Bye-bye

As I only have got 5 followers and 0,5 (don't ask) blog views per day I'm not going to make this a big deal and e-cry (e-cry?!) about anything. The exams are approaching and seeing that I don't update this blog much anymore , I'm going to close it. No. I'm going to delete it, but probably never update here again. I want to start fresh.

Althouuugh, I will start a new blog. Yes, I know, but I'm going to dedicate myself as much as I can to my new one. Its going to be... well very lah di dah. You'll see, nothing like this one. Very.... dreamy.

So long!

EDIT: Wait, I think I WILL update here too. God, i gotta make up my mind!

ARGH fuck you!!

When I was reading Maari's post the other day, I was reminded of something that happened 2 weeks ago.

/flashback/

There I am, sitting nicely on the bus when suddenly a woman taps me on the shoulder (she looks about 25yrs old). "Could you please ask that old man if he wants to sit down?" I look up and, I realize that I SHOULD of have stood up and let him sit instead... if I had seen him beforehand! So I nicely agree and ask the man. He says no, but that it was very kind of me to ask.
So I relax for a short moment and look out of the window. Then that friggin' woman starts speaking with the woman sitting next to her

--"Kids these days. So impolite. I mean, when I was that young a few years ago, I would of have let the man sit down!"
- "I know! Sooo annoying! But maybe its not in their culture. Who knows, maybe finnish people aren't THAT cultivated. I mean seriously...!"
-- "Althouuugh maybe everything is not yet lost!. I mean, maybe she'll get off the next station...?"
--"'Doubt it"

So I stand up, show them both the finger, shout "I'm estonian, not finnish you idiots" and get off the bus.

Nah, I wish I did that, but unfortunately only the last part is true (getting off the bus).

lovelovelove

I.LOVE.RAIN
gtg outside ASAP

Smize

I dunno, I just felt like posting these.

Gone with the wind

I'm like a kid, blowing bubbles all day from my balcony (thank God for penthouse apartments-- like that, the bubbles don't pop against any walls )

Coloring my hair blue, but this time, really blue :D

Yep, I know I've fallen behind on blogging, but that's just because there is so much more to do before I have to go back to school. I need to appreciate the freedom of doing so much that I'm doing nothing right now. Next week, school will start again and I will be busy practicing for the huge dance show, sewing (remember my business? x3), learning for the exams, doing the exams, homework= learn maths once and for all, worry a little about the future (my exam scores and everything) etc. Busy, busy, busy. The good thing is, if I pass everything successfully, I can stop school . Oh-- wait, no, thats with parent's permission. Oh well, its not like I wanted to stop anyway. I'm actually looking forward to going to university (of design) although I still have probably 3 years left.


BTW, like the title says, I feel like coloring my hair blue. More than streaks, but still not all of my hair. That would just freak my parents out.

What if I love you?

1. You're funny
2. You care
3. You're easy to hang around with
4. You're gorgeous
5. You know what a girl needs
6. You're romantic
7. You always think of something fun to do
8. You like talking on the phone all night
9. You forgive
10. You hardly get mad


Too bad you don't feel the same way about me....

9 Everyday things I like

1. The smell of most books (before you get the wrong idea, I'm no nerd)
2. Colorful post-its. I've dedicated my whole mirror to them!
3. Summer. Usually its too short but never mind.
4. Animals.
5. Colors.
6. Comfy slippers
7. Painting colorful streaks in my hair (I haven't dared to color everything... yet)
8. History of people my age I can relate to (like Anne Frank)
9. The converstation between one of my teachers and me: "You are interrupting my class with your babbling!" "You're interrupting my conversation!"

Old school window

I got the inspiration for this uhm... work of art in my room from Katie Sokoler. I pretty much think that she is wonderful in many ways-- Katie manages to turn everyday life into something really special .Anyway, here is what I managed to turn my window into:


I think I have succeeded turning my window into something special .

Oh and in case you were wondering, the blue blob (to the left) is actually a paper cloud I attached from the ceiling.

C'est de l'injustice

In my high school, high heels are no unnatural sight. They are a part of us. Maybe even an indispensable part, like clothes. Of course boys don't wear them (thank God), only girls do.
Anyway I found some really cool boots but they come with 3 inch heels. Now THAT'S a problem for me. I'm 14, soon 15, and already 177cm tall... I have looong legs. That means that I'm the tallest girl in my class compared to the short French (I go to a French school and yes, I speak french fluently as I have for the past.. 6 years?) guys and girls.

So, I'm tall but what if I really want to have high heels? Of course I CAN slip on a pair, but SHOULD I? No. I tried it yesterday and the results were quite catastrophic: the girls were jealous, the shorter guys were intimidated, the taller guys... well... they were quite intimidated too, and my friends suggested that I not try them on again. I also tried to tell them that supermodels wear them, but of course their answer was: "Top Models do, but normal people don't".

So, what, does this mean that I have to be a model to wear heels? No thanks, I'll just wait until I turn 18 or something.
Although what do I do with these boots? They weren't exactly cheap either.

My unlucky "hiking" shoes. Odd fashion choice in the US, but here its à la mode: