You're no skim milk, baby...

Sam said and snogged the face off of Mercedes. Isn't love grand? What are the odds of me wanting to write a post about careers and people I admire and then Glee airing an episode about what to do after graduation? Life is strange sometimes. Anyway, as the first post of this new, renovated blog I want to write about people that I admire. People who I have great respect for. People who can only be an inspiration to others. Okay, they didn't come up with a cure for any diseases, nor did they save any children or invented a flying car, but they are people who deserve some recognition. The people I am talking about are four friends of mine who all have two things in common: They know exactly what that want to do and they know me, which, in itself, is quite extraordinary!
   These four girls, or rather women, are women that I know from different stages of my life and I feel blessed that I know them. I've know S since primary school which means that I have known her for more than ten years. I got to know J when I played in a marching band so that means that I have known her for about eight years. M is a friend from high school and I have known her for four years. And then there is T who I got to know at uni. All of these women are truly my best friends!

The inevitable question that you first time get when you're two is "what do you want to be when you grow up?" we all remember replying, loud and proud: "a pony!" and why not a pony? They get to walk on all fours, eat, run and, best of all, shit everywhere! How can that not be desirable? As we grow older, our replies change and I clearly remember my friend saying (when she was nine) that she wanted to be a sales assistant because sitting at a tilt all day long, bibbing the one thousandth can of tuna looked so cool. Then comes the teen years where we are really confused and when asked "what do you want to do when you grow up?" we'd answer, "be left the f***k alone!" It has taken me some time figuring out what I want to be when I "grow up" and I did remember a time when I didn't want to grow up at all because, and I'm quoting me age five, "I don't want to grow up because grown ups don't eat sweets." How wrong could I be!! Now I have my own money to spend on sweets!

Now that I am 20 (still hurst a bit to say), studying my dream course (marketing and media), I have almost figured out what I want to be when I grow up or, grow up more, but these four women, who I introduced earlier, have it all figured out!
   After much consideration and changing career path more than the average person, S has finally figured out what she wants to do. Admittedly, I did laugh when she told me, but after she talked me through it I was genuinely impressed. She has joined the army. And not only the "normal" army for "normal" people or whatever you want to call it, no, she joined the toughest path one could image and was actually advised not to take this route, but as my friend loves to challenge herself, she signed the contract with a smile. She'll begin training in a year and in the mean time she'll increase her gym time, stay off sweets, cakes and other things nice and just overall get her mind set on her new life. I can only salut her, take off my hat and pay my respects as that is truly badass!
   J is a very outgoing person and after our trip to McD she made it clearer to me what she wants to spend the rest of her life doing. She wants to be a musician. And no, I don't mean someone who sings songs they pretend to have written, no, I mean a real musician playing in an orchestra on her french horn. She knows it's hard and it takes a lot of work, but she also knows how to get there and she is well on her way. One can only applaud her for her determination and mindset as becoming a musician is much, much, much harder than becoming famous, no wait, I mean  "singer".
   The next person of who I admire is M. M is extremely interested in languages, but not just in learning languages. Her interest is in the root of languages and accents and she wants to study accents and phonetics. She might not know what do to with a degree like that, or rather, I don't know what she wants to do with a degree like that, but what I admire her for is that she is studying something that interests her more than anything and I really mean more than anything. She has a big fascination with accents and languages and this course could not be more right for her. What is cool is that she might not care that much where it can take her. What she cares about right now is keeping herself interested in studying and that can only be applauded!
   T is truly one of me best friends and I only got to know her a couple of months ago. She studies actuarial science and no, it has nothing to do with agriculture or science. It has a lot to do with math and to me she is a math genius, though when I tell her, she laughs stupidly while saying "no I'm not. I just really love it because it makes sense" to which I reply "math never makes sense!" She knew from a very early age that that was what she wanted to do and what she had to study to get there. With an actuarial science degree she can work in insurance and make big money (her words, not mine) How can that not be admired! Hat of and carrot cake to her!

I feel so blessed that I have such ambitious and motivated friends. Sure, I have my own ambitions and motivations, but what better to motivate you than your best mates? They make me want to work harder and truly go for what I want to do when I grow up.
As Sam from Glee would say it "You're the cream that raises to the top" (oh how I wish he now would snog my face off...)

I applaud you, ladies!

Until next time...

Addie

Hello again!

Okay, so I just realised that it has been two years since I posted my last post which is ridiculous! Life has been crazy and I'm just now trying to figure out what the hell I want to do with it and I think I might have come to some, well, opening (?) as to what to do, but more on that later.
First of all, I was a teenager when I started this blog (17 I believe) and now I'm 20 years which means that I ought to change the title of my blog, but I just can't. I like it. I might change it so it isn't "teenager", but perhaps individual? I don't know.
Second, I have to work out, for real now, what I want to do with this blog. I used to write about cloths (ish, anyway. I have realised that I might not know that much about cloths...), shoes (love them, but somehow spending my hard earned money on a sandwich just seems more sensible...), "love" (and I say "love" in quotes because I don't believe that I have ever been in love, but I have had a crush or two *wink, wink*) and just basically anything in between, but I think it's time for a real structure.
Third...I don't really have a third other than I'll see if I can write on this blog more often as I do enjoy it, but just can't be arsed sometimes, which is bad.

Anyway, that was just a "hey, I'm not dead, just lazy!" message and I hope to update more often!

Till next time!!

Addie

A Tale Of An 18 Year Old Gal

So, it's been a long time since I have posted anything and that is because school takes up a lot of my time and that is considering the fact that I am hating school - almost done, but the last couple of days that are left are the hardest because I know I have to work hard now. 

Anyway, I want to start a new segment called, "A tale from an 18 year old gal," - just like the headline indicates. I am going to write small stories from my life. Here is the first one:

“The Girl who liked a guy, who played the guitar, talked with a British accent and had a girlfriend.”

Gal (that is what I am going to call me :p), was so excited. She was going to a singing weekend with all her friends (or at least one good friend and a whole bunch of people with whom she shared the same interest). She’d been talking about this all week and now the weekend was finally here. Saturday she got up at seven – even though she wasn’t to meet the others for three hours – and got ready. She wore her new jeans and a top that she liked, a top that she knew she looked semi good in, put on her basic make up and put her hair in a ponytail so she could show of her earrings that were shaped like small stereos. All Star shoes and she considered a hat, but thought to herself: “I’m already ‘wearing’ a ponytail – too much with the hat as well”. She went out and met the other girls at the train station. She was the first one there, but another girl arrived short after. Gal didn’t know what to say to the other girl so they just sat in awkward silence for about 15 minutes only looking up and smiling at each other once a while. To Gal’s big delight her friend, (let’s just call her Smart) came. The two girls talked and talked till the rest of the girls came and they went on the train to the place where they were going to spend the entire day singing, a church.

   “Jump, yeah, that’s good, now, yell! Haha, good! Okay, now run on the spot and stop! And run! And stop! Okay, okay. Sit down” One of the helpers/instructors/bad translators said and started to introduce herself, the other helpers/instructors/bad translators, and the hosts/instructors/British persons. Of course Gal and Smart started talking about other things and didn’t get the names of any of the people. Smart started talking about economics and how she loved when economics of scale was to be reached in a country (Gal knew nothing about economics and she still hadn’t figured out what economics of scale was even though her teachers had talked about it for almost three years), so Gal started to pretend listening and started to look around in the church and that was when she saw him. He was wearing a black and white shirt, kinda baggy jeans and Timberland shoes. His hair was messy and he was humming to himself. Gal noticed that he wasn’t any of the participants of the weekend; he was sitting in the back with all stereo equipment. He looked at her, but she turned away fast, why she did that is still a mystery to her, even to this day. Smart was still talking, but she’d moved on to why Mac computers were better that Microsoft.

   “…and they are just so much lighter.” Smart said. That was the only part Gal had gotten. She looked back again to see if the guy was there, but he was gone. The day finally started for real and Gal and Smart was having a jolly old time (a good time) and in the break they thought of getting something to eat so they bought some candy. The thing about the candy was though that it was two years old. Gal and Smart had wondered why the candy was so cheap and figured that was why. They went back to the church and Gal saw the guy again. He smiled at her – he had a really nice smile, warm and cute – and she smiled back. She could feel things moving her in stomach and first she figured it was because of the guy’s smiles, but then she realized that it was the two year old candy. She was about to tell Smart what she had felt, but she could see in Smart’s face that she had realized the same and the girls hurried to the toilets. They came back and continued the day whit lots of singing and for Gal, lots of smiling to the guy. The day ended and the girl parted. On her way home Gal thought of the guy.

The next day Gal was even more excited about going to the church. “Jump, yeah, that’s good, now, yell! Haha, good! Okay, now run on the spot and stop! And run! And stop! Okay, okay. Sit down” the helpers/instructors/bad translators from yesterday said. This day was like the day before, just with more singing. Gal was sad. The guy was nowhere to be seen and Smart had stopped talking. Later the same day they were going to a mass/concert. Gal was thrilled. The guy was there and what better was, he was playing the guitar. Gal didn’t know what to do. He was just perfect. He seemed to like gospel music (it was a gospel weekend), he had a cute smile, she’d heart him talking to one of the instructors with a British accent – an accent that she just adored – and he played the guitar. Gal started thinking. According to her New Year’s Resolution anno 2010, she was to find a friend who played the guitar – check – and get that friend to help her play guitar. Was he it? She was sitting in a church, was this a sign from God? Should she do something? Ask him to teach her? Okay, she thought, next time I see him, I am going to ask him if he gives lessons, she thought. She was animated. This was to be the best day ever! She gathered some confidence and went to the guy. He was so much cuter close up.

   “Hi,” she muttered. The guy just looked at her, but not really looking at her. “Do you,” she said and then a girl, much taller than Gal, much prettier than Gal came up and kissed the guy him his mouth. Gal froze for a minute and then she turned around and left.

Normally, a girl like Gal would laugh, but that was exactly what she did :p She laugh all the way to Smart who thought she was laughing because of a really bad joke. She laughed all through the concert and when the instructors told her to smile she just thought of the incident with the guy, who played the guitar, talked with a British accent and had a girlfriend.

Moral of this story (if you can call it that):

-         All the good guys are always, married, gay, a celebrity, in relationships or just not interested – story of Gal’s life…  

Kid British - Awesome music

Happy Christmas and happy New Year!! (I don't quite know at what point in the new year you stop saying that...).

So I am in the state of mind that all music sucks and yet I listen to it (what can I do? I need my music!).

I was watching a show called Live From London, I think, and then a band, a fairly new band, stepped on to the stage. First I was like, Oh, a new band that is going to sound like every other band, so I didn't anticipate anything, but then they started and I was positively surprised to hear that their music was nice. It's not anything completely new since everythings already been done, but it was a nice change from the usual club-tunes as I would like to call it.

The band is British which is enough for me to be a wee bit more interested! Kid British is the name of the band and their album "It was this or football - first half)" is available now. It costs 5 pound at amazon.co.uk, but there's only 6 tracks on the CD which makes me think twice before I buy :p

This song is awesome and is called "Our house is dadless":

I hope that they can break through in Europe and later...the world! :D 

  

Confessions of An Eighteen Year Old Gal...

I have a new confession - accually more a complain rather than a confession:

I would like to confess what bugs me in these so called "wonderful" days up till the wonderful time of Christmas:

1) Writers who are not writers, but yet, write books! 

2) Couple who feel the need to show their love every were in every freaking possible way!

3) Assignments, but that's a continues bugging of mine and will probably never decrease in the bugging of my life...
- Don't think less of me!


1) I have nothing against books - the matter of the fact is that I LOVE books, can't get enough of them. In the moment I'm one of the last persons in the world to have begun reading the Twilight series and I LOVE (-ish...) them, anyway, what happened to the number of non-writers writing books? Everybody writes books now, everyone from some random guy called Steven Salve to Sarah Palin is writing and it's not like they write about anything interesting. They write about their life. No offense, but I don't care that much about what you did in the fifth grade! I know that some might think "but wait a minute! What are blogging then? Isn't that the same? Aren't blogging al about writing about yourself and your life" and that is true, but we don't get paid. We don't sit down for hours and think about our entire life and then write it al down.We don't go on tours to promote it and oh, did I mention that reading a blog is free? 
It just bugs me that the art of writing a book, which before you need degrees for - and kinda prestige - is now a thing everybody can do. It's not special anymore. The biography section in the book store is almost half the store! I'm just saying...


2) This is something that I think I have mentioned before, but my God, this is a thing that really bugs me: couples that kisses everywhere! It's oh so romantic to be in love! We are oh so in love that we can't keep our fingers and tongues to ourself! We have to show it to the world! No thank you!  
I was sitting in the bus the other day, reading my book, minding my own business when I heard a couple approaching. Nothing wrong there. They were cute and I thought, maybe, just maybe they were different from all the other annoying couples out there in this wide world, but I soon learned that I was wrong. Not only did they start kissing loudly, the woman was chewing gum and she wasn't settled at all! So not only was I sitting, trying to read my book, listening to their kissing, the chewing of the women did it's work to get me all worked up. When I was about to get off I thought of saying something to them, but then I thought, my experiences has taught me that Karma can be a bitch so I better just not say anything, smile when I pass them and when I get home I could yell into a pillow whitch I did. I think the only reason, and that must be the only reason, why I don't like ("don't like" being an understatement) couples is that I have been single forever and when I say forever, I really do mean FOREVER, so, well, give pease a change, but please, let's leave love on the shel when we are out in the public, shall we? 


3) "This assignment is due in three days. I want you to spend 8 hours working on it. Three pages and hard copy or you will not pass", "I'm giving you a new assignment. 5 pages and it better be good.", "Where is the assignment I wanted you to do? Oh, i didn't mention it? Well, then I want it tomorrow. 10 pages, 5 hours work, hard copy as well. I will not grade it. I might just skim through some of them and that will have to do it!" - I guess this says it all. The worst part is that I'm not even exaggerating, no, that's not even the worst part: it's all in the same week!

 Tune in for more Confessions of an eighteen year old gal!

Much stuff :p

AGB

New favorite song!

So, it's Thursday night. I'd just finish looking at my English assignment for the fourth time without really looking at it (and doing it). I toke the remote control (which indeed was very remote from me) and zapped through the channels: "Oh My God look at that...", "So if you take this and...", "This is the best birthday...", "but you said you love me..." and then suddenly I hear these words: "It's Hard To Say That I'd Rather Stay Awake When I'm Asleep, Cause Everything Is Never As It Seems" with the most beautiful voice (I am overreacting, but you get the point) and I stopped zapping. I listened to the end of the song and I was amazed. Amazed and happy. Amazed, happy and pleased. I'd been walking around for some time, complaining about the fact that music had begun sucking and I need some new music. Finally a song that isn't about being in love, falling in love or falling out of it!
The song is called "Fireflies" from the band Owl City (but I think it's just a one-man band) and the singer is called Adam R. Young (he's 23 :p )

Here it is:


I just love it!

Confession Of An Eighteen Year Old Gal...

I have a confession:

1) I think Totally Spies is sooo cool!
2) I am Batman!
3) I'm a HUGE fan of the Jonas Brothers

- Don't think less of me!

1) I know that Totally Spies is for small kids or "tweenies" as they are called now, but I think they are so cool and they way the solve different cases totally girly and you know, girl power and they roll!!

2) Yes, yes. I know that it is hard to believe, but yes, I am a big fan of Batman (I know that I wrote that I was Batman, but that was just to grab your attention :p ) He is so cool. I know that Superman can fly and Spider-man crawl on walls and the Greenlight...ermh....has a green-light?, but Batman he can build his own devices. He does it all the old school way and that is way cooler then ultra light eye killing thing!

3) The Jonas Brothers' fan scope goes from 2 to 14 and then 35 to about 54 (the parents of teenage daughters), but I have to say, the Jonas Brothers kicks ass! I've got all their CDs (all four of them!) Some of their song are kinda mainstream, nothing new, a lot of love songs, but there is just something about Joe when he sings BB Good and when Nick twist his voice when he sings Goodnight, Goodbye and when Kevin...ermh...he's got a nice butt :) They melt my heart and I am not ashamed of being the only one in my class (and my school) to say that I love them! I am proud to say: "I am a Jonas Brother fan!"

Tune in for more Confessions of an eighteen year old gal!

Much stuff :p

AGB

Chris Lowell, Mr. T, Mr D and other good stuff

So, it's been a couple of weeks since I've written and that is because I started school again (be cool, consider another school...). School is rather interesting (interesting meaning Monday, most of Tuesday and Wednesday was cancelled/virtual) I have learned next to nothing the last past days and I quite like it like that.

There's a lot of new students in my school, and because I am who I am, I look for cute boys, but, but, I'm a senior now and looking at freshments to see if there's any good...it just feels kinda wrong. I have only seen Mr. T ones. Still cute. Still quite stupid looking. But, but, but, I think he is single which should work out in my favor, but no. I would never in a billion years walk to up Mr. T and say "Hey. I have been looking at you and thinking about you and writing about you on my blog and I think we have a connection. Would you like to go out on a date with me?"

I’ve found myself a new feller to long after (I don't see Mr. T as often as before, so had to find something new :p). I call him Mr. D. He is the total opposite of Mr. T. He, unlike Mr. T is smart. I have to admit that I quite hate him. He thinks he is smarter than everyone else and he isn't. He just knows how to say "I think that you are wrong about that" and make it sound like something like this "I think that the point of view that you are presenting is quite wrongful and I would have to say that I completely disagree with you". The thing about him is not only the fact that he thinks he is smarter than everyone else, also that he is at least one year younger than me! I hate it when someone who is younger than me has to tell me what I have to do! And I know that it’s only one year, but that is enough to get me all cranky. "No, the way that you are performing that act is wrong and you should consider another approach." I Actually really, really dislike him and I think I should keep looking for a new Mr. to long after…

Now, to talk about something totally different: I think I am in love...I am sooo kidding! Like I fall in love! Hellz no! No, it's just, you know the series Private Practice (I'm not going to explain what it is or what it is about. You can YouTube it and see for yourself!) Chris Lowell. He gets way to little credit and attention than he should! He's cute and good looking and handsome (I know that is just three ways of saying that he is hot, but my God he is!)

I am going to LA!! Three weeks all by myself! I am going to work as an intern at a company called blush.com Please go check it out!

That was all for now :)

The King of Pop is really dead...

I know that it has been a long time since I have been writing and it would be a lie if I told you that I haven’t had anything to write about, but as it turns out, I am lazy as hell, but today I feel like I...want to write.

Now, I know that you already know that The King of Pop (Michael Jackson) is dead and if you didn't, then you must live in a cave (but, okay, if you lived in a cave you wouldn't be able to read this...). I still don't quite believe that he is dead. I mean, it's Michael Jackson, he can't die. You know the three words Michael Jackson and dead just sounds wrong in the same sentence.

I haven't cried and I'm not gonna. It is sad as hell and I really, really loved MJ, but I just can't seem to cry.

Okay, here come the part where I say what I think killed him:
Yes, the paper and CNN said that he died from a cardio arrest, and that is probably true, but I don't think that that was all. I think that the pressure from the media, not to mention all the prosecutions of child molestation plays a part. He was getting ready for the tour and people had a lot of expectations to that tour and we all know...sorry...knew MJ as a people pleaser. He didn't want to let his fans down, but the pressure was too high and his hart suffered a lot from that.

I will always remember MJ as the little one with the biggest afro in Jackson Five, as the not so scary, but rather cute zombie in the Thriller music video and as the God Father of dance and let's not forget the creator of the Moonwalk.

I woke up this morning feeling a bit weird. I kept telling myself: 'No, he's not dead. He's in a coma and he will wake up and be all like ''don't cry for me children, I'm right here''', but as I turned on my computer, turned on my TV and looked at the news paper front page it hit me 'Michael Joseph Jackson is...he really is...he is..." I can't even bring myself to write anymore.

The greatest musician ever, is gone and we are gonna miss Bad. It's like a Thriller, reading all the headlines, but you just have to remember, that You Are Not Alone and that no matter what he would have thought that you were a P.Y.T. (Pretty Young Thing). Don't get all Dirty Diana, when reading this. Of course we are all sad, that is just Human Nature, but we have to Beat It. We can't just Blame It On The Boggie and just remember The Love You Save, Shake Your Body and Don’t Stop ‘Till You Get Enough. Get off the Wall and Heal the World – you know he would!

Michael Jackson, Rest in Peace and you Rock(ed) my World!

Ten very good reasons why to go to Starbucks (in Melbourne:P)

I'm currently in Melbourne studying at RMIT University (Melbourne rocks btw!) and here, me and my gal pals have the opportunity to go to Starbucks every morning (may sound like a big thing, but in Denmark, we only have Starbucks in the airport)!

So, here I present to you: Ten very good reasons why to go to Starbucks every morning (in Melbourne :P)

1) Because it's Starbucks of course! What could be better then starting your morning with a tall coffee mocha?

2) The service is great. Unlike other stores in the morning (don't tell me you haven’t been to a regular store in the morning) they are really nice, maybe a bit too happy , but that's why we like the staff!

3) The price is excellent. My friend, ML, was a little hesitant when I said: "Let's go to Starbucks every morning!", but when she realized that Starbucks in fact is cheaper and better then i.e. coffee from 7Eleven she cave.

4) There is nothing like the smell of Starbucks Coffee in the morning!

5) The bar itself is so nice and comfy!

6) You can relax before you have to get to class and have 4 (whole) hours of marketing with a teacher that talks so fast that you lose your breath just by trying to listen, which you have to every time, because you like marketing (wink)!

7) You don't have to eat breakfast at home. Of course you don't have to eat at Starbucks every morning, but some mornings, is it nice to know that you can get delicious food from you favorite coffee bar!

8) Better then Gloria Jean!

9) You feel like you are in "The Devil Wears Prada" or something when you walk around with you Starbucks cup :P

10) The last, and most defiantly the best reason why to go the Starbucks every morning: because of Joe, the Starbucks-guy! I don’t know what he is called, so I just gave him the name Joe. He probably didn’t know that I even exist, but OMG! He is so cute! I'm not the kind of gal that looks at guy’s butts, but my God! I don't know what a bad butt is, but, mama, do I know what a good one is! He might look kind of dorky with his glasses and his head-band-thingy, but I am so digging that!

-So to sum it all up, every morning, Mon-Fri, I get a fresh cup up coffee mocha and a good look at Joe, the Starbucks-guy!

Prins Caspian can sing! or somethin'...

When I saw Narnia 2: Prins Caspian with my friend she told me that Prins Caspian (Ben Barnes) is a singer. Of course I didn't believe her because...well...just because. I checked it out on YouTube and she was right. Ben Barnes is in a good old boy band called Hyrise.
When I saw the video I couldn't stop laughing, not that there was anything wrong with the preference, but c'mon! Super hot Ben Barnes, even hotter Prins Caspian singing?! And they competed in the Eurovision 2004. Just writing about this is making me laugh! Well, here it is...

It's from their performance at Eurovision 2004 - I wonder why they didn't win (wink, wink :P)


I can't decide if I like the song or hate it...

Pick one!

First of all: Happy New Year :p

Second of all: I saw Mr. T today :p

Anyway...

A couple of days ago (yesterday or the day before that) I read an article about Robert Pattionson (<-pictured) and Joe Jonas (also pictured->). Now, the article said something about someone being in love with someone.

The headline said: "Robert Pattinson in love with Joe Jonas' girlfriend". The first thing that came to my mind, no, the very first thing that came to my mind was that Robert Pattinson was in love with Joe Jonas. (hehe, I read the headline to fast :P) The second thing that came to my mind was: "If Pattionson is in fact in love with Jonas' girlfriend (don't know if it's true or not) then she is a very lucky girl! I mean come on! Pattionson is so sexy! How can you resist his eyes? And his a great actor and Jonas is so cute! He can somewhat sing and I heard he can "act" too. (if you haven't seen Camp Rock, then go see it and you shall understand why it's "act"...) If I were her (and I wish I was cuz she is gorgeous) I would choose one! If I could I would yell to her: CHOOSE ONE AND LEAVE THE OTHER ONE FOR ME!!

I know she's dating Jonas, but I think she should revise her options one more time and when she does, she better let me know! (Not that I have a chance, but you can always try...wink, wink)

Last post this year

So this is the last post this year. I know I only began September, but still...

Thx for an awesome year and I look forward to next year (tomorrow) with a lot of more crap from me (wink, wink)!

C ya l8ter ;)

Happy New Year!!!

So, first day with my new shoes. Loving them of course!
You know when a guy is looking at you, but he really not looking at you, he's looking at your boobs? That happened to me today! The only thing was that the guy was looking at my shoes! He looked down on my shoes and then at me! Hehe...I know it's not a big deal, but still! Had to tell someone...

See ya later!

Go crazy, get drunk! (not talking to you MLL!)

Look what I got #3!

They are not Sex and the City. They are not glam. They are not sexy, but damn, they are cool! I'm talking about my new Pastry Glam-Pie shoes by Run athletics! The designer is Russell Simmons. (If you don't know who that is, well, let me tell you: He was one of the members of the coolest rap group, RUN DMC)

They are so cool and I could so not afford them, but do you know that feeling, when you see something, and you just have to have it, because your life (in that moment) wouldn't be complete without it? Well, I had that feeling and so I bought them. 131 dollars! A whole lot of things, was considered when I was going to buy them: Could I afford them? Would they look good on me? Could I afford them (I know I already said that, but it was a big question) What would my friends say? What would my mum and dad say? Would my brother bee to jalousie? Could I afford them? My answers: No. Yes. Maybe. Wow. No. Yes. Yes. To get the money, I started by asking my dad, if I could borrow 56 till the end of this month and then I had to take some from my Australian-money-account-thingy-money to get the rest. I have to admit, that it did hurt a little, but every time I look at my shoes, I see that it was all worth it :)
Well, here they are:

My shoes are not exactly like these. Mine are pink instead of purple ;)

Look what I got #2!

Gossip Girl season 1!! Just got it today! OMG! Can't wait to watch it! I know season 2 has begun, but they don't show GG in Denmark so I have to watch it on the internet (!) but I can only see season 2 and I only saw 3 episodes from the first season so I'm so excited!

Bought it on eBay for £16 or something. Crazy cheap! 

But gtg. Have a marketing assignment that I have to get started on (like that's gonna happen!)

From Mr. T to Mr. What the...

Once he was so cute. Once he was so hot. Once he was so dumb (still is!), but now, yeah, now...he got this haircut. I don't have anything against haircuts, but this one?! My God! It makes his head look 10 times bigger and that made me wonder, I mean, he's not the smartest guy, so what is in his head? Air? Water? Certainty not a brain, that's for sure! But what is it about guys and bad haircuts (and girls and bad haircuts for that matter)?! There's a girl in my class. I'll call her S (for Skank, not that her name is Skank, but she one!). She, as she told people one billion times Monday morning, was a hair model for some hair-thingy. I've never seen anything like that haircut! It wasn't fashionable at all! Looked like some lazy dude had taken a medieval helmet and put it over her head and cut after that and then afterwards died the hair in the nearest collar he could find, witch was white. Hideous! And she loved it! It's funny, cuz I don't think I head one say that is was beautiful. They were all like: "Wow, interesting!" or "looks...different!". Of course I didn't say anything...in front of her to my friends , but behind her, when she wasn’t listening...didn't say that much either. Why?! We were all thinking the same thing: "Why would anyone do that to herself!?" To get back to Mr. T and his haircut I can only say that one good thing about the haircut is that his girlfriend looks even smaller next to him :)

My song...of today :P

My song. Check it out!:


Hehe...from Madagascar 2.

Going on a crazy diet so I'm enjoying the last eat-all-you-can-cuz-next-week-you-can-only-eat-vegetables-and-fruits day and loving this song!

HMS 3 - As it should be!

Hehe! Just saw Late Show with David Letterman and saw this funny clip on TV. I found it on YouTube too! This is brilliant!!:



What if HMS 3 was like that? With Bruce Willis? It would be genius!

The coolest person today!

Thursday morning. Tired. Thursday is my favourite day. Don't have any appointments and so on. The class starts and M and the boys starts to fool-around. Normally we don't mind when the boys fool-around, but they were doing it in the middle of the lesson (have to admit that I didn't mind that much cuz I was bored anyway...) and MLL (she really, really don't like M!) was working on God knows what and then she exploded..hehe..no...she just got tired of M fooling-around instead of working so she started yelling at M. She was like a gun!: Shut up *POW*, you don't have a brain *PIV*, why don't you just go *PANG*. and M was only able to say "what about your self?!" and MLL answered with another shoot: SHUT UP! I'M SO TIRED OF YOU! *KAPOW!* It was crazy and that little scene sooo made that lesson a bit more fun! :)
THX MLL! You rock!!