tiny paws up the hill, suddenly you're standing still

Oh god, I did it. I went ahead and bought "Our Moment" and the bottle looks as horrendous as I had expected. Well, to be fair, the bottle itself looks fine, but it's the cap with pink fringe-- oh dear, even the thought of pink fringe makes me cringe. But the scent itself is nice, and subtle. On my left hand I've got "Our Moment" by One Direction sprayed, on my right hand I've got "Roses" by Chloè sprayed. And I really notice the difference. Because "Our Moment" is subtle, the scent fades away after a few hours. Whereas "Roses" is far from subtle, and after a few hours it's finally got to the point where I don't think it's too strong. I'm not so fond of strong scented perfumes, and "Roses" by Chloè is one. But each to their taste. "Our Moment" does remind me of another perfume-- I just can't put my finger to which perfume it resembles. You know what? I think that the lads in One Direction are very affectionate-- at least Zayn is. Because in the interview this gif is from, it's like he's completely unaffected by Niall giving him a little kiss on the cheek (can I have one too?). Like it's completely normal. Which is why I think it is normal for them. Precious little ones. I slept in this morning, and when I woke up I read two fan fictions, which combined was about 500 pages on iBooks. When I walked downstairs to grab some breakfast, I literally shouted "what??". Because my bloody brother was sat on the couch. And I was like "what are you doing here? Don't you have school?". My dad laughed from where he was sat on his computer and said "you never know when he comes to visit, do you?". He's staying until Monday. And I've still got no idea why he's here. But this means I can force him to watch the Grand Design marathon with me. Like them good ol' days. I actually bought The Fox by Ylvis on iTunes yesterday-- just because I love the bridge. And it's actually on first spot on the Norwegian iTunes list. It's hilarious, is what it is. Now I really can't wait for "I Kveld Med Ylvis", and I rarely ever watch television. But I think I'm actually going to try watching the whole season of the talk show. Right now I'm going to munch on some popsicle and then I'm going to do math. I might even be really cool and awesome and go for an early evening. 

was it easier to pack your bags and book that flight to Paris

It's May 1st! One day closer to the One Direction concert, one day closer to my exam, and one day closer to my death. When I awoke today, I went on Tumblr. And no, no, no, nope, no, nooooo. (There are links in every no, in which I do not approve of. And every single one is One Direction-related. Do not click). After a bloody long lecture yesterday (in which my belieber friend and I had a music quiz where we guessed song titles from lyrics), I went home and had a shower and a meal before I headed over to Oyster's. I had my usual hangout with her younger brother and younger sister (watched Toy Story 2 with her broseph, and refreshed my memory of Twenty Eight by The Weeknd on the piano with her sister (we also did a few duets where she played and I sang along; My Heart Will Go On, If I Was Your Man, A Thousand Years, etc). And then I ate a piece of pizza while we watched Power Puff Girls. Oh, and That's So Raven. I now want to learn the PPG-theme song, and I want a PPG t-shirt. After this we headed upstairs for "bed", which basically means we spent an hour or two? Or three (don't really know) - chatting. About everything really. And it was nice, because we continued chatting when we woke up (when Oyster came back to her room after having woken up before me). We we're reminiscing about our childhood, and apparently I was a really drama queen and a huge cry baby? Thank god I've changed (or have I?). Sometimes I feel like I've got to have a serious talk with my friends. See how they're doing. Maybe it's ridiculous and unnecessary. And you can ask "how are you?", and get a "fine" back. And you can move on just like that. But sometimes the person isn't fine. And it just takes a bit of time for the person to let it out. So you wait a bit, let there be a silence. And if the other person wants to - they can fill that silence. Hah, this sound like a "how to" tutorial. It almost feels like it's been a weekend, although we only have one day off. And what am I going to use that day on? Reading. I can actually see the end of my book now, and it's such a great feeling. Also, I've got my last paper to finish. It's due in two weeks, so I might as well get it done now. I'm going to leave you with my current playlist "luv" (I'm really creative with the titles of my playlists', I know). The first song is where I've got the lyrics from the title of this blogpost, and also the lyrics in the first picture.

"luv"
1. Morning Song by The Lumineers
2. Stubborn Love by The Lumineers
3. Beside You by 5 Seconds of Summer
4. Toothpaste Kisses by The Maccabees
5. Cold Coffee by Ed Sheeran

I want you to hit the pedal, heavy medal, show me you care

Oh wow. I'm so overwhelmed I can feel a tear pressing out. This is proper feels, which according to Urban Dictionary is defined as: "A wave of emotions that sometimes cannot be adequately explained". Basically, the first two shows of the TMH tour was done yesterday, and my Tumblr dashboard exploded with pictures and gifs. And I was like "3,2,1 let the whispers begin". Which basically means let the bromances begin. I don't know if you remember this. Well, yesterday this happened. (There are going to be quite a few links in this post, just so you know). During their costume change, they always have these little videos to keep the people preoccupied. And what do we get? Uhm, One Direction in undercover. Yeah, that's Louis. Also, you get shirtless Nialler and Harry in the bath. And Zayn in the shower. Because, well, Niall shouldn't be the only one to strip down, should he? Now if they could just get Liam and Louis to do the same. Oh well, there was a lot of Narry last night (four links here), so that's more than enough for me. And then it's my underdogs. Niall and Lou. They even did synchronized dance moves, but now I can't find the gif, which makes me sad. Also, there's Liam singing to Niall, because he wants to bring Goldilocks to an Iron Maiden concert. Obviously. Also, casual hip thrusts against each other between Niall and Zayn? I'm writing this with a wrinkle on my face, because I'm not quite sure what they're doing exactly. Also, can we discuss Niall's outfit in these two pictures? Because, uhm, the rest of the boys were dressed up like this. And then you have Niall who obviously thinks he's joined an Australian band or something (did someone say 5 Seconds of Summer?). I mean, I'm pretty sure it's suitable to wear tank tops that dips that low in Australia. Just not so much in Britain, where I'm pretty sure it's still very cold. Oh well, I'm not complaining. Actually, I'm applauding. Let's have a prayer circle for more nipple slips, shall we? Oh all right, I'm leaving you to eat a hamburger. Because if I don't get any more food in my stomach now, I'll might go even more delirious and post more posts like these. Can't promise I wont - even with a satisfied tummy.

casual celebratory ziall kisses

Once upon sometimes Zayn kisses Niall. And sometimes Niall kisses Zayn. The end.

I wish you'd hold me when I turn my back

Oh my Ziall heart. I love how Niall seems so unaffected. Like getting a smooch from Zayn is such a usual occurrence. I'm definitely changing my background picture on my iphone to this. Ah, the glee. I've come to realise that I love all 1D-bromances as long as it has Niall in it. Honestly though, Narry and Ziall are my favorites. I like to go for the underdogs, rather than the obvious ones (Niam and Larry). And it seems now that Lilo (Liam and Louis) is the new thing. And I don't quite know what I feel about Louis learning Liam to be mischievous. I guess he'll just lose his title as "the sensible one". But I'm also hoping Louis is helping Liam deal with his recent break-up with Danielle. Which again, I don't quite know how to feel about. It's like .. nooooo, true love doesn't exist anymore. And I really did love -still love Danielle. And I absolutely love how she's still a fan. It's 2:11 am, and I've just handed in my paper. It's no returns now, and I really do hope my teacher won't choose mine to go through next time my group meets up. You know, seeing as most of it has been written while I'm so close to falling asleep, and the fact that I haven't really checked it for flaws. But hey, I just wanted to get it over with. Right, I'm going to go brush my teeth while catching up on some Youtube, and then finally go to bed now. Bon nuit m'ladies.

you're always in my head

Did I mention that I am really loving the bromances in between One Direction? Well, I do. I cannot decide whom I love most though, but I do know that I love every bromance with Nialler in it. But ah, Narry. Look, Harry is basically sitting on top of Niall there. And do you see how they look at each other? Yes. I do know I am crazy and only dreaming. But let me have my fantasies alright? But it's not only Narry in this interview. Later on, it's a bit of Ziall, which I also love. Oh god, their hair. Niallers hair. Have you seen 17 Again with Zac Efron? You know that scene where the "mother" grabs Zac's face and starts squishing it. Yeah, I'd love to do that. And oh come on. When did Niall start dressing in those kinds of jumpers? It's like he's slowly trying to seduce me really. I'm not even joking. With the Cheap Monday jeans he totally surprised me. And then I saw him wearing one of these jumpers in burgundy at the iTunes Festival. I was slightly hoping he would dress more like Justin Bieber, just so I could get over my obsession with One Direction and all. I hate Justin Bieber's style. That said, it's an individual thing. I do not hate Justin Bieber, I simply hate his god damn style. And that is maybe why I could never see Justin Bieber as handsome really.  Maybe then I would be able to focus only on my schoolwork. Excuse my teenage outburst here, but it's past 01:00 am, and I haven't gotten much sleep the past few nights. But now I'm off to bed, dreaming about these lovely lads. Or having twins again.