?

Log in

< future love? | 0 - 20 |  
the lazy sunbather [userpic]

kissing oscar wilde's gravestone is the best thing i could do. paris, mon amour.

June 19th, 2007 (09:21 am)


           want a bit of my picspam? yes...you want to. btw the pics...i think i have to post them in parts. now see this as part one of merely a thousand.

Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket

yay. things i bought in paris and/or actually bought specially for paris. just like the ultralarge glasses i mentioned a few posts before. the yellow thing is actually a bag. the smallest one i possess. too small...argh! i found these records below at ground zero in oberkampf. did you know that there's a metro station called stalingrad in paris?! weird europe...weirdweirdweird. have i already mentioned that i cannot speak a word of french? so why the hell have i bought the magazine about björk? it's french, dumbhead! ...ooh but it's about björk. now i remember again. that's the reason. the poster is kind of stolen by the way. i couldn't stand the fact that somewhere in paris ( and not close to me) there's a poster hanging with hot chip on it. so i easily used my hands and grabbed it. huzzah!

and now i have the time to answer the most important question: what's this crappy bright thingy on the right?!

it's vintage. merely parisian nineties-vintage and bright. but never mind...my head's so full of crack, i will go through it.


Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket

huh!  the ordinary cover of mr wolf's 'accident & emergency'  turned out to be a fancy poster! oh i love merchandise...

...still this is so so boybandish...don't be ashamed to feel like a teenager now. i do indeed. it's nice.

the lazy sunbather [userpic]

kissing oscar wilde's gravestone is the best thing i could do. paris, mon amour.

June 19th, 2007 (09:21 am)

want a bit of my picspam? yes...you want to. btw the pics...i think i have to post them in parts. now see this as part one of merely a thousand.

Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket

yay. things i bought in paris and/or actually bought specially for paris. just like the ultralarge glasses i mentioned a few posts before. the yellow thing is actually a bag. the smallest one i possess. too small...argh! the records below i found at ground zero in oberkampf. did you know that there's a metro station called stalingrad in paris?! weird europe i think...weirdweirdweird. have i already mentioned that i cannot speak a word of french? so why the hell have i bought the magazin about björk? it's in french, dumbhead! ...ooh but it's about björk. now i remember again. that's the reason. the poster is kind osf stolen by the way. i couldn't stand the fact that somewhere in  paris there's a poster hanging with hot chip on it. so i easily used my hands and grabbed it. huzzah! and now i have the time to answer the most important question: what's this crappy bright thingy on the right?!

it's vintage. merely nineties-vintage and bright. but never mind...my head's so full of crack, i will go through it.


Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket

huh!  the ordinary cover of mr wolf's 'accident & emergency'  turned out to be a fancy poster! oh i love merchandise...still this is so so boybandish...don't be ashamed to feel like a teenager now. i do indeed. it's nice.

the lazy sunbather [userpic]

(no subject)

June 18th, 2007 (12:43 pm)

hullo again, dearest depressive mood. welcome back, i almost began to miss you during the last four days.

during the last four days... paris mon amour. came back yesterday night and -click!- the only thing i did was sobbing. i sobbed from arriving up to the point i finally found sleep. back home. i want to go back. back. back. back. i despise you.

now let me enjoyable burst into tears again. pictures and the retrospective will follow tommorrow. maybe. i think it won't.


Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket

that's the 'noir kennedy', a shop which was located about two minutes away our hotel next to the metro station saint paul. unfortunateley you cannot see the old victorian coffins they had put into the showcases. origin of the skinniest, most horrors-look-a-likes in paris this is. they sell vintage shoes/dresses (oh my god the dresses!) and laquèr-corsets siousxie would have loved. wanted to grab a guy...it hasn't worked.


Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket

the polit buro.

the lazy sunbather [userpic]

somewhere there's a feather falling slowly from the sky...we do not know the reason why...

June 11th, 2007 (12:34 pm)


i'm finally going to paris later this week. four days / and i won't understand anything they will tell me. want a card? give me your address = you'll get a card.
                                                                                             that's a deal, eh?


pettythief and me got tedious plans of creating a community that will sum up the weirdness of vintagehair

                                                                                             viva la weirdness!

                                                                              SEE YOU NEXT WEEK. GOODBYE.

the lazy sunbather [userpic]

you are the saddest thing i've ever seen

June 5th, 2007 (09:40 am)

dearest magali,

i'm so so jealous of you. remember how i spent new year's eve getting crushed by angry little girls and boozed old men? but what you've seen at rock am ring last weekend was hilarious!!! wait, that's a lie, i fear they meant business...clickee!
no more links anymore, ok?

my mum's depression's getting worse. that's why my dad and me decided to have a family day out and drove to cologne yesterday. he almost became mad because of the traffic he wasn't used to and panicked every five minutes. my mum instead sat in the back, watching and commented on everything he did. her lasting mood swings are serious by now, for she's changing her mood like every ten minutes...and the antidepressiva & meds are making her some kind of light in the head. even my dad's sometimes quite pissed off by her stupid questions she's asking us. like, my dad and me were looking for the right way getting us out of the city to the motorway and she was almost brabbling without stopping about this way and that way and why the navigation system's not working and if we'd like her new pair of shoes...while dad and me were losing our nerves. after we jumped a red light and now stood in the middle of a blocked crossway my dad verbally exploded in shouting at her to stop her from talking.

but though those incidents i got to see the city of cologne. it's brill. it reminded me of berlin and some polish cities with its rotten old buildings compared to glassy malls. i even found an english shop in a side street hidden from nosey looks. got some guiness there... afterwards we captured poor ol'  h&m and now i'm actually looking like some kind of a six-year-old klaxons fangirl wearing ultralarge glasses and a blue cardigan with big black hearts on it. they perfectly match my newly aquired my pink-glittering alice bad and silver-shiny chucks look-a-likes. not to forget the leather-imitating bracelet with stars and hearts and rainbows on it. it's kitschy, i know...but i ♥ it!

at last we visited the koelner dom. though i'm not religious in any way i was stunned by the building. and the windows.
fuck, more links...sorry.

the lazy sunbather [userpic]

he changed his look for you...

May 31st, 2007 (11:47 am)

...but you changed your life for him.

mud is the new plush. i went to a festival on monday and my shoes and my trousers (they used to be striped in black and grey) were sprinkled with mud. brown sludgy mud. bah. i spent the whole next morning with scrubbing and brushing but nothing worked on my them. now i fear that i have to put them into the washing machine...my trousers will certainly disband because the fabric is so thin already. wear them too much. there are just a few things that are worse than loving a pair of trousers too much and wearing them too often so the fabric becomes too thin...so many too's.

it was like a huge loveparade in good. we were took off extraordinary, especially when mediengruppe telekommander got on stage. they were playing germany's finest indie-dance-punk. faster and louder than !!! and almost better than lcd soundsystem. just sugarplum fairy pissed me off with their quite arrogant attitude.

now guess what happened there. better, who i met there accidentally. after about an hour me and two friends of mine arrived i suddenly saw the green mohawk of an quite ugly looking but nice punk from our partner school. so i was like: 'hmm...if he's already here...who would he certainly bring with him?' so i stupidly looked around his group of friends, trying to meet the face i knew. right besides him there layed the body of someone wearing cut-off black jeans and leather boondockers. fotgetting my secure environment i creeped around them and trying to hide at time behind other drunk punks and emos to not be seen by them. as i made fially made it has taken me about five minutes though they were only standing ten metres besides us. i politely greeted them...stalked up to the umbrella they had chucked to keep them safe from the rain (it rained all day and night long...that's why i was so pissed off by my muddy shoes and stuff) and took a look.  what do you think who was lying there and sleeping and having an immense flush? --massage girl--

oh my god. i was stunned. not by her....just because of the fact that we met each other although there were about 1000-2000 people around us.oh my god again. to awake her i gently stroked her cheek (uuh what was i thinking?!) and she opened her eyes. she didn't recognised me in the first moment so i was like: 'urm...know who i am?'

in the next half hour her  friends (including the huge punk) were trying to get her somehow to the next bus station.

so...we met again today at school and she somehow tried to explain me why she was that drunk that night.


ps: GOING TO SEE THE GOSSIP GIG IN JULY IN COLOGNE!!! thanks jessi for coming with me. fuck your holidays.

pps: one last thing: for i'm also going to paris in one or two weeks i'd like to know if there'll be any good gigs?  help me? thanks :)

the lazy sunbather [userpic]

man sieht nur mit dem herzen gut.

May 24th, 2007 (12:24 pm)


anthony & the johnsons make me wanting to cry my soul out. it was a mistake to put 'i am a bird now' on last night because it made me feel so miserable. i couldn't fall asleep for more than an hour and just cried and cried all the time. it was like strange feelings were coming out again. they evoked ....things i hate to think about...i tried never to think about again. they came out and all i was doing was sobbing and crying and whistleling invocations and my dearest wishes.

so after a while my head began to ache like blazes and everything from hair to chin to chest was wet from the tears. i finally found sleep at one in the morning and that's how i feel today. for about two or three days my life is completely apathetic. i act as if i had the blues. is that the state of melancholy? it feels quite...pleasant, to put it bluntly: i like it. this is strange, eh? those feelings are coming like waves. i'm laughing and stuff but in the next second i think that we're talking about complete nonsense and that everyone around me is shallow and we're just smattering around.

as if i'd live besides the normal for a few seconds or hours.

the lazy sunbather [userpic]

rock-a-hula, BABY!

May 22nd, 2007 (09:00 am)


happy birthday, quiffy.


Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket

you're not getting old, you're getting better all the year round.

the lazy sunbather [userpic]

...in the gaps between words...i'd like to tell you how much i love you.

May 21st, 2007 (12:41 pm)

fuck. the world is gruesome.

Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket

>>this picture shows sam riley with his new german girlfriend alexandra maria lara. <<

fuck lara. no...don't she's quite ok. GO AWAY.

...


i somehow got 'invited' to a birthday party last wednesday but i didn't go. why the hell didn't i?
instead i was sitting on my bed, noshing and watching the trash they call telly...this boy scares
me. that's why i didn't go. he is a friend of the boyfriend of a turkish friend of mine and he has
obviously a crush on me. that's what she says so far. her boyfriend says that too. everything
would be ok if there wouldn't be the fact that he acts quite weird when i'm around. once i stood
there at a bus stop, waiting for mine to come and then there he was. i already knew what this
all was about. he scuffled easily to me and with a smile he was like: 'hey, wanna visit me or what?!'
i almost chocked on my bap, but instead of that i answered as polite ast the situation wanted me to
be : 'no.' and kept eating. that obviously embarassed him a bit so he continued: ' i was just thinking,
because...well...my house is right there' and he pointed with his finger. i didn' t follow the wink. can
you image that two weeks before that he was living just two houses next to me?  'ehem...and that's why we don't meet at the bus stop before school anymore, y' know?'                                                    thank god.

so yesterday my friend told me how sad he was during his party that i didn't come with them.
he was expecting me. he called me kathi. he doesn't know me so why does the think he's the
one calling me kathi?!


remember massage girl? i'm going to see her in a few minutes. she wanted me to smoke with
her already. this is getting serious, heheee. maybe she also wants me to have her babies...oooh god.

just two theory lessons left and i can begin my driving lessons huzzah!

one last note to 'the world is gruesome': my friend called me yesterday night to tell me she can't go
to the gossip gig in a few weeks in cologne. now i certainly have to ask ally. never mind that you
don't know her...you won't anyway.                                      fuck.

the lazy sunbather [userpic]

...but you are dorian gray and i am sybil vane...

May 14th, 2007 (01:25 pm)

Dearest Mr Morrissey and/or Mr Cocker,


i appeal to your honour: don't let anyone keep staining the glory of your
beloved fatherland. don't let me be ashamed of having loved music
...british music.
never let any of those serbian sluts win, nor ukrainian transvestites with
skinny shaved legs in white tights wearing ultarlarge sunglasses.
i beg you.
we beg you.

save the grand prix. trash is ruling the world, but not this time.

with all my love,

k.

the lazy sunbather [userpic]

come to me and i will love you to death.

May 8th, 2007 (09:30 am)

peaches & cream are nice but what's better than a banana?
anyone remembering the thing i called job? they didn't call me up a month and i got pissed off by that so i attacked them in their store and asked nicely what's up to me now. one of the nicer girls there promised to talk to the big momma. fortunateley she didn't fail so i got called later that day. first day of may - day of work here in germany land (how fit & proper) - i got told to start next week on monday. yay! the time of earing money begins! if i'll stay at an average of about eleven hours a week i could make easily seventy euros a week which is much for me yet i'm still at school until three p.m. every day... next to having my driving lessons, sports, coaching (i forced them to read mr wilde now) and drama class.

drama

speaking of drama class: at wednesday we're having dress rehearsal and at thursday...there will be the performance. just until last friday i was actually missing my textbook and couldn't study anything but thank god there's mucken who found it down under sheet behind the stage. i've got one and a half days left. should start today... half of the scenery is unfinished so Lina and me have to work on the plastic bonfire tomorrow. no school = huzzah! wish me luck for the damn thursday! it's kind of a drama class meeting of our surrounding area and we don't want to disgrace ourselves. we surely will.

...

there's a girl that keeps touching me. well, not really touching, it's more like she suddenly grabs my hands for nonsense or strikes me accidentally. i know her for three months or so. she attends another school here in my hometown and still we see each other almost every day, because some courses of our school are mixed up. yesterday she started giving me a little massage before school. we were in our small entrance hall, waiting for the bell, me sitting on a bench, she standing in front of me. in a monemt or two she was right behind me and massaged me gently through my jacket. 'why are you wearing so much?' - 'erm, it's not much actually. (mistake!) it's more like thin thicknesses... to keep me warm, y'know?' it lasted about five minutes everyone staring at us. i felt a bit uncomfortable but still this massage was just...quite good. later that day she hugged me a few times as we were waiting for the bus to arrive. then she informed me being bisexual actually. ???

ps: can't help listening to Björk's Volta since yesterday. have fun.

Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket

http://rapidshare.com/files/28278123/Volta.zip

the lazy sunbather [userpic]

mother latin and her daughters. bridle youselves.

May 3rd, 2007 (12:45 pm)

heldentanz
oh my ... the latest weekend was stunning. went to an acoustic set of wir sind helden,
a german indie (?) not more i think)-pop-band last friday. made it to the second row
(it was placed in an old cinema and theatre) and judith holofornes and the others
were just mind-blowing.

on monday after i had my desperately needed dozens of sleep, and went to a rockabilly
gig with speedswings and...forgot the other band's name...sorry, though they were
better. a lot better. believe me.

brumm brumm...
had my very first driving lesson just a couple of minutes ago. i'm stunned. i want to drive
more and more now. i can't stop. licence, here i come!

the letter d
someone gave me the letter d and the excercise to list ten things which start with a 'd'. that someone is vicarinatutugal.

here it is. tooke me a while. sorry:

1. depressive mood i'm in, the : no explanation
2. daisies, grow little ones, grow!
3. dirty pretty things, carl go back to pete right   now!
4. dinkelbrot, urgh.
5. darvictorian, like this community
6. dumbledore, i think he's dead, right?
7. dancing with bleeding feet and high heels, is what i do almost every weekend haha.
8. dlkj<fna<LWNF>Ö:aKN, have been absent-minded for a while, excuse me.
9. duesseldorf, without you i'd be dead by now
10. drummer of kristeen young, the : i like him quite much.


[Unknown LJ tag]

the lazy sunbather [userpic]

....aus dem weg, ihr nichtnutze!

April 26th, 2007 (01:24 pm)

this is long. watch out. clickee!Collapse )feel free to answer them too, it's nice to have something to do. (uh, i'm dazzled. it actually rhymes. success!)

the lazy sunbather [userpic]

unicorns still rule the world.

April 24th, 2007 (09:11 am)


here they are.
mr wolf on celluloid.



Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket



much much thanks to magali, who made these wonderful pics and was so kind to send them to me.

please focus patrick's tatooes... i couldn't help stare on this unicorn he has on his right breast... i'm sure he felt kind of stupid watching me staring like that.

the lazy sunbather [userpic]

you make me sweat at funny places.

April 23rd, 2007 (01:13 pm)
current location: mna<lkfhöl nfand
current song: mr wolf

patrick made me sweat. and how he did. he performed 'tristan'. i didn't feel my legs afterwards. my head ached. the night wasn't cold anymore. the train home was a nightmare, yet the dreams of that night were adorable. i can't get the wish out of my head of living right where this gig happened. in a wrecked up old backyard with graffitti on the walls. where you can giggle because of 'ai bett yu lohk gutt on the dansflohr' is written on the toilet's cabin doors. where you never drink coca cola but premiun cola from hamburg. 'it's more expensive in fact...but the bottle is cute.' at least there was a nice girl standing next to me in the queue and during the gig. she sent me all the pics she has taken. even now i'm just too tired and lazy to upload them for you. there're loads and loads of them. i do it tommorrow. promise. now let me sleep and dream of patrick's smiling again. it makes me happy.

thank you, mr wolf.

the lazy sunbather [userpic]

you look like elvis on crack

April 21st, 2007 (01:43 pm)

lady sovereign has just cancelled her tour in europe and germany.



that means: no gig tonight.



tss...

the lazy sunbather [userpic]

so THIS is what you call socially acceptable?

April 19th, 2007 (01:15 pm)

omg, we're going to stage our play 'tintenherz' at a local kind of drama class meeting next month AND WE HAVE ONLY THREE REHEARSALS LEFT AND I CANNOT FIND MY BLOODY TEXTBOOK!!!

but the thing is: i'm planning to foist some oscar wilde stuff to our stupid dürrenmatt-loving woman who's managing it quite crappy though. she's also my school principal. stupid slut.

today, right after school, i'm heading for an another interview for a job though my other job is guaranteed for like 89 %, but i heard from a girl of my school that's she's also looking for the job and will be there too at the same time. so it's more a challenge for me to see if i could get the job despite any complications or rivals, hehe. you'll LOSE!



huh, a fly.


now it's gone.


bye bye.




dudz: i'll probably invest in stocks with another three friends, our plan is to huddle some money together, a hundred euros or so, and invest in oil and enery. hahaha, we will make the biggest money EVER. hope so. my mum wasn't really enthusiastic about that as i told her in the lift. she thinks we'll loose all our money and become homeless afterwards. poor mummz.



AHHHHH...I'M SO EXCITED OF THINKING ABOUT THE PATRICK AT SATURDAY THAT I JUST CAN'T STUDY FOR MY HISTORY AND BIOLOGY TESTS ON FRIDAY AND MONDAY...i'm so so fucked right now.

the lazy sunbather [userpic]

(no subject)

April 17th, 2007 (09:08 am)

everything's over.
easter is over.
holidays are over.
balcony is over.

but i'm going to see patrick wolf on saturday.

OH MY GOD.

one of the best encouragements since the maximo park gig was sold out. well, patrick stays in cologne and THAT means i have to go back by train. two hours sitting in the cabin doing nothing. i do it for you, patrick.

maybe i'm also going to see lady sovereign one day before (in cologne too). why cologne? WHY COLOGNE? duesseldorf's so so nice and so so close. the thing is: friday - lady sovereign, saturday - patrick, monday - biology fuckin' test. arrgh... we'll see.

...

i think i can possibly assume having a new job. at a backery, of course (what else have you thought of...i'm HUNGRY all the time) but now it's much more noble. its having a cafè within, ha! unpossible to compare this piece of bloody snooty-nosed old brats eating their daily portion of cake and having their lovely cuppas to the tracked down rooms (and costumers) of my former occupation. you can't belive how arrogant old people can be. especially those from poland and silesia. my trained ears sound their faint accents out. the're so snobby!

'i WANT a cup of coffee and the cheesecake over there!'
'would you prefer a larger cup to your cake? that's a specila offer of -'
'NO! i want my cup and NOTHING more!'
... and i still have to smile.

hope you all had a nice time.

the lazy sunbather [userpic]

puoi sensare la musica?

March 29th, 2007 (11:25 am)

Someone's turning seventeen today....

send ya flowers to yun_goes_cheeky .

what's left? oops, right: nice easter time everyone, hope you'll love your gifts, the world's fluffy blah blah...
see you in about two weeks, so don't mind if i don't give a sign. and...sorry...i'm not willed to keep on writing...i wanna sleep right now...

ps: i finally signed up for tmy license. today's my very first theory-thingy.

the lazy sunbather [userpic]

at least i didn' t gain weight....

March 27th, 2007 (11:31 am)


 i actually got fired from the backery ONE HOUR AGO.
they said something like "...urm...we think that we
merely need 'proper' workers and not just pupils
( tarts, bitches, whatever...) ...sooo have a nice day
 though."                                                                                        phh...nice day up yours!


                                                   watch out or i'll put some nice arsen in your cute little fairy cakes...

< future love? | 0 - 20 |