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it's been approximately two days and eight hours since i felt the warmth of another human beings presence. I could seriously need some company! ( i don't consider family or well, anyone under the age of seventeen as company, except for my brilliant cousins off course) I know, I'm quiet hard to satisfy. unfortunately. I wouldn't mind a certain someone to keep my mind and body in shape, speaking of which i actually have been doing the last few days! I don't mean like five minutes of biking, but pilates for several hours and aerobics! i suddenly felt like shaping my shabby body xD And with the beautiful but extremely hot weather we got these days, i might even get a tan :D i know it's not good for you, but come on; there's nothing more unpleasant than a pale body in the summer! where are you friend? |
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I am finally back from Bergen :) It's strange how a single city can make you feel like your in an entirely different country. 'Cause Norway is pretty, how can i put it, all the same, but Bergen stands out. The people are marvelous and so good looking! The few i got to know (which is actually a huge number considering i only stayed for like two days) were almost too kind and handsome ( normally the good-looking guys aren't that considerate and kind at heart, and vice-versa.) But there's one problem with the city, it rains about every week and i hate rain! Fortunately, it didn't during my stay but I'm positive that my luck will turn the next time. Back to the guys. The fabulous five (this time NOT the gay-team) i named them. Preben, Andreas, Daniel, Oscar, Aleksander. They were all too perfect. well, i am definitely NOT complaining (it's not like i am perfect) and the were all citizen of Bergen, which means that the chances of understanding what they're saying is about zero. However, I seemed to manage :) I guess the fact that they were drop dead gorgeous made focusing on what they were saying so much easier! Anyways, you should get to packing and travel to Bergen (Norway) as fast as you can! For you ladies, there's a whole lotta hotties available! And for you gents, the girls there are also pretty fine! I want to go back, Miss you Fab Five <3 |
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A very dear friend of mine recommended this show and i must say i was a bit skeptical before watching it, but it totally blew me away! I am a huge fan of british comedy and i love their accents! the concept of the show is just to test the contestants regarding the year the quiz is made for. it's actually a brilliant show, 'cause the contestants are comedians and other famous british people. There were especially two people who got my attention, Noel Fielding and Russell Brand aka Goth Detectives. They were so cute and threw the best jokes. I thought they were rock stars or something like that because of their appearance (you see, they looked rather unusual for comedians) but the fact that they dressed like they did made me like them even more! You should check the show out ;) Go to http:// www.youtube.com and see for yourself ;) It's definitely worth it ;) Lisbet; Thank you so much for the link You are truly an angel <3 Love you, EIPTMIP<3333 |
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I would start a combo restaurant,where you can eat almost anything you feel like having.. But not junk food or any low standard kind of food. By combining chinese, mexican, italian, american + + everyone will have their favorite dish served. Besides, there would be plenty of choses .. so if you want chinese, you're not stuck with only one dish. I think i would name it "Privilege", since everyone should afford to eat great food no matter what, and the costs wouldn't be that pricy either. Maybe around the prices they have at Mc Donald's or something. |
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Why do girls always fall for the bad guys? I know I do. And I think I have fallen for another one. You see, I've watched this show called Hex and there's this AMAZING guy there, Malachi ( who's played by Joseph Beattie) and he is absolutely GORGEOUS! He is suppose to be the really mean guy and the one we should hate, but instead he's so hot and somehow very appealing! On the other hand, one of the good guys, Leon( who's played by Jamie Davis), is also very attractive but in another way. He's a sweet guy, the one you can always depend on. If I was to create the perfect man, I would mix the two of them!! Malachi has the desirable appearance and with Leon's dependency and honesty, that would be the perfect man! :) Leon |
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It all started when I ordered a new cell phone; a sony ericsson, loaded with lots of Madonna features. I am not really a Madonna fan, but it came with breathtaking accessories, so I had to have it. Anyway, the night after i had ordered the phone, Madonna was hunting me in my sleep. I dreamt about receiving the phone and when I opened the box that came along with the cell phone, Madonna literally burst out of the box, attacking me with the phone! I know it sounds crazy, but when I woke up, all shattered and with a mind blowing headache, I was lying on the floor, just the spot where Madonna had dropped me. Seriously, I'm not kidding! That woman is bloody mental! |
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If you haven't read the book or seen the film, then do it now! It is somewhat harmonic at the very beginning, but it develops in to a massive horror scene! Okay, the movie exaggerates the scary parts, but that's what every film production does, so I guess we have to tolerate the "American style" when it comes to the script and directing... Anyway, it all seems like an eccentric experience, and if you have read the book or seen the film, you know what I mean.The behavior of some of the boys is simply ghastly and very frightening! And there seems to be that " the good guy" versus "the bad guy" kinda film. unfortunately. Heuressement, this does not ruin the atmosphere of the book/movie. I liked the book much more than the film; 'cause when you read by yourself, you use your own imagination to figure out the plot and you get to choose how the different characters should look like. When you see the film, another person has already figured out how they want them to look like. And that kinda spoils some of the fun. well, I hope you will read the book or even just consider watching the film, even though many finds it disgusting. Tádà ;) |
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One day remains Can't believe that my little girl is finally an adult! Anyways I wish her the best!! <3 |
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Sommer, sommer SOMMER! Jeg kan ikke få sagt det nok ganger, SOMMER! Årstiden vi alle har ventet på er endelig her :) I feel good! nå kan vi bare slappe av helt til høsten kommer og studiene kaller. Jeg må si jeg savner David; my American boy<3 |
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nothing is more satisfying than the sweet tones of a "Marley"s voice. Bob Marley, Ziggy Marley or another son the legendary father know exactly how to blend and astonish us : ) Although they may stand for a pot-revolution, at least the music is smoothing and extremely relaxing! Besides, we are not to judge people by their political opinions, but by what they contribute to the society. And I will say that listening to Bob Marley comforts me and gives me a solid ground of confidence; which brings joy to the world. I am a bass player and I absolutely LOVE the rhythms of reggae ;D If mr Bob Marley still was with us, i wouldn't hesitated, but invite him to Norway for a live-concert! i am a reggae rocker ! this is Ziggy Marley, the most famous son of Bob :) |
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Summer at last! the time of the year where there's no rush, only joy and salvation! enjoy every bit of this marvelous season and as always- believe in yourself and your ability to conquer your world : D |
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i have recently discovered that Norway, which i consider to be one of the coldest countries on the planet, is actually the hottest in Europe at the moment. It it's kinda surreal, but then again we can thank the global warming for this transformation and it really doesn't bother me that much; not the global warming but the amazingly hot weather we've got :) it is really easy to get a tan these days; and i desperately need one :) schools almost done for this year, and i guess i have already taken my summer vacation ! there's so much to do, festivals, parties, shopping and tanning :D i probably sound like one of those who's eager enough to get a tan that they'll book a flight just to get away from the misery their home country or hometown brings :P but trust me, I'm NOT one of those ;) |
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i don't like her music or even her appearance, but i gotta give her some credit; she's dating the hottest man alive! she ain't that pretty, nor is she famous for being kind and friendly, but he doesn't seem to care about those things.. I guess what he's interesting in, is that luscious body of hers. And i hate to admit it; but the girl's got an amazing body! Off course not the hottest body, but damn it is fine! but nothing compares to his body! Omg, I'm in love<3 I mean, i could make eggs and bacon on his sick-pack ! If I had the opportunity, I would ;D who wouldn't? he's one of the many sunshines that makes my day complete :D in addition to you, off course ;)  |
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I’m tired of being the menace. I want to scream as loud as I can, but somehow this clone of mine stops me. She’s holding her hand on my mouth as I scream, silent. I want to escape from these walls of terror, but I’m too afraid of my abilities as a human being. I’ve been locked up for so long I don’t even know what it’s like to have an ordinary life, a conversation, being hugged or being loved. I only follow orders, shouts from a machine next to me. Telling me to eat, sleep, and so on. The last thing I can remember from the “real” world was walking past my mother’s grave, giving her a white rose; a rose for hope. Ever since, my father has kept me in this castle. He’s never around; he only gives orders and critic for my awful behavior. According to my father, I’m responsible for Eleanor’s death. That’s my mom. I think he has forgotten that it was him that murdered her; stabbed her, several times. I was only six. “You have to receive your punishment, or else your soul will burn in hell”. That’s one of the preaches the machine shouts each day passing by. The machine has replaced my dad. I even called it “father” the other day, and sometimes I wish it was my father. I haven’t seen my dad in three years. He hasn’t even called, or sent someone else to check up on me. The only connection I got with him is his recorded directions, being played over and over again. I cry myself to sleep every night, but I’m used to it by now. After all, this cage has been my home for the last ten years. I often wonder about how my life would be if dad’s accident didn’t occur, if that dubious decision hadn’t been made. Maybe I would have been the prettiest girl around or the smartest? I will never know. Eric, my father, made a headstone for me, next to my mother’s, so people wouldn’t notice my absent. I’m dead. I’ve tried to escape, several times; but the gun dad left me, couldn’t open the door. It’s bullet proof. Why would he send me a gun? I got it as a birthday present last year; when I turned fifteen. He probably wanted me to end my life, so I wouldn’t be a problem for him anymore. But I’m alive, partly alive. My body is alive, but my soul died when mom died. I miss her so much. When I was four, mom tried to get a divorce from dad, and promised me a much better life than we had. My dad is extremely religious. He meant that I and my mom were being unfaithful to him, which served him the right to dismantle our lives; piece by piece. After he took my mom’s life, he made sure that I wouldn’t end up like her. He couldn’t look me in the eyes anymore. I was a disgrace to him, and I had to be taken care of. He voluntarily confessed for murdering me, even though I wasn’t dead. I’m like a zombie, a living dead person; literally. I’ve had one visitor during my stay at this institution. Her name was Grace, apparently my father’s mistress. She told me that I should be dead just for looking like my mother. I didn’t deserve to live looking like that. Now, life isn’t much to brag about. I tend to fall asleep; these pills I’m receiving make me sleepy. There are not many things to do, considering I only got a closet, a bathroom, something that looks like a living room, consisting of an almost dismantled couch, a broken chair and a dirty table. I have to sleep on the floor. I am not in possess of a lot of material items just these few; not to mention the machine. Every year I receive another item. “Soon It’ll be just like home”, one of the recorded CD’s tells me, every day. Since I am unable to experience life with people who aren’t imaginary, I’ve created some. This way I won’t be alone. I love them, and the machine. My father said, on the last tape, he will let me out next year. All I had to do was to behave. Color my hair and use a lot of makeup. I’m a natural blonde, with blue eyes just like my mother; so I got brown lances and dark brown hair color. I even have to make my skin darker, in order to be free. In a month my name will be Sarah McRaven, not Carolina Bergen. I won’t be myself again, but then again I’ve never been myself and I don’t know who I am and what I am meant to do. There was a letter from my dad in the mail last week, involving a picture of him and his new fiancée. Her name is Rita Brady; she is around mom’s age and got three kids of her own. I wonder what dad has told her about me; what is there to say? That after “the accident” he locked me up in this room and faked my death? No, he probably didn’t say anything. Nothing. |
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Sexy Boy Sexy Boy Où sont tes héros aux corps d'athlètes Dans leurs yeux des dollars Apollon 2000 zéro défaut vingt et un an |
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I know it's a bit soon, but according to the media and advertising, it isn't. valentines day started last week, and tomorrow the entire world will be covered in hearts, pink,roses and the print "I love you." No wonder guys hate valentines day. When you have a sweetheart, valentines day is one of the most romantic days of the year, believe me, I know. However, it's just annoying when you don't have any, and are constantly reminded of the pathetic day. I know I may come off as an ignorant and cynical bitch, but I don't mean to. It's just that some of my single friends whines because of the lack of romance in their life and begs me to fix it. so, as you can see, I'm a bit stressed and exhausted. I just want to skip the day tomorrow, and hide in bed 'till friday comes and saves me. will you be my valentine? |
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everyone's heard of the sucsessful youngsters, the ones who never worked for their fortune, but still spends each week, shopping for thousands or even millions of dollars. i've always envied them, wanting to become precisely like them, and now when i look at the outcome of them, i can proudly stand laughing at them, telling them "i told you so" without wanting anything back, not even a greeting. |
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