Tango with me, if you may

Dancing. I'm kinda of those persons who always dwell one thing at a time. This time it's dances, specifically the wonderful tango.

http://weheartit.com/entry/14782063

Whenever I hear someone say tango, my hearts starts to beat faster. For me, tango is the South-American, sexy tango with beautiful animality while dancing and nearly sex-experiences. It's one of those dances that you are not completely sure if you should watch or not, those tangoes I've seen.. they have looked more like a foreplay.

Anyways, why do I suddenly think so much about tango? Because while on monday dancing with a different partner.. Let's call him Prince Charming the Second just cause we can *smirk* I maybe felt one small tingle of the true tango. When he dipped me and smiled, or when he held me so tight to him that I sometimes felt there was no room for me to breathe and I had to sniffle his aftershave and god I've been eating chocolate few times more. (he had something chocolatey in his aftershave. chocolatey and mint, it must have been mint, he smelled so fresh and .. maybe I'm just going to stop now telling about how incredible the Prince Charming II was. ) So, after that tango experience (okay, it was the classical European version of it, but still, the music was there) I danced with my partner.

http://weheartit.com/entry/15309295

He is a curious person, that one. He had had an awful day on monday, yet the moment we started dancing, he turned into a Duracel bunny. The bunny made one and half big steps, jumped up and down up and down. He did the most wonderful things, if this just had been some ballet. Yet, with tango, not holding me properly (there would have fitted between us two and a half men.

Today I made him prove that he was man enough to do many things for me. He insisted on carrying the books, when my locker broke he spent good fifteen minutes fixing it, there was even this one time when he was so proud looking when he saw me nearly tripping and "saved me" - then held me next to him for five minutes. For him, to be a man is apparently to be the powerful one. While dancing he doesn't feel powerful enough, not  manly enough (my assumption)

The task of these weeks- find a dress and get my partner to feel man enough.


- Liz

The Black Heels to Kill for

Ever been in a shoe shop one day after school starts, feeling very blue because of everything, and then had this HEUREKA- thing? I did. We were with my girls just discussing some school related stuff, my gaze just "because of habit" looking at the shoes, including the reduced prizes- shoes. You know, it's a must that you look at every single shoe in there, sometimes try it on (habit, again, you don't even have to like the shoe that much) and then put it back saying "not comfy" or "oh my, who would pay that much for this pair?".

Practically, this is something that you are supposed to do. So I HAD to try those black heels, I had to walk in them, while chatting with my friends, and I had to look in mirror. At that moment I was like snapped from a trance. My god, my legs looked good. Tall, sexy and incredibly comfortable. Three things that make those shoes so amazing. Not to forget the prize- 20€.

So what does this dimwit girl do? She said that okay, I'll try them on tomorrow, (If they will still be there!!!) and then decide. F*ck the voice of reason. Why couldn't I just be on my own that time, so that no one would say to me if it's wrong or bad idea or what I could do with the money.

http://weheartit.com/entry/5996426

Now, I'll probably not buy them. Just cause they will be sold tomorrow at four pm. (My guess. why would anyone want to leave so wonderful shoes not bought and rotten in the shop?!)

-Liz (already crying after the shoes)

Sorry

http://weheartit.com/entry/14070570

Now, I should apologize to myself for many things: 

for forcing myself into situations where my heart beats and I feel overall stupid because of it

for flirting with a guy I crushed on not that long ago

about that one time when I was on a class trip and every single time someone wanted to take a photo I made this very idiotic face.. So now all these pictures look like I would have been sulky all two weeks in a row (even though it wasn't so, I swear)

for not using own brain on first maths lesson (but thank you for my brain and reflexes on my first driving lesson)

-Liz

Is cactus a flower?

On wednesday I send for the first time in my life a flower to someone in another city. Well. Someone and someone. :D My best guy friend, has his bday today. Because I sadly can't attend his party so I insisted on not giving him a present and surprising him instead with sending a cactus to him.

Yeah, I know. A cactus. But he likes them and collects them at his table. In this way:

http://weheartit.com/entry/12936368

His table looks as neat as this one, no dust and no extra things like for example on my table, he has only one picture on there. 

It's amazing how quick time flies- today and tomorrow two of our good friends fly away to the other side of Atlantis for one year. I feel like in just few posts I'll be writing how great it was to see them again.

Thing that makes me now very exited: Potter and Sherlock Holmes.

Happy Bday my best friend, 

-Liz

How we met

Who? Not me and Ivon, but me and my best guy friend. (I have no clue anymore which name I gave him in here, as I didn't want to use his real name) We sat in a buss, from Oxford to London, and there were no seats left so I took the last one next to him. He looked at me, wondering what the h*ll I wanted from him. I was so tired after everything that my first sentence was: "Hi, my name is Liz. Can I use you as a pillow?" He looked at me for a moment then said yeah. I've never slept better "with" somebody in my life. So we got to halfway, when suddenly I realized that I absolutely have to keep this incredible person around me for some more. We started talking.. and if he would be just a tad more handsome, it would have been love on first talk. :D No, just kidding. I was amazed because of his wittiness, funny jokes, (the fact that I hurt myself with the handlebar and tears burst out of my eyes and he didn't flinch!!!) his honesty and incredible feeling I got while talking with him- that he was truly present. It took us the whole day in London (which we spent together) and the next few weeks to be suddenly so present and constant in each others lives.

http://weheartit.com/entry/9465995

Want the truth? I was always (before I met him) so jealous of those who had a best friend. The day I met him in a way changed my life. I'm no longer as independent as I was before. Without him advising, being present in my everyday life I feel like a fish without water, a flower without sun.. it's like living without air. I have no idea what will happen if we will someday not be in contact anymore for whatever the reason may be. Now, I'm not sure if that's a good thing or a bad one.

And at that thought I will end this text.. Just imagine, how everything in my life is dependent from him. Well.. at least he doesn't know about this blog. :D
-Liz

7 for all mankind

Five reasons why I wish now would be cold and there would be leaves falling:

1. Jeans
2. Jeans
3. Jeans
4. Jeans
5. Jeans

So, now as we have already established that.. Why am I hyping about jeans now. There couldn't be more easy reason behind this. I just bought a new pair jeans for a price they are not even worth. Would they have been a higher price, even three times as high, I would have paid it. This pair is everything I would ever want to have in jeans. It's comfortable, chick, basic (for me jeans are just a good basis of an outfit, the basis that has to be steady, in rain or no rain, and always be worn with the feeling you don't have anything on) and the material and cut was as cut for me personally.

http://weheartit.com/entry/12479796

Welcome the king of the jeans- 7 for all mankind. A Californian company, the jeans are popular by nearly all Hollywood stars, and for a reason. The cut, the small details, the fabric really makes a change. 11 years later, the jeans are sold in stores in over 80 countries. The only thing that can be difficult, is the price. If my assurance does help at all, those jeans are truly worth every penny. The best tip I can give, is to wait for sales in those stores. I don't know, maybe you will be even as lucky as I was and buy your jeans for 50% off.

Oh, and want to know the queen of jeans? Look Nudie Jeans up. (yeah, it's from Sweden)

-Liz

Nightly chatting dates with Liz

I was sitting waiting (wishing.. Haha, Jack Johnson. His songs have been my listen-to music these past two days) for my best guyfriend to come and chat with me. It was dark, everybody else was already asleep and I waited and waited and waited for him. The nightly chatting "dates" (not in a romantic sense!) have been our hobby (he actually wrote it in a official paper "Nightly chatting dates with Liz") for over a year now. The only nights when this didn't happen- New Years Eve, whenever I or he were away in other countries, on Mondays, Tuesdays and Wednesdays, the nights of our birthdays, Christmas, his ball night (a tradition here) and some other few. My white Mac is a laptop, he never owned a laptop so he sat always at his PC. The only reason why my computer is not as clean and white and shiny as it should be, are those chatting dates. I sat it on my lap on my bed, trying not to move for my parents shouldn't know. As shouldn't his, too. Most times we cracked up at some point so suddenly that there was no possibility to laugh into pillow. It was matter of seconds when our parents came and opened our doors, sincerely said, it needed ninja skills not to get caught while still laughing and closing the computer and saying bye to each other.

http://weheartit.com/entry/12445379

Sometimes he was so tired that he fell asleep in fifteen minutes and I had to call him on the phone so that his parents wouldn't find out about chatting dates. He would answer me totally bewildered but still whispering "Did I fall asleep again, Liz?" and we would talk for the next ten minutes about everything. At some point my parents would stop at my door wondering did they hear voices so he understood the situation and continued whispering absolutely stupid things to me like what he would do when he'd meet the Queen (greet and say Hi from me). The same happened sometimes with me- I would fall asleep and not wake up when the phone was ringing, my parents would come in find me sleeping with computer and phone ringing.. They would answer it and as he would understand the thing after few moments (after ofc telling them to wake up or my parents would come) he would say sorry and hang up.
There were times when I was at a party and at midnight went out to phone him that I'm not home. There was even this one time when I was at my best friends party and went to chat on her computer.. We chatted the whole party through, the whole night. At some point someone wanted to "loan" the room and I told them to go away. Next morning my best friend was laughing long since there were few boys asking for me and all she could say was "Liz is chatting with her best guy friend now, sorry".
We once had a massive fight about something very stupid, so we didn't have our date for few nights. At one morning (after three nights of me practically crying asleep) I got a call from him praying for me to forgive him. (and then we nearly had a new fight who was to blame, me or him)
Every now and then we would plan traveling all the world together. He would suggest a road trip in USA, I would suggest a similar one in France. We would agree on doing them both.

http://weheartit.com/entry/10977117

Now. This is just the nostalgia talk. You know when your friends "grow up", for example they have to study very hard to get through some huge, life changing exams? So they study the whole time, suddenly they don't have the time for you in the same way as before, and you feel like the whole week is crap because of that. So after being away all summer I had expected to come back and that everything would be as always with our dates. What I didn't know was that he had already begun to study and would study all the time. I nearly had an heart attack when I waited the whole night through and his image would not just pop up as it always did. I fell asleep. This happened every single night for a week. In the day time we would talk normally (or even more than before) but in the night.. I would fall asleep every single time and wake up with tears in my eyes.

http://weheartit.com/entry/12293589

Yesterday we talked about it and considered options (none of them which were anyhow realistic). So he invited me on a nightly chatting date at midnight.
It would have been perfect (and yeah I made a nicer night up-do than usual just for the occasion, and changed my night shirt into a sassy one- it's still a Date, right?) if I hadn't waited all night again through and then as nothing came from him, wrote a text with a "we shouldn't be friends but we are and he's kinda weird but totally adorable and my best friend doesn't approve him and even though he is also studying for the exams he has time for me in the night even though I help him to prepare for a date"-friend about "How to steal a guy from another (girl)". Totally bullsh*t.

http://weheartit.com/entry/11763484

Still, a result of a week and a bit above non-dateless nights.

http://weheartit.com/entry/12404867

-Liz

P.S. I hope to get one very special Date when he gets his mistake (and a damn good explanation, too)

Post-Narnian stress

Nervous. That's my main emotion right now. Even though tomorrow won't change anything.. For me, it kind of will. You know those people you haven't seen for a very long time.. and they have physically changed in that time a lot, so you suddenly realize that you have no clue how you will recognize them at that place where you agreed to meet.

Young love in the city. Photo by Liz

It's like you just spent a whole lifetime in Narnia and you wonder how has everything changed in your own world in the time. You want to look presentable, but not uptight, like yourself but in a better version. So you end up trying everything you have in your closet, go through your sisters closet (then clean it all up for she can't possibly know, she'll be so mad!) find nothing, burst into tears.. It's a tragical day for you. Your mantra is "shave shave shave" (ever tried to say that aloud very very quickly? sounds so crazy!) and you don't end up doing that at all. Since listening to your best friends story about her summer is so much more important.

Photo by Liz

Now, for tomorrow. Shave, find something to wear (is a quick shopping tour at the nearest mall too late?) and smile even if he is an asshole and talks about his break-up with his girlfriend the whole time. Be home early, blame your parents but be inside so relieved that you escaped the situation in some way very easily.

-Liz

The Best of Stockholm

In my one week in Stockholm (just returned, phiuh, the flight was tiresome) I experienced a lot, saw the best bits of the city and now decided to show them to the wide public (or not) of this blog.


The Best Cafe of the whole place.. is of course (what were you thinking, huh?) the Coppola Caffe. Located on the Sergels Torg (you can't get more to Center in this part of city), just around the corner (you see the NK when you watch out of the window). They have the most kind stuff, who actually have to work damn hard as it's so popular), the seats are comfortable and the food.. you can't describe it. It's reasonably priced, done as in a restaurant and absolutely delicious. And even though there are always people seeking for a table in this cafe, (we were so lucky to find ourselves always a great table, but not everyone is) no one pushes you to leave. Practically, you are expected to sit long even over a cup of coffee. (in this world today, in the very city center this happens too rarely)

http://gastrogate.com/restaurang/coppolacaffe

http://weheartit.com/entry/65457

The Best Take-away (or eat in) is Cafe Metro, which is also in the very city center. I can highly recommend their salads, pastas, coffees and muffins. The girl at the counter is super nice!

The Best Bookshop is the English Bookshop. Located in the Gamla Stan (old town, it's an island of it's own) the keeper is a nice old man, who is glad to help. Personally, I loved the selection of the books- I couldn't find anything that didn't belong in there. Every single book is on English, there are no Swedish books included, and the (my favorite)- they have a very good variation of Keep Calm and ###- stuff. I got one too and now after many jungles, I've got it right next to me! I'll probably hang it in the House (which is by the way moving toward our move into it.. not very fast, but still) and then do a post why I actually chose the one.

www.bookshop.se

http://weheartit.com/entry/11987654

Coppola Caffe
Hamngatan 37
Stockholm

Cafe Metro
Kungsgatan 41
Stockholm

The English Bookshop
Lilla Nygatan 11
Stockholm


Enjoy!
-Liz

What are words?

I have had a wonderful week here in Sweden with Liz including HP7, shopping, walking, laughing awfully etc., though, I have been feeling a bit ill and so on. Hopefully I can cope with my summer job on tuesday again. This computer sucs, so some nice pics and informations about Stockholm will be added here late (Oh how grateful I'm of my MacBook). As Liz was here with me we heard some tricky and amazing songs which we wrote down. But the name of this one here we didn't found - I'm just totally in love with these heartbreaking lyrics!!!!!!!!!!

Chris Medina - What are words

Anywhere you are, I am near
Anywhere you go, I'll be there
Anytime you whisper my name, you'll see
How every single promise I keep
Cuz what kind of guy would I be
If I was to leave when you need me most

What are words
If you really don't mean them
When you say them
What are words
If they're only for good times
Then they don't
When it's love
Yeah, you say them out loud
Those words, They never go away
They live on, even when we're gone

And I know an angel was sent just for me
And I know I'm meant to be where I am
And I'm gonna be
Standing right beside her tonight

And I'm gonna be by your side
I would never leave when she needs me most

What are words
If you really don't mean them
When you say them
What are words
If they're only for good times
Then they don't
When it's love
Yeah, you say them out loud
Those words, They never go away
They live on, even when we're gone

Anywhere you are, I am near
Anywhere you go, I'll be there
And I'm gonna be here forever more
Every single promise I keep
Cuz what kind of guy would I be
If I was to leave when you need me most

I'm forever keeping my angel close

...............................................................................................

Did I just get a small tear on my cheeck?

What if you are nice

What if you would suddenly find out that your dance partner cut his hair to an iroquois? That this iroquois was a blue one and he was thinking about having it turned blond?

http://weheartit.com/entry/11563970

What if you were washing the car and understood that you have to have a car since the family's car is too big, too expensive and too new to be broken while you drive the first times? Your next thought would be what am I gonna do since you can't afford own car and can't expect to get a new car out of blue on a beautiful summer morning.

What if your dance partner (oh, how everything seems to be happening around him today) has asked many people (we can count five as many, right?) if they do know in which part of the world you are at that moment and then when has received few addresses in few weeks has got frustrated and asked you straight since he wants to meet you because he misses you and wants to talk (hopefully not about his girlfriend..)? And you thought it was cute?

http://weheartit.com/entry/11810131

What would you feel if you would be flying over to your best friend tomorrow and you should be doing thousand and one things and you are still sitting at computer? (it's called lazy girl who's frustrated, just so you know)

-Liz

Travel in train

If you, in the same way as I, have never travelled whole days in a train... Read this carefully: because now the wholly amazed Liz can tell you some tips for your train trips.  Be comfortable and and carefully clothed.

http://weheartit.com/entry/11414984

1. Be comfortable and carefully clothed.

    -> don't wear your best clothes (at some moment you'll get hot/cold and trust me, your best dress will         be all unwrinkled and not as great looking as before)
   -> high heels is a big no-no. Trust flat shoes, if not Converse/Olympus, then comfortable flats/ballerinas.
jeans are the best choose. I support also tights+something combo
         -> About those jeans. Even if tight jeans make your ass look great, don't wear them. Looks awful after 4 hours (or more) sitting.   

2. Drink lots of water.

   -> sitting whole day is tiring, and kind of the same as flying (you sit probably uncomfortably)

http://weheartit.com/entry/11411841

3. Trust (not) the cafes of trains.

   -> they are expensive

   -> if you were so idiotic that forgot your water+food (snacks), trust them and buy the water and damn food.. we don't water a dead body in the crowd

4. Even if something doesn't go according to your plan, there is one thing 100% sure- there will be more trains.

   -> don't cry/be bitchy to other people, it's not their fault. Probably it was your fault anyways.

   -> relax, go with the flow, honey

5. If you sit next to an unknown person, talk with them. you are probably traveling with the train to a new town/city/country/.. and if they have lived there their whole life, they should know their city. 

   -> be sensitive, if they sleep or look sleepy, don't bother to wake them up

   -> don't ask personal questions! It's not your place to know how their life is.

   -> if you're a girl and you're asking a guy.. they might assume that you're hitting on them. Since I don't sport quickies  trains with strangers, my advice is: tell them that you have a boyfriend (even if you don't) and that you are not interested in him. This you tell at that moment when he is either suggesting something bad or strongly and weirdly telling you about his girlfriend.

http://weheartit.com/entry/11381414

Hopefully these tips help you at least a bit! :)

-Liz

Munich- the city that robs ones heart

Visiting Munich? Wonderful, great choose. The beautiful city us a treasure, the center of Bayern and a marvelous destination for a weekend trip (and if you can afford to be longer away from school/work, I can't see any reason why not to get away into the amazing city for a longer time).
First of all, Munich is a city where you pay only with € (no, if you give five dollars over the sum, they won't take dollars) this was just for your information, if you're not aware of how to pay. Good fact one should remember in Germany.
Munich is a beautiful place, with many cafees and small shops spread all over the place (don't be afraid to walk, even if it looks weird in some places). Be ready to ask people, as many times as they ask you whether they could somehow help you. My biggest advice: ask if you don't know (this is handy also in normal life). Try to find places that interest you. To make thoughts forehand, check this out!

http://weheartit.com/entry/11100454

Frauenkirche- the most beautiful church around, there is a possibility to climb up the tower of the church. From there is a wonderful view across the city. Next to the church are many Biergarten. Visit one of them (my advice is, try in the night Hofbräuhaus, it's the oldest, biggest and most famous. But there are still more Germans in there than tourists, for it can get a tad loud sometimes)  It can be that you are more of a wine-girl than beer-girl. (I am for sure, as is Ivon!) Even though they have wine.. it doesn't look good if you order it. Trust me, you gotta have beer in some way, otherwise all the people around know that you are kinda messed up (in Germany you have to seek people who don't drink beer in any variations). One of the perfect things in Germany is, that they have variations, and many of them. With beer they variate it in "Diesel", "Radler", and many other ways. Diesel is a combination of Coca-Cola and beer, nearly fifty-fifty in the glass. Tastes like Coca-Cola, but has a twist of beer. Radler on other hand is the same thing but Sprite. These drinks are what Germans give their children at festivals and on other occasions.

http://weheartit.com/entry/3934058

Because Germans do everything properly, they even have Weinschorle- white or red wine combined with Sprite. Try it just for fun! For me, this tastes as summer, friends, youth, breaking the rules of behaviour (who would guess that you're as old as you are when you drink anything combined not with an other alcohol drink but with the usual, plain old Sprite/Cola?), it still has the taste of good old wine but with a new, refreshing side taste.

.. I guess I kinda got carried out now with the drinks. Well.. what can I do? A girl has to know what tastes best. The last thing about beer- the local big brand in Munich is Paulaner- beer. Don't go with Heineken, please don't do that!!

So, back to the places and to-do's of the city. If it's rainy or you are very interested in technology and history of it, you must visit Deutsches Museum ("the German Museum"). It's a big museum full of tech-cool stuff. There is a possibility that you travel with a guy who really really wants to spend the day in the museum.. Give them the chance. Blackmail them into a shopping/walking day in the best places of Munich. ;) The best shopping places are around the "Zentrum" even though there are some outlets (MANY) outside the city. If you seeks something more original, try the places around Marienplatz. It doesn't matter if you have any money on you, but this is a Must, otherwise you haven't seen Munich. Walk eating ice-cream (Germans have a tradition of getting the best of other things, so it will be Gelato that you'll be eating. The only and one true Gelato) on Maximilianstrasse and Theaterstrasse. Maximilianstrasse is famous for it's Chanel, Bvlgari, Prada, etc stores. Theaterstrasse is more famous for it's liveness, as there are always many street performances going on, starting of break dance, ending with opera singing and orchestras on the street. Enjoy them, visit Kunsthalle and the passages around it.

Got any questions? Ask us!

-Liz

Travel in train

If you, in the same way as I, have never travelled whole days in a train... Read this carefully: because now the wholly amazed Liz can tell you some tips for your train trips.  Be comfortable and and carefully clothed.

http://weheartit.com/entry/11414984

1. Be comfortable and carefully clothed.

    -> don't wear your best clothes (at some moment you'll get hot/cold and trust me, your best dress will         be all unwrinkled and not as great looking as before)
   -> high heels is a big no-no. Trust flat shoes, if not Converse/Olympus, then comfortable flats/ballerinas.
jeans are the best choose. I support also tights+something combo
         -> About those jeans. Even if tight jeans make your ass look great, don't wear them. Looks awful after 4 hours (or more) sitting.   

2. Drink lots of water.

   -> sitting whole day is tiring, and kind of the same as flying (you sit probably uncomfortably)

http://weheartit.com/entry/11411841

3. Trust (not) the cafes of trains.

   -> they are expensive

   -> if you were so idiotic that forgot your water+food (snacks), trust them and buy the water and damn food.. we don't water a dead body in the crowd

4. Even if something doesn't go according to your plan, there is one thing 100% sure- there will be more trains.

   -> don't cry/be bitchy to other people, it's not their fault. Probably it was your fault anyways.

   -> relax, go with the flow, honey

5. If you sit next to an unknown person, talk with them. you are probably traveling with the train to a new town/city/country/.. and if they have lived there their whole life, they should know their city. 

   -> be sensitive, if they sleep or look sleepy, don't bother to wake them up

   -> don't ask personal questions! It's not your place to know how their life is.

   -> if you're a girl and you're asking a guy.. they might assume that you're hitting on them. Since I don't sport quickies  trains with strangers, my advice is: tell them that you have a boyfriend (even if you don't) and that you are not interested in him. This you tell at that moment when he is either suggesting something bad or strongly and weirdly telling you about his girlfriend.

http://weheartit.com/entry/11381414

Hopefully these tips help you at least a bit! :)

-Liz

Cars, boys

Guess who signed up to driving school today? :D Me!

I also got a new pass, asked to cut the old picture of he old pass as a memory (and was given the powerful "YEASH" /the lady had weird accent.. and when she cut the picture, she asked her co-worker to join her, and then they !literally! talked three minutes how cute I was as a child. Then they looked at me again and saw my at that moment unshaved legs and went all quiet. ugh)

For a first time ever my best guy friend was not nice to me and went to sleep early. :/ So I wrote a long message to my guy friend (who has a girl friend and all, but for some weird reason is "Interested in me as a friend".. :D sounds so wrong now). Now, an hour later, he has told me about all his problems with his girlfriend and because my best friend kinda dumped me into the night when I don't wan tto go to sleep, I sit here and eat ice cream and read these cute messages from him.

Sober in a closet, this means summer

Have you ever watched your friends acting all idiotic but been happy even so.. Because you know you won't see them for such a long time? Yeah, for me ten weeks is a long time. :D And because of those ten weeks you excuse every stupidity from them. Even though you know that those stupidities are the ones which you would never excuse under other circumstances. On the next morning you wake up feeling stupid, kind of nostalgic.. and suddenly there seem to be no excuses for no ones behavior last night.

http://weheartit.com/entry/10454983

Now it's sunday, I should have done million of things but the Internet decided not to work when needed and so after buying my closet at IKEA's.. I've done nothing. Summer, I know :D

http://weheartit.com/entry/10474089

About my closet. This may sound weird.. or strange, or just amazing, but I'm having 2,5m of closet space  just for my stuff. How wonderful is it? Or on the other side.. How freaking weird is it? Really, do NORMAL people even have that much of closet space? Because of this, I wanted to have an IKEA'n PAX- closet. My whole thing (I can't possibly say it's a normal closet now, can I?) costed 800€. A price I've seen now only by IKEA, for 2,5m closet spaces. To be totally honest with you, I would pay for this closet even three times more if needed. The Pax is so wonderful and useful that I have no interest in using "normal" closets ever again. Yep, I'm totally Ikea-closet girl :D Geez, this sounded so stupid.. I'm amazed that I actually wrote it.

Have a great summer, these girls are having full blast of summer now!

- Liz, a sworn Ikea-closet girl ;)

Hairdresser is a golden, steady person- hold to them

Now, a story (again.. I should become a story writer or something, I noticed that I tell nearly everything story form)

http://weheartit.com/entry/10262875

A hairdresser, whom I have used now over 10 years (before that my hair was always cut by my sister, mum or aunt) First, she started really small- her "chair" was a borrowed, her clippers and stuff was bought to her by her clients, who believed in her and knew her story. Her story isn't important now, even thought it is inspiring. So, with help of her clients, her talent and attitude she first came out from that horrendous place in the outskirts of the city. Back then there was no good connections with trains and busses, so one had to travel four busses to get there.. And once you were there you were deadly afraid if someone would beat you up in the streets.

Her new place, now a studio shared with another hairdresser was in city, easy to reach and nearly perfect.. Just that her partner became an alcoholic and she had to seek another place. So she bought her own place, in few years she renovated the whole space.. It was amazing what she managed to do just in ten years, after having cancer and moving into the country.

http://weheartit.com/entry/10370619

So this year she sold her beautiful place and went back to where she started. Her clients are usually from middle class or lower class.. And even so, when I went to the part of the city where she started and got my hair cut.. I cried a while when I walked out of her "salon", where she now had her own chair and used her own products, while the other ladies in there used cheap products. The music was not jazz anymore but country-radio, where she washes clients hair was so uncomfortable that I lost the feel of my both hands for five minutes. The amazing thing is that the moment she talked with me or just casually walked by.. There was no such a feeling that she has reached her bottom again, nor that she has to start her whole career into the luxury of an own place now, ten years older. Her respect for her clients and her excellent job has made her hundreds of clients stay with her. Now okay, I have few times tried another hairdresser.. but no way I'm coming back to them.

http://weheartit.com/entry/10374487

The whole point if this story is: if you find a hairdresser who does your hair excellently, who knows what you like and what suits you, who gives tips on what products to use and which ones are just harmful to you, a hairdresser who no matter where or when respects you and does the job wonderfully.. Then, believe me, this hairdresser is worth all the gold in the world. Seriously, if my hairdresser suddenly decides to move out of the country and into another one.. Trust me, I will still be flying to her, to get my hair done.

-Liz

Carrie Diaries

"The Carrie Diaries" by Candace Bushnell

I must confess, whenever I watched Sex and the City.. I never thought about the girls backgrounds. A shame, actually. On the other side, in my opinion I am approved- the backgrounds are something that one rarely thinks of when watching a tv-show like this one. You are more interested in fashion, plot, sex, kisses, again fashion, New York, persons and so on. As long as the background- the city where the persons are from, friends from before, even family - doesn't matter, you are not interested. It's the information that would make the story deeper, more dimensional. The depth is something what we usually don't want. It's the entertainment we are after, right?

http://weheartit.com/entry/9569048

So, what made me choose this particular book, beside the fact that it had "Carrie" written on it, there were few girls in the bookstore admiring this book and totally jealous when I bought it (they didn't want to spend the money.. their loss!)? The smaller, white print, was the one which forced me to stop and dig the money from my purse. Candace Bushnell.



Candace was born in 1953 and moved into New York from Glastonbury at age of 19. She wrote then her first book- a children's book. After this, she wrote many columns, one of which was 1994-1996 the "Sex and the City"- column. It was made into the tv-series and then into two movies with SJP. Carrie, the main person and the protagonist of the show is an alter ego of Candace, who herself wrote the experiences of herself and her friends.

Personally I love her writing style, her edge in words and a positive radiation in books. The Carrie Diaries reveal how Carrie met Samantha, what happened with her family, how she came to New York, her first friend in New York and a problematic teenage dating. It is amusing, funny, I even cried once and overall a book in a good taste. Oh, and the funniest part- Carrie and her friends are virgins, not sex-crazy adults. :D Made me laugh so hard, since I never thought that Carrie had selfconfidence problems or thought whether she should have sex with her idiot boyfriend, just because everyone else has.


-Liz

P.S. check this out.. Carrie Maths. Now there I have to say, amazing.
http://the-frenemy.com/post/5366472538/carrie-bradshaw-math

New look, new season

    Sorry Liz, I didn't ask you if it was okay or not to change a little bit the look of our blog. I did it anyway because I thought the summer season needs something new! The first picture is still same but with colour, and the background is pale white. Doesn't it look much more better? And fresh?
    Let's continue. I have a tomato! I mean, a tiny tomato tree which I bought today. Hopefully I'm able to take care about it, so after few months I could eat some fresh tomatoes :) The tomato wasn't the only strange thing that I bought. Basically, the idea of buying bras doesn't sound odd, but it is very odd to travel to the neighbour city to buy bras. In fact that's what I did. At least I have sexy new bras now. What a interesting story -or not at all.
    Maybe our exam week is the reason for my strange behaviour. Tiredness. Exhaustion. Misery. To be honest that sounded far too depressing as it really is, but this has just been a horror week. Three exams left and then tadadaaaaaa FREEDOM! Let the summer begin.

                                                        

Here were some sunny memories.

-Ivon

Disappointment

Another story and this time not so great, I think.

There are the completely opposites- two guys, and just not to make things more black and white, they both have black hair. (it rarely happens in real life like in Harry Potter- the bad guy has blond (SEXY!) hair and the good guy is sporting a dark hair look) They are both popular, just in different spaces. Todd is absolutely the bad boy, he drinks amounts of alcohol no one is supposed to be able to drink, he has a steady girl friend but she is kinda slutty and he flirts with everything that walks on two feet. School is not so interesting for him, he nearly fails every class but inside he is one of the brightest guys I've met. He smokes, talks about sex all the time, has dirty jokes.. Well. Imagine him being something like Chuck Bass.. Just not as rich and he has a normal family. Oh, and he doesn't dress like him. The attitude is although the same.

http://weheartit.com/entry/9885842

The second boy is sweet, nice, thoughtful, has an awful style (just saying) but his playboy-ish best friend who has a good style tries to save the cause. Jacob (sorry, but now I'm actually using the poor boys second name.. I'm not a Twilight fan to use those names on free will) is the guy who you dream to be your friend, the only thing is that he has practically only girls around him, with the few guys in between. His girlfriend is younger, and a bitch.. okay, I don't know her well enough to judge that harshly. She must be a very nice girl, shy, and all, if she's his girlfriend. Imagine.. Jacob is kind of a perfect guy, he hugs and tells you he loves you.

http://weheartit.com/entry/3909064

The actual story now, after the introductions (as always ;) ) They both failed maths, and to everyones amazement.. their teacher said that they had a second chance, to do better. In our school, it is a opportunity that is rarely given. The whole week everyone talked about their chance and the importance of studying. One of the guys had his girlfriends birthday last weekend. He actually missed her party and promised her as a compensation a weekend trip. She accepted, got her school friend (who is great at maths) to help him and was the most kind and understanding girl who anyone could have expected. He studied hard, and today did the test.. When he walked out of the class he looked relieved, proud of himself and happy.

The second boy told his girlfriend that he couldn't go on a party, because he had to study. His girlfriend did a tantrum that made him moody for a week, he went to the party and got so drunk that was not accepted in a cab. In the end, he did not study at all, spending his sunday on a picnic with friends and shopping on the week. There is no guessing how his test went.

http://weheartit.com/entry/9894687

This should be a mystery, but one guesses the answer too easily. If I was shocked, my trust and believe in them both cracked,... My version of Chuck Bass had the nice girlfriend. He studied like never before. Jacob did no move to study, got drunk and was moody, just because of his girlfriend who wanted him on the party. Why I am shocked? I had always believed and judged Todd so harsh when in reality I had no right to do so, and no knowledge of him and his thoughts. And while I believed to know Jacob and his thoughts and ideals, it suddenly clear that I have no knowledge of him what so ever. The guy I thought I knew and was friends with is not the one who he in reality is. I was disappointed in myself, since I am known to my friends as the one who "knows" the types and people. When I told this story to my friend, (we were in the bus that moment) I started crying.

-Liz, disappointed in herself and so sorry about judging Todd. (if you ever read this and get who I am, please accept my apology sincerely straight from my heart)

Planner or not?

Are you a planner? I always thought I was. My whole life I spent thinking that I was practically the reason why people hate planners (because human beings really do, we want quick decisions, new ways to see things, people who think outside the box and create) I had everything planned, the plans A, B, C, D, E, F, all the way up until M (never went beyond that since I thought that if all my former plans would fail it would mean that hell has frozen over and I have been dead for 20 days).

http://weheartit.com/entry/9581015

The only things I never planned:
-my wedding (have to have a man to do that I think)
- my kids lives and carriers (have to have kids to know what they can do, right?)

http://weheartit.com/entry/9847923
Love this picture, absolutely love it. See? I can't know who the man is!

For me the overall planning "syndrome" meant in some way being a own person, being an adult and other things in that way. I still have no idea why I had this strange opinion. Possibly because my parents, sister, all the "adults" in my life seemed to be always busy, having heavy calendars and many books to read and people to meet.

Now, to the point (I know, I've always got these weird introductions) I found out this week that I am not a planner. A friend of ours has actually planned her wedding (now, I'm serious, even though she now denies it, she has told me once about it) she plans.. nearly everything. Like, there is no such a thing she hasn't planned.

And then the shock: my best guy friend is a planner too. I nearly fell from my chair when I understood that. We are meeting again on saturday (how I wait for saturday!!!) and he wanted to plan where we eat and what we could do.. What about do things that come to our minds and cuddle in freedom of not planning, celebrating the fact that I am not a planner?

http://weheartit.com/entry/9860566

-Liz, a newly reformed NOT-planner.

Boys, boys, boys

- are idiots. Or not all, but one specific guy, who was supposed to be my dance partner, but he kind of me. Actually, I don't want to talk about it now, because the whole situation was weird, quick and too complicated to explain. Anyhow,  (and this question is to girls) have you ever wondered what is going on in those tiny male brains?!?! I obviously don't. Maybe that is the reason for all my failed relationships with boys. Any tips maybe? I'm hearing!
Tomorrow I´m invited to some kind of beach-birthday-party, but I think I'm definitely not going. First, there isn't warm enough. Secondly, I don't really know those people and parties mean always alcohol. At the moment I'm rid of alcohol because of the 1st May.
Okay, okay.... Nobody is interested. However, the life is messy. That's the truth.


- Ivon

Fencing

Just a passing note.. I have finally reached the last pics on my camera! What a wonderful day, really. The last pics (I'll look which one's of them are okay to be shown here) are taken, I will take the film to the shop probably tomorrow, so I'll get them next week.. Oh my my, I'm happy. 

We were fencing today with my school.. And oh my, it was so funny! Seriously, if you ever will have a possibility to try it, don't be shy and think that everyone else will laugh over you. They may do so, but remember- even the best of the world sucked in the beginning. Well, enough of that. 

http://weheartit.com/entry/15941

There are some things you probably would want to know about fencing- or the side effects of it. After having fenced for one hour I can officially tell ..

- you will have not sexy bed hair if you don't do your hair properly (really. uncool.)

- you will want to try again

- even though you will be scared at first ("oh my god, it hurts!" - trust me, it doesn't. you are forced to have proper shields on you (breast shield.. anyone? it takes over 800N on it, so trust me, it does. not. hurt)) you will love it once you will understand it doesn't hurt

- you will be very sweaty after your session

- those fencers.. hot boys. hot, athletic boys who are too underestimated ;)

- if you have glasses usually. be kind to yourself and wear contacts that day. 

http://weheartit.com/entry/5984770

Have fun fencing! 

-Liz

Don't Tell me it's over, it only just begun

The second of may.. Last school month and we will be free for summer holidays. Yep. Sounds amazing, except that now our teachers suddenly realized they have to test us on every single subject possible.. I'm nearly dying here.

http://weheartit.com/entry/7002477

Things that make me happy:

+ sun outside shining like there is no tomorrow
+ good music (as in Amy Macdonald.. hence the title)
+ my classmate with whom I have been in the same class this year and with whom I realized today, I have never spoken privately. This changed as I stumbled on him when getting on a random bus to get to the library. 15/10min? Well. First it was like a bucket of ice had been poured on us.. then, with me doing the most job of talking, it got kinda better. Slightly better, but still.
+ a girl in my school who I am on friendly terms with didn't get a F on a maths test -> she might not fail this whole class. (yeah, might.. I guess we will all find out how it went in a month or so)
+ Jane Austen book club - film yesterday on TV. Made me smile and laugh for a while
+ tights, socks, stay-ups (!!!) and sexy lingerie.. Oh how I love this kind of shopping while waiting for people
+ the feel of class unity when we start thinking when and how we will meet on summer.. (my guess would be that we will not do that even though we plan all this now)
+ the feeling of a good thing done, as I found in a shop something my friend had searched for a while, water tattoos! The most nostalgic thing ever, and it was cheap. A great may- present for her!
+ Royal wedding (Kate is adorable!)
+ I'm meeting tomorrow three amazing persons, and have a trip over to my best friend planned!

http://weheartit.com/entry/9385541

The things that trouble me:

- the cars in here are blasting expensive! I'm having a crisis in few months!
- the first of may is always a big deal in here.. So this year we had an totally drunken friends best friend to drag with us through the whole city.. As there were no busses or trams on time. Being drunk she accused us of caring, her best friend of lying, told her parents she hated them and that her few years younger brother drinks and smokes. Which they didn't believe of course but they surely were pissed off on her for being drunk and an idiot.
- this said friend accepted that she doesn't know her best friend as she thought she did and was pissed and sad and nearly cried
- I nearly picked the wrong color of stay-ups in the store.. Phiuh
- horrible two weeks ahead of me
- mum having a problem with her back.. and even though I feel sorry for her, this leaves all the house work onto me.. and I'm not getting enough sleep now
- watching at all the young ones in parks totally drunk and making fools out of themselves. Sad. Horrible. Alcohol, even though fun sometimes in our age, but horrible for those who are too young to understand the negative sides and the risks.

http://weheartit.com/entry/9228007

Yeh it's Harry Potter day today! :D I've been wearing the colors of my favorite house all day. Mm.. Feeling great! ;)

-Liz