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)