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Had a weekend in Edinburgh. The gem of the north. Who could imagine London, the heart of the empire, beeing so easily beat.

Scotland, I miss you.
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"Gently rolling lowlands in south. Mountains in north."

CIA World Factbooks' description of Sweden.

I love my home.
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Isn't it so that when you don't look, you find? I am trying very hard not to look for her. But where is she?

I should write short posts that make sense.
myrtle:
I like your short post, very thought provoking.

I need to update with round belly pictures asap, but I had to send my computer off to get the battery repaired (it's under warranty) and haven't been able to upload any new photos on the borrowed computer. So sad.
myrtle:
Thanks! Isn't the belly getting round? It's quite exciting biggrin
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"Elle a vu le loup..... Compere, mon cher, je vous le dis, Jeune fille pucelle, jeune peronnelle, En foret cet apres-midi, A leve pour un plus d'une dentelle. Pour qui, pour qui, me diriez-vous, Leve ses dentelles, jeune peronnelle, Pour qui, pour qui, me disiez-vous, Leve ses dentelles pour un pauvre loup. Compere, mon cher, dites le moi, Ou cette demoiselle, leve ses dentelles...
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dwam:
I'm glad to find a foreigner Baudelaire's fan smile

Well, my tattoo isn't my drawing (I don't want to tattoo my own art on me eeek ) But I've planned the design with my tattooist.


I've wrote a traduction of this ditty poem, if you want. The original french has been written by my gifted roomie smile


SPOILERS! (Click to view)

(oh and it's better with accents and all ^^)

Elle a vu le loup.

Compre, mon cher, je vous le dis,
Jeune fille pucelle, jeune pronnelle,
En fort cet aprs-midi,
A lev pour un plus d'une dentelle.

Pour qui, pour qui, me diriez-vous,
Lve ses dentelles, jeune pronnelle,
Pour qui, pour qui, me disiez-vous,
Lve ses dentelles pour un pauvre loup.

Compre, mon cher, dtes le moi,
O cette demoiselle, lve ses dentelles,
En quelle fort ou en quel bois,
Puis-je me prsenter, jeune pronnelle.

Elle a vu le loup, elle a vu le loup,
Mais compre, le loup, c'est vous!




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"She's seen the wolf

My dear accomplice, I can tell you
This young maid, this young inane
In the forest this afternoon
Lifted for someone more than a lace

For who, for who, you'll ask,
She lift sher lace, this young inane ?
For who, for who, you've asked,
She lifts her lace ? For a poor wolf.

Dear accomplice, tell me, tell me
Where does this damsel lifts her lace ?
In which forest, in which woods
Can I run for, young inane ?

She's seen the wolf
She's seen the wolf
But, accomplice, the wolf...
He's you !"

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I like that poem. In the last entry. Beaudelaire. What a guy! I even wrote it here twice I just discovered. Reading my blog is like reading my diary from highschool. Does a person really change that much in so little time? I can't believe I wrote some of those/these things. Well, a person must take responsibility for his actions right?! Yes! I...
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bajkonur_bob:
Yes its almost scary how quickly that can happen. I moved to England a couple of weeks ago to apply to a college(thats why I didnt reply to your post straight away by the way, sorry about that. I finally get a response from someone really cool and I dont answer myself. whatever ) and suddenly all these things that seemed small and insignificant at home turn huge and incredibly important. Its like Im suddenly someone else. Im totally stressed out over here.

Yess!! You do that! Shouldnt be a problem for you. Im so looking forward to that!

Tea and crumpets to you. wink smile
myrtle:
Life is poetry doll, we all interpret different things smile
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Return with Your fangs and Your claws handsome kitten, to my ever loving heart, and I'll return to your eyes where I found those gems that won me from the start...
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I am so boring. I need a woman to make my fun wake up. You guys are amazing...
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Great! " There's always the world cup" he said... That's why you shouldn't say things like that. They jinx the whole thing! So, Sweden got played out of the cup by Germany. But that's OK really cause they played better football. They kicked ass... or ball, or whatever. But then I thought I could cheer for the Netherlands instead cause I really...
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Finally I got hold of a washing machine. I've been going out in clothes I wore in highschool for the last two weeks. Not to mention the underwear. That's about as close as I'll ever get to wearing fishnet undergarments without dressing up. It just doesn't sit right when you have a penis(I'm sorry about that..). And so I...
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Oh please allmighty God, strike me down with a bolt of lightning and please what ever you do, DON'T! I can and can't take these beautiful creations of yours but still I would want nothing else. A bolt of lightning through my heart would be painless compared to the feeling yet so wonderful that blows up my chest everytime they invade my soul...
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And today I turned red. I stood so long at the corner of the street that my one shoulder turned commie. I wear this nice miss universe-style ribbon with the name of the organization on it and it only covers one shoulder so now I look like a painted masai warrior or something. I guess tomorrow has to be sunblock-day. I never learn... whatever