Who's up for some cocktails in the sky?




The cutest thing happened today. I went downtown to offer myself an antecipated birthday present - the red faux leather jacket! *sigh* -, and when I entered the subway train to come back home, the thing was packed.

So I leaned against one of the seats near the door - you know, those that fold in so they make room for people standing up? - next to this other girl and an old lady, then some beauuuuuuuutiful guy walked in and first thing I noticed... he had model lips. Oh yes. So beauuuuuuuutiful walked in, stood there for a while gripping that ceiling thing, and the journey went on.

Next station, old lady walks out and I look up to check on something - which totally WASN'T the beauuuuuuuutiful guy -, but he was staring at me. Not one to make eye contact with someone who's standing at an arm's distance, I look down and pretend it never happened. But I just KNOW he's still staring, right from my Maeves up my yellow trench to my face, I KNOW it.

Next station, other girl walks out and after much deliberation, beauuuuuuuutiful guy changes spot to take her place, right next to me. As in, at a finger's distance. I see a woman smile in my direction and I smile back at her, just thinking to myself "no, woman, we're not together, fuhgettaboutit". In the meantime, beauuuuuuuutiful guy just keeps shifting his weight from leg to leg like a nervous wreck.

Next station, more people walk out and he unfolds his seat, sits down. I don't. He looks up as if my decision is completely unbelievable - it is, looking back -, but still says nothing.

I seriously consider saying something, but... next station.
And he gets up and walks out.

I feel disappointed for a moment there, but shrug it off and change spot to lean against the wall in front of me, much more comfortable than just a foldable seat. Don't ask me why I didn't sit, I don't know. I just leaned against the wall and looked out at the window.

About two stations later, my turn to walk out, and I prop myself up, gripping the wall thingy not to fall with the abrupt stop.

Guess who's also gripping the wall thingy.
He looks at me and then at the spot where I'd been before, I'm sure I can see him smile.

Then I walk out, and he walks out, for real this time, and we take opposite paths in the station.
I look back to check if, by some fancy, silver screen worthy coincidence, he's looking back too.

And he really is.


I'm not sure life can get any better than this. *sigh*

We're FYF!

Oh well. I don't know if I ever linked you guys to my writing blog, but you see... now it's changed homes, so it seems like a good time to whore it out.

The literary party must go on, after all!

fastenyourfiction.blogspot.com
I is very proud of myself for being able to edit the sidebar.
*you guys stare in disbelief*
Yeah, sad, I know, I ace at LJ but fail at Blogspot.

:O

Because if Queen Blogger Gala Darling says so...






I'm jumping into February, The Month Of Radical Self Love.
Care to join in?

Click the images to follow up to her blog, then!

Time to celebrate the end of the first month of two-thousand-and-amen! :D
And to do so, I come bearing a mixtape, y'all!




In which Cobra Starship find their way back into every speaker in the Slash HQ Incorporated,
Hadouken!'s “Mic Check” makes its first appearance courtesy of Sunday,
and in the meantime,
everybody funks out to DDR's best tune, "You Get To Burning" by Nadesico,
in the super duper hard to find Para-Para mix.
Rock out, you crazy cutless bastards!
Because now all your moves will be twice as poppin' fresh. ^_^

Here, have a tracklist.

01. Atlantis To Interzone, Klaxons
02. Beautiful Days, Venus
03. Leap Of Faith (Chase And Status Mix), Hadouken!
04. Reverence For Fallen Trees, The Black Atlantic
05. I Want Nothing, The Black Ghosts
06. Hot Mess, Cobra Starship
07. You Get To Burning (Para-Para Mix), Nadesico
08. Daffodils & Gunsmoke, Kites
09. Anyway You Choose To Give It, The Black Ghosts
10. Mic Check, Hadouken!
11. Nice Guys Finish Last, Cobra Starship
12. Superstar, Hadouken!
13. Somehow This Always Happens, Kites

Do listen in the suggested order for maximum whoa factor, really loud in your pink Skullcandies while studying Law with a bunch of cookies.

If you don't own pink Skullcandies, don't study Law and don't eat cookies while doing so... well, I suggest you start.

NOW GET THE TUNES!

Cover art’s an editorial from GQ Russia, feat. Dan Felton and Shaun Haugh.

And here come the last two weeks... in pictures!

January 15th-21st, The Food Week



Day 015
We'll start with muffins and chocolate chips, how's that?

( That's great, yeah, I KNOW. )

It's time to love, love, lovelovelovelooooooove...

January 15th-21st


Source unknown.
♥ Being so close to the end of rewriting Book One, finally!
♥ Making mixtapes.
♥ Chococcinos, YAY!
♥ Planning a possible hypothetical trip to Salamanca or Sevilla or whatever.
♥ That one black tulle dress, ohmigod.
♥ Milan Manly Male Men Fashion! Special kudos to Dsquared2, Costume National, and Jakob Hybholt, pictured above, who was so unfairly called Coby on Fashion TV.
♥ Facebook. Only a little bit, really.
♥ Grinding to Grendel, but don't tell anyone.
♥ The fact that every night is movie night now.
♥ Arriving at my Biology/Psychology/Sociology exam and everyone was missing at least some part of the content we should have studied, which made pre-exam discussion a sort of hilarious mess.
♥ Ruining Toph's "study night" with "a friend". Sorry, bro, but really not my fault!
♥ Barney's Co-Op FW09 with Jethro Cave, oh my... that video's gorgeous. And I don't even think Jethro's that good looking. Hard to tell for sure, under all that wild wild hair.
♥ Changing my desk. God, I felt a million times moar productive.
♥ Passing Criminal Law, YAYNESS FREAKING YAY!
♥ Rodarte Thigh Highs. Is it too bad that I want to write a steamy steamy scene with Nigel, those boots, Vergil, and all the shenanigans involved in strapping up... those boots? On Nigel's feet? Even though they're high-heeled? DOES THAT MAKE ME A BAD PERSON?

No. No, I'm sure it doesn't.

January 22nd-28th


Photo by Daniel Nyberg @ Gryningsrop.
♥ My liquid leggings.
♥ Bicolored roses.
♥ Dissing on those big writers who claim "they don't have the time to write".
♥ Feeling stangely attracted to a girl, which was awfully scary but fun, like all things new and unexpected.
♥ Going to Tha Mall during No-Boy Month, liking things, trying on things, but not bringing things home. I felt free, I swear! :D
♥ Gradually sunnier days, YAY!
♥ Arriving at the kitchen every morning, seeing all the mess my flatmates left the previous night, and sigh with a smile "boys...".
♥ The You Say Friends, I Say Strangers mix. So good, YUM!
♥ This Is Naive. I do believe that, in a month or so, you'll be staring at a Lomo guide of Salamanca. That's just how much she inspired me.
♥ Shirtless Taylor Lautner in New Moon OMG. Tell me they spray painted those abs on him, pretty please. 17-year-olds shouldn't be allowed such drool-worthy bodies.
♥ The fact that I finally finished Shadowmancer. Thank God, that book was eating my braincells.

I don't know what. To think.
Just scored another blah-ish grade on my second exam. I mean, I passed, YAY!


Which is fine, but please, take my distored fish-eye perspective.
That was my exact reaction when I first saw my grade on my personal page.
But when I stared at everyone's grades together and realised I wasn't nearly as close to the top as I used to be in high school... I sort of came down.

Now why the hell did I come down?
Isn't it enough to pass, to be ok with myself? I was ok before I knew what everybody else had scored!

Damn society.
But anyway. Now I'm split. I dunno if I should recharge the MP bars and strike again with a bigger and better Quickening (translation: if I should repeat the exam), or just run off 'til I change areas, try not to pull too much aggro along the way, and find a blue crystal to call it a session (translation: if I should just lay back and spend February at home, putting everything into perspective to come back next semester.

Experience says I should repeat it, or I'll regret it.
Something else - could be laziness, but I'm not so sure - says I should go home and take a whole month away from this.

I think I'm scared of repeating it, you know?
I'm scared of scoring lower or just as much the second time, and I'm scared that it could get to my head and convince me I'm worthless. Yes, it'd be much more comfortable to just stay home and say that was the best I could do with what I had at the time.

True that.
But I have more now, so I can do better.

Oh look.
Now that's a decision right there.

:DDD

Now I'm off to keep on taking photos of myself taking photos of my bedroom door with a camera that's about twice my age.

See ya!

Oh, also, this should be mentioned... we'be been having some pretty glorious days lately! Spring's coming, you guys, Spring's coming!