Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Do not approve...Teva sandals
Monday, November 29, 2010
Sunday, November 28, 2010
Saturday, November 27, 2010
Back to ze real world
Hello Hello Hello
I feel like it's been so long since I've blogged! (because it kind of has)
I assumed I would have wifi in Disney because I mean come on who doesn't havce wifi nowadays, but it turned out you have to pay $10 a day to use the wireless at disney's resorts which is dumb. So I only went on my computer about 3 times in the whole week. I didn't take that many pictures and now I wish I did..I always say I'm going to take a lot of pictures and then I just forget when I' m there.
Now I'm back to the cold weather and the real world wahhh. It's weird that only yesterday I was wearing shorts and now its like 30 degrees :((
I feel like it's been so long since I've blogged! (because it kind of has)
I assumed I would have wifi in Disney because I mean come on who doesn't havce wifi nowadays, but it turned out you have to pay $10 a day to use the wireless at disney's resorts which is dumb. So I only went on my computer about 3 times in the whole week. I didn't take that many pictures and now I wish I did..I always say I'm going to take a lot of pictures and then I just forget when I' m there.
Now I'm back to the cold weather and the real world wahhh. It's weird that only yesterday I was wearing shorts and now its like 30 degrees :((
Friday, November 19, 2010
DisneyDisneyDisney :))
I have to wake up SUPER early tomorrow to start driving to Florida. We're leaving at 4:30 in the morning :// at least we can sleep all day if we want to on the drive down. I feel like a little kid being so excited about disney haha but I think it's actually more fun going when you're older...all I remember from when I was little was wanting to go one the "It's a small world" ride over and over and over...and that's probably the creepiest ride ever created.
Also, i conquered my worst fear today...getting my blood drawn EEEP. Well when I say I conquered it I mean I got it done and only cried while it was happening, not before. It is an improvement from my previous experiences though...the first time my mom had to pay me to get out of the car and the second time I refused to give the doctor my arm. Embarrassing right? It's not that I'm afraid of it hurting I just hate the sight of my own blood it makes me feel like I'm going to pass out. Then just sitting there with a tube in your arm as it's being sucked out of me is more than I can handle. BUT I survived and almost handled it like an adult this time.
but anyway, I'm not the biggest wildfox couture fan because I think it's overrated but I will admit that their ads are usually creative and amusing.
Also, i conquered my worst fear today...getting my blood drawn EEEP. Well when I say I conquered it I mean I got it done and only cried while it was happening, not before. It is an improvement from my previous experiences though...the first time my mom had to pay me to get out of the car and the second time I refused to give the doctor my arm. Embarrassing right? It's not that I'm afraid of it hurting I just hate the sight of my own blood it makes me feel like I'm going to pass out. Then just sitting there with a tube in your arm as it's being sucked out of me is more than I can handle. BUT I survived and almost handled it like an adult this time.
but anyway, I'm not the biggest wildfox couture fan because I think it's overrated but I will admit that their ads are usually creative and amusing.
Next time I post I'll probably be in Disney or maybe on the way to Disney depending on when I find internet. Now I must sleep...then roll out of bed and stumble into the car at 4 in the AM!
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
Tuesday, November 16, 2010
Now I'm ready to start
I haven't been writing about what goes on in my life too much. I try! but nothing comes out. I think it's due to the fact that I feel like I'm in this weird in between stage in my life right now. Like I'm going through the motions, doing what I have to do, but really just waiting for something to happen.
Tonight was the last night of my 31 day Netflix free trial :( So my plan was to cram in as many movies as I could tonight but I got home too late to even watch a full one. I guess I'll just have to make another email and get someone else to lend me their credit card so I can make a new account.
Netflix watch instantly and Starbucks drive thrus are the best inventions, I swear.
So I think I'm going to try this new thing where I don't stay up till 1 in the morning on days when I have to wake up super early for work. Which means I have go to bed ASAP
Goodnight!
Ready to start by The Arcade Fire
Monday, November 15, 2010
Books worth reading
weheartit - A quote from my favorite book of all time Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close by Jonathon Safran Foer. READ IT <333
The Book of Laughter and Forgetting- Milan Kundera
"He wanted to efface her from the photograph of his life not because he had not loved her but because he had."
"To Laugh is to live profoundly"
"To put it another way, every love relationship is based upon unwritten conventions rashly agreed upon by the lovers during the first weeks of their love. On the one hand, they are living a sort of dream; on the other, without realizing it, they are drawing up the fine print of their contracts like the most hard-nosed of lawyers. O lovers! Be wary during those perilous first days! If you serve the other party breakfast in bed, you will be obliged to continue same in perpetuity or face charges of animosity and treason!"
"And I ran after that voice through the streets so as not to lose sight of the splendid wreath of bodies gliding over the city, and I realized with anguish in my heart that they were flying like birds and I was falling like a stone, that they had wings and I would never have any."
The Anatomy Lesson- John David Morley
The Book of Laughter and Forgetting- Milan Kundera
"He wanted to efface her from the photograph of his life not because he had not loved her but because he had."
"To Laugh is to live profoundly"
"To put it another way, every love relationship is based upon unwritten conventions rashly agreed upon by the lovers during the first weeks of their love. On the one hand, they are living a sort of dream; on the other, without realizing it, they are drawing up the fine print of their contracts like the most hard-nosed of lawyers. O lovers! Be wary during those perilous first days! If you serve the other party breakfast in bed, you will be obliged to continue same in perpetuity or face charges of animosity and treason!"
"And I ran after that voice through the streets so as not to lose sight of the splendid wreath of bodies gliding over the city, and I realized with anguish in my heart that they were flying like birds and I was falling like a stone, that they had wings and I would never have any."
The Anatomy Lesson- John David Morley
The Unbearable Lightness of Being- Milan Kundera
"When the heart speaks, the mind finds it indecent to object."
The Breakfast of Champions- Kurt Vonnegut
In order to be whole again
"I always desired his mistresses.
I took on an unhealthy obsession with each one so predictibly that I half dreaded his affairs in anticipation of my future fixation and half waited with giddy excitement.
I studied these women, trying to see them through his eyes and through the eyes of the world. I gathered as much information as I could trying to figure out what they had that I lacked and what drew him to them.
I wanted to determine if he secretly thought they were better looking than me through their pictures.
I stacked them all up in my mind, the different angles, settings, and poses and tried to turn them into real people that could be standing in front me.
I needed to reduce them to simple living people in order to go about my daily life unafflicted.
It's so strange; instead of getting angry, throwing dishes and threatening to leave him I studied his choices with fascination and crippling jealousy and in turn developed a passion for the women that exceeded his.
I'm not so indifferent that I'm not hurt, each time I hear of another affair the knife crafted from betrayal and lack of attention is pushed deeper into my self worth.
I stare at him in disgust from across the table as we eat dinner. I seathe in anger when he looks into my eyes or tries to joke around with me.
However, the feelings always pass and I am left alone to sift through all of the information I collect.
It is only superficiality that fuels this obsession, but I can't help staring in the mirror longer on these mornings. Every mistress makes me less beautiful. They become parts of my soul that needs to be reclaimed in order to be whole again. "
I took on an unhealthy obsession with each one so predictibly that I half dreaded his affairs in anticipation of my future fixation and half waited with giddy excitement.
I studied these women, trying to see them through his eyes and through the eyes of the world. I gathered as much information as I could trying to figure out what they had that I lacked and what drew him to them.
I wanted to determine if he secretly thought they were better looking than me through their pictures.
I stacked them all up in my mind, the different angles, settings, and poses and tried to turn them into real people that could be standing in front me.
I needed to reduce them to simple living people in order to go about my daily life unafflicted.
It's so strange; instead of getting angry, throwing dishes and threatening to leave him I studied his choices with fascination and crippling jealousy and in turn developed a passion for the women that exceeded his.
I'm not so indifferent that I'm not hurt, each time I hear of another affair the knife crafted from betrayal and lack of attention is pushed deeper into my self worth.
I stare at him in disgust from across the table as we eat dinner. I seathe in anger when he looks into my eyes or tries to joke around with me.
However, the feelings always pass and I am left alone to sift through all of the information I collect.
It is only superficiality that fuels this obsession, but I can't help staring in the mirror longer on these mornings. Every mistress makes me less beautiful. They become parts of my soul that needs to be reclaimed in order to be whole again. "
Saturday, November 13, 2010
BoStOn
Butttt I'm officially a NORTHEASTERN HUSKY nowww haha (even though I have a little less than 2 months still until I actually go there)
Now I have to go pick up my pay check at work and pray on the way there that it's more than my last pay check.
Wednesday, November 10, 2010
The most adorable
Aren't these the cutest things ever? There's a bunch more too at mihi.se
I'm not even sure if you can order outside of Sweden or if it would cost a fortune but I want a pair to take to college. They would make me so happy just looking at them!
I have lots to do tomorrow so I should probably go to sleep. I have German class in the morning, then I'm meeting my grandma for lunch at Panera yumm, then me and my mom are leaving to stay overnight in Boston for my orientation at Northeastern on Friday. I'm nervous :/// but I guess I shouldn't be because I'll just be picking out classes and meeting with advisors. There's so many things that still need to be figured out before I go there in January it's a little overwhelming.
AND in exactly ten days I will be in Disney World with Geno and his fam. I'm so excited...Disney is like leaving the real world and entering fantasy world where nothing exists outside of the park gates.
Tuesday, November 9, 2010
Sweets and Russian ballerinas
She had the tiniest wrists.
They reminded me of innocence and I wanted to wrap my fingers around them to feel them touch at the other side.
I looked up and saw her watching me stare at her wrists and I quickly looked away because the look in her eyes was not welcoming. I wanted to tell her she had nice wrists to explain myself.
Is it weird to tell someone they have nice wrists?
I think her name is Marzipan and it reminds me of sweets and Russian ballerinas twirling in a whirlwind of grace of poise.
I became increasingly enthralled by her and chocolate ballerinas danced and danced like wind up toys through my brain.
For the first time in my life I had observed something perfect and that is a memorable moment in anyone's life.
How can something as susceptible to abnormalities as humans ever come clost to perfect?
I thought of the right thing to say to her, she was sitting so close to me.
I was so fixated on her appearance and the slight flicks of her wrist that I coudln't imagine her having a personality, her face and body being animated with emotion because she remained so focused on whatever she was writing.
It's impossible to determine temperment through a face and I don't know what my ideal personality would be to be able to fantasize about it in my head.
So I imagine she has a sadness to match the perfect proportions of her face.
And as I fall asleep that night as I imagned her a wind up toy twirling and twirling over my nightstand just to lull me to sleep.
They reminded me of innocence and I wanted to wrap my fingers around them to feel them touch at the other side.
I looked up and saw her watching me stare at her wrists and I quickly looked away because the look in her eyes was not welcoming. I wanted to tell her she had nice wrists to explain myself.
Is it weird to tell someone they have nice wrists?
I think her name is Marzipan and it reminds me of sweets and Russian ballerinas twirling in a whirlwind of grace of poise.
I became increasingly enthralled by her and chocolate ballerinas danced and danced like wind up toys through my brain.
For the first time in my life I had observed something perfect and that is a memorable moment in anyone's life.
How can something as susceptible to abnormalities as humans ever come clost to perfect?
I thought of the right thing to say to her, she was sitting so close to me.
I was so fixated on her appearance and the slight flicks of her wrist that I coudln't imagine her having a personality, her face and body being animated with emotion because she remained so focused on whatever she was writing.
It's impossible to determine temperment through a face and I don't know what my ideal personality would be to be able to fantasize about it in my head.
So I imagine she has a sadness to match the perfect proportions of her face.
And as I fall asleep that night as I imagned her a wind up toy twirling and twirling over my nightstand just to lull me to sleep.
Monday, November 8, 2010
Around the world Novemeber
Vogue Turkey
Harper's Bazaar Spain
Vogue UK
Vogue Italia
Marie Claire Turkey
Vogue Russia
Vogue Paris
Fashioncopious
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