Everything is love.

I don’t want to sound like a hopeless romantic but… EVERYTHING is love!

A kind smile from a stranger. A helping hand when you almost fall down. A compliment even though it is really exaggerated. The sound of laughter. The smell of freshly baked bread. And blooming flowers.

You know that when you want to, you can see the beauty in everyone? I don’t want to be a hypocrite but we all know it, so why don’t just say it: there are people who are prettier than others. Some of us are just plain ugly. But ever since the movie American Beauty I’ve started to notice the loveliness in every face. A certain reaction, a smile or even a look of anger, the little thing that makes us all beautiful, flashed by in a moment. I love it. And makes me happy.

You should watch the movie and really let it embrace you. It may seem weird and some of the characters are just creepy, but you will be impressed. Seriously.

NEVER shoot the messenger!

Tony: If Doctor Parnassus can really control people's mind, why isn't he ruling the world,then? Eh? Why bother with this little... side show?

Anton: 'Side show'? He don't... he don't want to rule the world. He wants the world to rule itself!
 

I went to see The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus and I have extremely mixed feelings about it. It was a beautiful movie, with the best backgrounds ans nice oneliners, but the whole thing was just so... weird. I like weird, I AM weird, but the movie came to such a sudden stop that I barely realized that it was over. I didn't totally get the story, and the *spoiler,spoiler* betrayal of Tony made me shiver. But it was fun to watch and a great performance of all the actors. It was Heath Ledger last movie and that was really weird to think about while watching his scenes. Depp, Farrell and Law did a great job, but I'd probably liked it better if he finished it himself.

Tony: Don't shoot the messenger!

I dodged that bullet! Well..

A childhood favourite, and I just love the video! <3

I was supposed to have a big test today, but the teacher forgot. I avoided all reading for the test yesterday, so I was totally stressed out this morning when I realized that I didn't know a thing. Hoping for his forgetness to save me, I tried to calm down my nerves. Didn't work. I'm suprised I didn't get a stroke. But anyway, I have to take it tomorrow or on friday... I think I'm going to study a little bit more tonight...

GRRRRRR.

Where is the moment we needed the most

You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost

You tell me your blue skies fade to grey

You tell me your passion's gone away

And I don't need no carryin' on

You stand in the line just to hit a new low

You're faking a smile with the coffee to go

You tell me your life's been way off line

You're falling to pieces everytime

And I don't need no carryin' on

Because you had a bad day

You're taking one down

You sing a sad song just to turn it around

You say you don't know

You tell me don't lie

You work at a smile and you go for a ride

You had a bad day

The camera don't lie

You're coming back down and you really don't mind

You had a bad day

You had a bad day

Bad Day - Daniel Powter

GUESS WHAT THIS POST IS ABOUT?!

Yeah, bad day. It started with not being on time for the bus, but that was saved by Anne Marte and her dad. Then there was the whole boring bang of the day. PE. In words. After that the big Spanish test, that suprisingly went great. I little pick-me-up before the unsocial free hour. Somehow I was in a foul mood, no matter how fun the people around me were. Another boring three hours, with Math problems that I could not understand. So okay, a sucky day at school. Who doesn't have those?

I kept running into nice, talkative people and I was walking around with a fake smile and that just made me uncomfortable. When I wanted to pay in the bookstore I forgot my pincode. I panicked, cursed my bad mood and tried desperatly to remember those 4 little numbers. But, nothing. I tried 5 times and the supernice lady behind the desk said that I should go to the bank, before the would block my card. And my money. More panicking. I tried it again outside, but no. Brain block. I hurried to the bank, and got there 5 minutes after it closed. Cursing my incompetent brain and trying to catch my breath and the idea that I could be unable to get to my money for some time, I decided to try one more time. And yes. I got the stupid code -.-

I want this:

Or:

 

When I straighten it I want this:

I normally get this:

Boohoo.

So today I decided to straighten my hair. All was well, and before the buss debacle I managed to do it right. It was poker-straight. I got out of the door and not even 5 minutes later curls started popping in front of my face. GREAT, was my thought. My hair does not stand humid weather it is just forced to curl. When it started to rain when I was running back and forth to the bank my hair started to act up and live it's own live. Grrr.

The thing is, when I finally decide that I love my curls and that I will embrace them with a gogeous hairstyle the next day, they won't listen. They will bend to all the wrong sides, be semi-straight at the bottom and puffy at the top or just try to force their way before my eyes. It's not easy being acceptive when someone up there decides that you don't deserve pretty hair.

 

A great article on curly hair

Here it goes again. When do I learn?

My favourite music video. Ever. Back to not concentrating on my Biology now. Thank you.

Fuck My Life

FMyLife

Get the guts to spill the beans!

I absutely love this site! Half of it is probably made up but it is bloody genius :D Some poele I feel sorry for, others deserve it and some of them are just whining. I'm kind of addicted, and check in several times on a schoolday to read the new ones or to press random and just laugh.

Check it out! ^^

Today my older brother and some of his cute friends came over. When we got inside my mom yells to me ''I got you some bigger tampons because you leaked all over your new underwear.'' They all started laughing. FML.

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Today, I was on the city bus, and there was a woman and her child sitting behind me. I began to feel tugging on my jacket so I leaned forward, assuming the child was pulling at my jacket. I sat back and felt the tugging again. After a couple of minutes, I heard the mother say ''stop chewing on that!'' FML.

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Today I learned that if you accidentally sit on a hamster, instead of dying, it bites your testicles. FML.

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Summertime, and the weather is lovely...

What I Wore

Sunny days are calling

Please come out and play

To go out cruising you need no reason

You just enjoy the happy season

All you're searching for

Is to have a good time

Laughter rides alongside you

These happy days, they get you through

If the sunshine tells you ''come out and play''

You never ever hesitate

And open up the gate

To wander far, far away

Looking at the bright blue sky

Clouds and rain will pass you by

Because you knwo for sure

Having fun is the cure

Today I was looking through the archives of some of my favourite fashion blogs in Spanish, and I got all summery. (What, do you pay attention in Spanish? No you don't) I was admiring the pretty photograps of skirt and short pants, blue skies, smoothies and brown skin. The little tingling longing for warmer days filled my head, and ever since I've been daydreaming about swimming. I'm just so sick of the snow, the cold and the darkness. I'm sick of HAVING to wear throusers, of slip-free shoes, frozen red ears and dead toes.  

Where is the sun?

Sam Cooke - Summertime

My summer is:

Green grass and sunny pictures in my grandma's backyard.

Hilarious family gatherings.

Catching blue jellyfish and trying to avoid the red ones, while assuring my cousins that they won't bite.

Water and sand. Everywhere.

 Fond memories of Torquay and gorgeous pictures to look at.

Where are the leaves?

Some of my favourite fashion blogs, that both inspire me and chase the boring Geography or Biology (Spanish, English and Social's) lessons away :

Afeitar

A lovely blog about fashion and baking. She has such a beautiful classical style with polkadots and flowery fabrics. The colour red never goes far away in her outfits and it pops.

Calivintage.

An American girl with the coolest, funkiest outfits. I could steal half her wardrobe.

The Clothes Horse.

A great photographer and stylist with flaming red hair (of which I'm very jealous) and amazing accessories.

What I Wore

A great inspiration, with sometimes classical and sometimes bohemian clothes. Her blog is cool to read, with close descriptions of what she wore and where.

I went shopping today, and I coulnd't help being carried away by the new spring clothes everywhere. I had to remind myself of the fact that I am poor and that there are still some months of coldness left. I stayed strong, bough only stuff on sale and just one flowery skirt.

I'm so proud.