One day it will please us to remember even this

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

2007-06-19T07:42:05Z

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.

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.

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.

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

2007-06-19T07:41:01Z

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.

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.

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.

kikiloo @ 2007-06-18T12:43:00

2007-06-18T11:15:09Z

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.

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.

the polit buro.

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

2007-06-11T10:39:24Z

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.

you are the saddest thing i've ever seen

2007-06-05T08:05:39Z

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.

he changed his look for you...

2007-05-31T10:26:29Z

...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 :)

man sieht nur mit dem herzen gut.

2007-05-24T10:32:15Z

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.

rock-a-hula, BABY!

2007-05-22T07:03:42Z

happy birthday, quiffy.

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

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

2007-05-21T11:07:34Z

fuck. the world is gruesome.

>>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.

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

2007-05-14T11:22:42Z

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.

come to me and i will love you to death.

2007-05-08T07:30:33Z

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.

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

mother latin and her daughters. bridle youselves.

2007-05-03T10:48:07Z

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.

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....aus dem weg, ihr nichtnutze!

2007-04-26T11:19:13Z

1. Do you still talk to the person you LAST kissed?
yup, it's ma mum.

2. Have you ever seen your best friends cry?
at least she tried to hide it, but: yes

3. What kind of vitamins did you take as a kid?
iodine. my teeth, you know.

4. What is the last thing you ate?
toast with tuna

5. Did you get any compliments today?
they said my skirt's hell short. is that a compliment actually?

6. Have you ever gone to court?
no. i have no intention
7. Are most of your friends guys or girls?
girls

8. Are you friends with your neighbors?
a bit though i hate them and find they're quite annoying me.

10. What languages does your dad speak?
german and polish

11. Where have you lived throughout your life?
crappy hometown
OMG WHERES 12?
hmmm maybe I will make my own question up then!!!

13. When was the last time you drove more than 15 minutes?
i'm still doing my license.

14. Do you get distracted easily?
hohhoohoooo, yeah.

15. How is your mood today?
ok, though love's making me down

16. Have you ever played Spin the Bottle?
don't forget i'm still a little girl :)

17. Have you ever toilet-papered someones house?
no. this is not american pie.

18. Have you ever had a crush on your sister's/brother's friend?
no sister/brothet = no crush
19. Have you ever gone to a beach?
yup.

20. Have you ever had a stalker?
noooo.

21. Do you remember your music teacher's names from primary school?
i didn't have a music teacher at primary school though i remeber my first one: frau klövekorn

22. How good is your eyesight?
hahaaaa, my glasses are as thick as the ground of a bottle.

23. Have you ever gone to a party?
yar.

24. Would you ever want to swim with the sharks?
hahahaha...no.
25. What would you say if I told you I was in love with your brother?
'well, i wouldn't.' or
'watch out, he never washs under his armpits.'

26. Have you ever been out of your country?
yes

27. Have you seen your best friend naked?
not totally

28. What's the best wedding you've been to?
my cousins (and it was also my first and hopefully last one. i hate weddings.)

29. Would your parents be mad if you got suspended for fighting?
only if there wouldn't be a good reason for my reaction

30. Where is your sibling right now?
no sibling!

32. Do you have a Coach, Fendi or Louis Vuitton purse?
no. i don't possess a purse.

33. What's the last dream you can remember?
i've been my best friends former toilets because i love the sound of its flush.

35. Who was the last person who called you?
lina

36. What time did you wake up this morning?
8.30 am

37. What did you do this weekend?
enjoining the mr wolf concert

38. What does the 4th text message on your phone say?
omg with the monument? call bela, we need money for moz.

39. Do you drunk dial/text?
hmmm?

40. When was the last time you were really sick?
in my holidays. it's always like i'm only sick in my free time

41. Who's the last celebrity you touched?
patrick wolf

42 What's in your back pocket?
i'm wearing a skirt. it' so small, it has not space for pockets.
43. Like two christmas's ago?
no. don't like christmas

44. Do you want to be pregnant right now?
no, never?
45. Do you wear colored contacts?
no, just contacts.

46. How do you get to school?
go by bus though it's just 700 metres or so. I AM LAZY

47. What were you doing at 4am this morning?
sleeping. probably dreaming of eating.

48. What do you usually do first in the morning?
drink water and sniff = hay fever
feel free to answer them too, it's nice to have something to do. (uh, i'm dazzled. it actually rhymes. success!)

unicorns still rule the world.

2007-04-24T07:23:14Z

here they are.
mr wolf on celluloid.

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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.

you make me sweat at funny places.

2007-04-23T11:14:24Z

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.

you look like elvis on crack

2007-04-20T07:44:02Z

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

that means: no gig tonight.

tss...

so THIS is what you call socially acceptable?

2007-04-19T11:18:09Z

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.

kikiloo @ 2007-04-17T09:08:00

2007-04-17T07:33:50Z

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.

puoi sensare la musica?

2007-03-29T09:18:38Z

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.

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

2007-03-27T09:37:34Z

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...

soziologische monographien. boo-ya-cacha?

2007-03-22T11:45:51Z

OH MY GOD I AM SO HAPPY FOR TWO DAYS AND I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!!!

here's the story: on monday my friend came back from a seven day graduation trip in
engerland and she brought along nice little thingies for me!!! this package consisted
of two david bowie vinyl singles... the book of "the l-shaped room" and dera ladies
and gentlemen: THE FUCKING BRILLIANT "THE ORPHANS" ALBUM BY
KRISTEEN-i wanna marry her-YOUNG. the sticker on the cover says the "kristennyoung
is a mixture of kate bush with the sound of metallica." umph? kate bush...ok, but "the
sound of metallica"? well...that's going too far. their music is not made of stupid electric
guitar starins compared with grumpy voice recordings, eh? what's the sense of such
stickers. probably not to inform people properly about the music they're going to buy.
whatever, forgetting my grumpness (is that a word?): kristeen is absolutely fab. good
ol' tony has done the right thing to grab her. she's so so wonderful and satiric.

my mamma's birthday is in three days. three. THREE! dad and me are so unconscious
about what to give her. she's getting 57. would it be kind of ...unpolite to give her a cream
against crinlkes? even if it'd by helene rubinstein or whatshitsmaneagain clinique which
i loooove? oh, we just can't decide, but yesterday my mum came up with a preposition,
pitiful watching my forehead in crinkles, to give her opium.

...opium? dad's first reaction was a shocked face as i told him the news in the car while
he was driving me and Lina back home from PE.

dad: "have a good dealer?"
me: "yup...his name's Önder and he's quite discreet when it comes to mums with explicite
drug wishes, y'know?"
lina: "urmm...OPIUM?"
dad: "are you sure? don't want to explain the police why your mummy's in hospital because
of an overdose..."
me: "relax, daddy... realx, got everthing under control. call him when we're at home, ok?"
dad: "what are his prices?"
me: "he' trying to keep them low as far as he can. i take the turkish one, ok? heard it's the
best."
dad: " do as you please, i just want to see mum's happy."
lina: "that's surely not a book, eh?"
me: " nooooo lina. it's a perfum by yves saint laurent."
dad: "yup. AND it's goooooood."

just as he said, mummy... I WANT TO SEE THE GIRL HAPPY.

yesterday at drama class we desperately tried to watch a film one of the mothers shoot as
we played "Tintenherz" last november, because...WE'RE GONNA PLAY IT ON A KIND OF
"DRAMA CLASS" MEETING IN OUR CRAPPY HOMETOWN.....YAYE! it's placed in may and
now we have to rehearse it again, because we all forgot our texts...so we wanted to watch
the meant film...and we failed. hasn't worked. damn techniquè!!!

ps: pettythief, i a few days i will know why i remind you of "the l-shaped room"! hooray!

i am not licensed to do anything

2007-03-20T08:29:55Z

i got tagged by magnoleo the other day...

List seven songs you are into right now, no matter what the genre, whether they have words, or even if they're not any good but they must be songs you're really enjoying now. Post these instructions in your LiveJournal along with your seven songs. Then tag seven other people to see what they're listening to.

well, seven songs... as i'm not a song. listener, i have to post my seven favourite albums.

01. X-Ray Spex germ free adolescents

02. The Organ grab that gun

03. Klaxons (how's the name of the album again? ...something like ...myths of the new future?)

04. Siouxsie & the Banshees join hands

05. The Gossip standing in the way of control

06. Maximo Park our earthly pleasures

07. Liasions Dangereuses etre assis ou danser

but ...ehem.. i'm also very attraced to lady sovereign's "love me or hate me"... this girl's really trying to do the kind of "ohh.. i'm in my twenties, but i'm still tryin' to look like i were fourteen, bitches!". nonetheless i adore her. waht a strange world.

wait, i almost forgot again to tag the other seven people who are now forced to do this also..hee hee. i tag pettythiefmister_lobsters, lost84, sugarwine , gladiolishaker , microworlds and david_macgowan !

latin is going to break me down.
some school-gossip, ya!

WHAT THE FUCK MY HORRIBBLY CRUEL LATIN TEACHER GAVE ME A C+ IN MY LATEST LATIN TEST I GOT BACK TODAY!!! this thing was so incredibly dumb...he was like "...urm, this text is going to have about 51 words...so it'll be easy, eh?" BUT IT WASN'T! it was just teh hardest latin text i ever had to translate, but i made it somehow, am proud somehow.

go away seneca GO! to HELL!

mnyjbfa<eb<fe f<fi<huiehjbfengioen IUGYIEHkjbykesfbib!!! ...sorry, i coudn't think of anything good.

2007-03-15T12:16:06Z

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why the hell are some people even too stupid to get tickets before the concert's sold out? wanted to go to a Bloc Party concert in cologne which will happen in may. told my friend about it last year at christmas-time and said she should get the tickets this time, because normally i'm the one always buying the crap and this time i was quite chiefly when it came to the point of being the general dogsbody for everyone. so i phoned her (remember: it was christmas-time...) and she agreed. she wanted to get the tickets 'as soon as possible, coz i want to be the one standing in the first row, eh?'

well...

about a month ago i got quite nervous about the stuff, because i haven't heard neither from her nor from some 'bought tickets'...phoned her again.

me: 'hullo, it's me...already have the tickets, girl?'
she: 'tickets...' (got confused already)
me: 'urm...yes.'
she: '...' (nervous breakdown for my part)
me: 'BLOC PARTY, YOU BITCH!'
she: 'ohhh...well, erm... i was lo-looking in the interwebs and stuff and couldn't find anything, y'know?'
me: 'you crappy little thi...I CAN GIVE YOU THE FUCKIN' TELEPHONE NUMBER WHERE YOU CAN RING TO GET THE BLOODY TICKETS!'
she:'...okay..'
me:' just stop saying okay coz you fucked it up! i phoned them a week ago and they told me the crap's SOLD OUT!'
she: '...'
me: 'it's senseless speaking to you.'
she: 'but i tried! honestly...i tried it!'
me: 'where the hell? at urmineedwhatstheirnameagainimsuchanemogirlbuticantbuyticketsproperlyblocpartyticketsnow?.com or what?!'
she: 'no....sorry'
me: shut up, ok? next time you won't go anywhere with me!'
she: 'that's not a reason for shouting at me!'
me: 'oh, yes IT IS!'

then our conversation ended somehow. ok, i expressed the whole thing a bit exaggerated but i were just so pissed of by that brat.

whatever, to calm myself down...here's some picspam part II.

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2007-03-13T12:07:24Z

            watched 'clay pigeons' a few days ago and i have to confess now that i'm physically attracted to
                                                       my sweet-heart joaquin phoenix...



since saturday i wish he'd be my boyfriend...even came up with the name i'd call him: quin. sounds like keane, but whatever... how stupid is that? i'm starting to hallucinate of things i'll never reach or come up with. poor me, see what life made me to. next time i probably start with smothering some wankers with kisses coz i'd think they'd be my boyfriends...or i'll start watching movies like spiderman...i actually tried it last sunday but failed. the only thing that cheered me up was the fact that 'MJ' acted in "the importance of being earnest" which is such an antithesis to the dumbness of this movie.

two days after my start of work at the bakery my feet are sore...but still i'm wearing my peep-toes at school today hahaha...just imagine all the looks i get when i walk up the stairs. horrific how easy you can unsettle somebody's mind just by wearing things the only know from late night telly... getting exicted now of the fact that i'll probably wear my new stockings AND the heels tomorrow or so, can't wait for their reaction.

another thing that honestly cheered me up happened yesterday: i dunno who of you are still remembering my ovarian-cyst... y'know what?
it's GONE.
yeah. the crap has really been just an functional one which disappeared after my period. blood, i love you now!

explore my kegs, BABY!

2007-03-12T12:14:00Z

             OH MY GOD HAVE YOU SEEN THIS already?

                                                                is this sexual or is this sexual?!