I spent yesterday mostly moping around. (Not even Niall Horan could cheer me up). And though I had decided to go to bed early, I sat up until 2:00 am. I was listening to a playlist on 8tracks when All I Want by Kodaline started playing, and I just burst into tears. It's not like we even heard that song very often in Ireland. But we did listen to it a few times, and we did occasionally sing it because Kodaline is an Irish group. One day we even heard a street artist sing it, and you should have seen the smiles on our faces. It was like all the pieces were falling into place. I did read that the best part about being a cancer (horoscope) is that you're maternal, and the worst part is that you're over emotional. I think that really describes me well. I've still been a bit morose today. The thing is, I always go and fall in love with the places I travel to. Some places more than others (really fell in love with Paris, actually). And I always have these post-travel-depressions. However, Ireland has been in my heart for a very long time, and it's one of the only places in this world that I really have wanted to go. I've got a lot of wishes for where I want to travel, but going to Ireland has been a dream. I remember Allie telling me about that time she went to Dublin, and I was so in awe of her tales. Initially I was afraid that I was getting my hopes too high, and that I would be disappointed. But the trip really exceeded my expectations. It's not until now that I've realised that a place can be gorgeous, amazing, wonderful -- but it's the people who really makes a place. I went to Dublin already infatuated with the idea of Ireland. And I got home, in love with Ireland. And coincidentally, I'm listening to another playlist on 8tracks now, and it's currently playing All I Want by Kodaline. I'm not going to cry right now, surely. You know what? I'm just looking forward to another trip to Ireland, because this might have been the first, but it's not the last. See ya, Ireland.
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onsdag 13. august 2014
lørdag 10. mai 2014
when the stars are the only things we share, will you be there?
My sister gave this chocolate egg to me this morning, whilst I was still in bed. I was chuffed, because chocolate. Apart from that I've read far too many fan fictions today. One about werewolves too, which is a bit too far from my comfort zone, because I'm not very into fantasy. And all wolf-related things doesn't really appeal to me. But it was good, and I've bookmarked it. The leaves on the tree outside my window is finally turning into the right green colour-- it's been looking a bit too yellow-y considering it's May. I told my sister about this, and I ended up saying: "so that's what I do these days, I observe trees". Speaking of trees, my mum almost cut down a whole tree today. I was a bit surprised when I walked past the window in the kitchen and saw all the branches on the grass. I've been reading about methods in research today; a lot about surveys and construction of questions. I didn't finish my school work yesterday, which is why I'm doing it now. It's not too bad, seeing as I actually think method is strangely interesting. It might have something to do with the book too though, because it's very straightforward. My goodness, yesterday I watched Essiebutton's newest vlog, and they went to see Grand Designs live. I ranted about this to Monchita, and I said "they really are my soul mates". It gives me hope that I'm not the only person who enjoys architecture, Grand Designs and Kevin McCloud. I went through my "favourite performances from the take me home tour" blogpost yesterday, and decided I should do it for the Where We Are tour as well. I'll probably write it in two weeks, when I'm done with the paper. Today I am going to watch the Eurovision final-- in three hours actually. I'm looking forward to snuggle up in front of the telly with some chocolate. Have a nice Saturday xx.
torsdag 21. november 2013
I will remember your face
Morning. I'm awake, and I'm cold, and I'm sort of still half dead. It's basically a very good environment for me to be all grumpy and likewise. But I'm pretty good for now. Just got myself a cup of tea to warm the "insides of my body" as I told Marble on our way to the train yesterday. Also said hello to Monchita who apparently isn't going to school, because is going to a lecture. And according to her, that isn't school. School is the building she's learned to know for the past four months. Anyway, Kiwi found out that she passed the math exam thing-y yesterday, so in celebration I obviously wrote her a fan fiction about Harry (her "husband" of months upon months now) congratulating her. It was a nice break from writing on my paper, and the perfect example of my ways of procrastinating. Not only will I read fan fiction, but I will write too. I thought I'd write a blogpost now, because I'll be too stressed later. Actually, I'm trying to avoid being so stressed, as I know it will tear on my immune system, and I sort of really don't want to become sick when travelling to Ale like I did last year. That horrible cough I didn't get rid of for ages-- yeah, no, it's very little enticing. Yesterday, Kiwi and I was sat in a group room that I had booked, and we were both working at our papers. But then I started sending her new One Direction music from Youtube via Facebook, and then I started sending random kid's TV, and she started doing it back-- and the thing is; with Kiwi, I can never remember where our trains of thoughts have started. It's like we jump from themes to themes, and in hindsight, I'll think "what the hell were we doing?". Anyway, the point is that I ended up watching bits of Littlefoot, which was my childhood movie, and it turns out it's made in 1988. That's ages ago (feels like it). Course I watched the scene where Littlefoot's mum dies, and I sort of almost started crying (had tears in my eyes). And then Kiwi left me to sit with Sugar. Well, I was supposed to move too, but I had this really great chair in my room, so I was very reluctant to go. In the end, I went to move over when Marble came to our school as well. It was nice, is the thing-- to be gathered with these people again. Also, Sugar was wearing dungarees, and they looked really nice (don't know where I'm going with that, but I thought it was worth mentioning. Don't mind my random trails of thoughts this morning) (speaking of random thoughts, Liam Payne is actually stupidly good looking, and he probably knows it, he's probably really smug about it that bastard). Anyway, I'm going to be really productive today. Also, I still have to pack (Marble just snapped me, asking if I'd packed yet), and I'm a bit afraid I'll forget something. But I'll cross that bridge when I'm there-- no use to be stressed about that right now. I'm not bringing my computer with me-- or, well, I don't think so? Maybe I'll change my mind, who knows. It means that there will probably not be any blogposts before Monday. Have a nice weekend! Also, everyone should check out this cover of The Wilhelm Scream. It might not be your cup of tea, but the vocals are undeniably amazing anyway. Like, seriously. Ahh, thank goodness for music.
søndag 20. oktober 2013
I will remember your face, cause I am still in love with that place. When the stars are the only things we share, will you be there?
Hi! We made macaroons last night, well, mostly Marble. It was her first try on macaroons, and they turned out really well! It was my third time watching someone making macaroons, ha. It's just that baking and I don't go well together. Basically, it's like how Chandler from Friends doesn't go well with cooking. Anyway, I've eaten far too many macaroons the past 24 hours, and I don't even enjoy sugary things that much. Marble and I ended up watching The Proposal, which I've not seen for ages, yet I still love it to bits. It's like I was saying to Marble; I've seen the movies so many times that I know all the scenes, and it's gotten to the point where I can almost recite the lines. Still, it's always great to watch! Also, I love Ryan Reynolds, not to mention Sandra Bullock and Betty White. What a really awesome cast. We also finally decided to watch Twilight, because I couldn't decide between the 40 (more or less) DVD's. For some reason-- maybe I've been blinded all this time -- I've never realised how bad Twilight really is. I mean, the plot line is good and all, and I wouldn't be surprised if the book is really good. But the film is just really full of over-dramatic scenes and odd-angled-filming. Not to mention the color? I get that the vampires are supposed to be pale and everything, but I just think they look too pale in the first movie. I don't know, it feels like I've gotten new glasses, and like everything is so different. Oh well. We ended up going to bed at 5:00 am, I think. And I was really dozing off whilst watching the end of Twilight. Like when you're trying to sit upright, but once in awhile the tiredness takes over, and your eyes are slipping together. And then you slightly doze off, before your head sort of bobs, and you're abruptly awake again. And then you do it all over again. I woke up at 12:00 am, whereas Marble woke up at 1:00 pm, which was when her alarm went off. I'm pretty sure Marble could have slept forever if she wanted to, that girl. We went to eat our breakfast whilst watching some kind of Swedish quiz show, and one of the questions were about The Tallest Man on Earth. So now I'm listening to The Dreamer by The Tallest Man on Earth, which is a really great tune. Anyway, it was really nice catching up with Marble-- not that it goes that long between every time we meet each other, and somehow we always do manage to fit in our conversations. I don't really know why, but it always seems like Marble and I have really opinionated conversations and they tend to be both deep and shallow. They're really interesting. But yes, the point is that even if you do see another person occasionally, it doesn't necessarily mean you get to spend one on one time with that person. And that's really important. I got home at 4:00 pm, and got some grub in my stomach before I ventured on to Oyster. A few weeks ago she asked for some pictures, and since I've been so busy with school work, I forgot about it until she reminded me yesterday. So that was on my agenda today. The bus was outside her house at approx 6:00 pm, and I went home at 9:50 pm. So that's nearly four hours for "delivering pictures". But yes, we had a really good chat, and it wasn't until later on the bus home that I remembered my horoscope for today: "You could be so blunt with your opinions today that you accidentally hurt someone's feelings". So Oyster, if this was correct, I am deeply sorry. But hey, we really did have a great chat about everything. Among the things we chatted about, nutrition was one of them. Since Oyster is studying to become a clinical dietitian, she's always got these great tips about what to eat and not. And it's really useful, both for myself personally, and myself as a future nurse. There's a few subjects in school that I've always thought should have been mandatory for everyone. Nutrition is another subject that should get more attention. This way we would prevent, rather than constantly repairing. Hah, it's really great that I'm writing about being healthy and stuff, when I've got a picture of macaroons, and saying that I ate loads of them last night. Oh well, I never did say that you shouldn't enjoy life (to an extent, as you do with everything). Just saw a few candids of Niall Horan, and pouted thinking "blimey, he's so pretty". These thoughts are like sort of almost subconscious actually, so I caught myself in thinking it, and I just really had a proper laugh at myself. Anyway, I've not got school tomorrow, so I think I'm going to spend tomorrow to properly relax. And do a bit of errands that I've been postponing. Hopefully I'll have a good nights sleep tonight. Hopefully everyone will have a good nights sleep. Think about that, not everyone gets to sleep in a bed tonight. Those of us who are able to do that should count ourselves lucky.
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