Tourists
Pokémons, wizards or Jedi?
I SAW THIS blog post about hei what you would choose if you had three different opportunites appearing.
- Go to Hogwarts
- Become a Jedi
- Become a Pokémon trainer
And I now find myself pondering this... at least between opportunity one and three. I like Star Wars but becoming a Jedi seems like too much trouble. Giving up your kids, deny your emotions, probably being killed just by being a Jedi and stuff.
So, Pokémon or wizard... Going to Hogwarts would be pretty amazing and all but just imaging having your own Pokémon. A little animal super dedicated and devoted to you.
(Well, except if you get stuck with Snorlax.)
(Although I would love him just as much, that big lump!)
Going to Hogwarts I would have an owl. Probably like Hedwig. Because I'm mainstream. And I would have a wand. Which is PRETTY convincing but... I would end up with poorly judged professors and would probably face villains who could end up killing me by just one word.
And then there's Pokémon. I would leave home at ten and travel the world. Would have a devoted animalish with almost godlike powers and the stories of the creations of universes. Also, the villains I would meet would have great comical timing and fly off into the horizon before actually doing any harm.
And think all that they could do for you: surf you anywhere, teleport you anywhere, provide electricity-- saving money, eh!--, DRAGONS, can make it sunny/rain, UNICORNS-- I want Rapidash!-- and then make you sleep. So you won't have to worry about insomnia.
Yep. Pokémon trainer it is. They just seem like the worlds. Best. Pet. Ever.
Walking the same route every day
And she's back in New York
But then again-- from experience-- it's more fun visiting her in New York than Sweden!
Michael Kors watch
(It's so pretthhyy!)
Because I just had to pick one the one I would never buy. Because spending that much money on a watch is stupid.
(But I will when I've got some money flow going on.)
Not when I have it in my iPhone.
This is me thinking:
How to spend your evening
TONIGHT I AM stumbling and readin Le Love Image. Been doing it for hours and I might just continue with it until I turn off the lights and pull the cover up to my chin.
If you haven't read Le Love Image
(And are a girl.)
you should plan a visit. It is the love blog for all lost souls out there. Or confused souls. Or happy souls. Or just crazy souls. Whatever you're feeling
(See why I'm only turning to the girls now, boys?)
you will find a post on the site, written by someone who's in the same situation. And that's always nice to read. That you're not completely lost in space. At least not lost alone, there are a lot of people floating around up there!
Runaway grace
Eywa spirits flying around
(Although I absolutely rock at that.)
but whenever I see something, or say something, I most definitely have a great scene in my mind. Like this picture above. I was sitting reading a book
(Not just saying that because it sounds good, I genuinely was!)
when I saw this little guy falling down on my lap. It blew on it for a second and he flew up again. And then I realised! Avatar! I had just had an encounter with one of Eywa's little spirit knights! So I blew one more time and took my hand under so that he would slowly fall into my palm. And that was my tip of the day of how to make life more interesting.
Knowing your facts
5 second rule
*Food hits floor*
GERMS: Let's get it!
KING GERM: No, we must wait five seconds.
Some things
- Whenever I get a hold of a Sharpie, I just want to write EVERYWHERE!
- When, in class, you pretended to be really concentrated so that the teacher wouldn't ask you a question.
- The annoying feeling when someones asks "What's today" and when you answer "Friday" they come back with "No, I mean like the number".
- When you write something really important and someone bumps into your arm.
(When this happens I always take a new paper and start all over.)
- The annoying moment when you hit CMD+Q instead of CMD+W.
- Or just when closing down the wrong tab.
- It's a fact, the longer you're single - the more you think something just might be wrong with you.
- The last few days I've decided to wake up early to get things done but when I wake up I convince myself it's not important.
- Being a fearless bastard by liking a Facebook status that clearly is about you.
- That magical moment when you wake up in the middle of the night, look at your clock and realise that you can sleep for three more hours!
- Hate when I have to paus my music everytime someone speaks to me.
(Post about that one later.)
- When you write a random blog post when you really should go to bed...
The Savoy Grill with sister
(No joke. Stood by the computer to clock out counting down from one minute.)
took the tube to Covent Garden and then walked to Savoy Hotel. Met up with my sister, her boyfriend and two of their friends. Walked in to the Savoy Grill-- Gordon Ramsey's-- and sat down around a big table with oh-so-polite people serving us.
For starters, I ordered a soup. Now, this might not seem like a big deal but for me it's HUGE. When it comes to restaurants I'm a bit of a coward.
(Or child. Debateable.)
I always end up with a plate spaghetti bolognese in front of me since I find restaurant food to be-- quite-- disgusting. Or just annoying.
(There's like NO FOOD on the plates!)
(And you pay ALL THIS money!)
(Stop holding back and feed me.)
But this time I thought "Well, this is Gordon Ramsey's place. I like him. And I know that he would come and shout at me if I declined his food." And I'm glad I didn't because the food that followed was pretty amazing. Along with the company. It was nice to see my sister again. It's not often I do. It's pretty damn expensive going across the pond to New York.
Music video
IT'S ALMOST ELEVEN and I need to get ready for work. I'm quite stressed but I'm getting ready to some Usher, who I've just fallen in love with again, so I'm sure everything will be fine. And, also, having music videos on your iPod might be the best thing ever. When I change tune on the train and then a music video comes up - such a lovely surprise-that-you-forgot-you-knew-about.
Last night with good people
JUST GOT BACK to my bed. Worked 'til midnight but the shift. I felt TERRIBLE when I woke up
(Rosé is not for me.)
but after some pills and KFC I felt okay again. But, God. What's up with waking up at 8AM after a night out? I always do that. If I'm hungover that is. Which doesn't happen often, thankfully. But I thought I'd share some pictures from yesterday: