See, some of you might call me flirtacious. I consider myself more, visually active. With a certain sense of confidence (which I have none of) comes a level of understanding that the whole world, though you are very sure it does, actually does not revolve around you. I am at that stage where I need to find confidence in things that do not recquire my ability to just stand there and look pretty. I do that somewhat with my questionable sense of humor, and that at times makes me feel like a goddess, especially when people laugh.
Flirting are the moments of lurid sex without the actual sex. I believe I no longer actively persue these levels of erotica. I merely passively do things which i consider fun, and others consider a turn on. Say for example dying my hair magenta. Most people would consider that just a fun thing to do, somewhat risque but mostly not a harmful thing. The more traditional might consider it playing with men's fantasy's. But if we live in a world where a person can't even reflect their own jubilation about life in their outward appearance than what difference does this world make us from the book 1984?
27.7.07
26.7.07
About the Simpsons Movie
Sarah zegt:
and usually when i'm at the cinema i have time to look at my icecream when i'm eating it
Sarah zegt:
but this time i literally had to like drink my icecream because i didn't want to miss a single joke!
and usually when i'm at the cinema i have time to look at my icecream when i'm eating it
Sarah zegt:
but this time i literally had to like drink my icecream because i didn't want to miss a single joke!
25.7.07
YAY
I finally have a ps2! Like all the good things in my life, it took me like 4 years to finally build up the courage to do it.
Now, for a geeky video game post. Games I absolutely MUST get in the near future for this gem of a console. And, btw, for some reason i have a Suuuuper small version of the console with the CD part of it sort of pops up like instead of rolling out like in a desktop computer.You know.
Games:
(check) burnout 3
Super fast driving and crashing. Pure adrenaline rush kind of game. Though it will get boring after 5 seconds its WORTH those 5 seconds DAMNIT
kingdom hearts + kingdom hearts 2
Who wouldn't love the combination of Final Fantasy style characters with Disney character IN Disney worlds??
katamari damacy
Version not sold in Europe, so i don't really know how to get it to work on the console but I SHALL prevail!
(check) metal gear solid 2
stealth-style video gaming, where the point isn't to shoot mercilessly at every bad guy that comes in your wake. Instead, you strategically use your surroundings to get what you want and get the hell out of there.
(check) okami
You're this wolf and you have to save the towns people from the forces of evil. But you have really cool nature and calligraphy based powers. Very beautiful surroundings too, as if you were playing within a japanese calligraphy drawing.
prince of persia sands of time
Not entirely sure about the plot line but, you're in the middle east back in the times of yore and you do TONS of cool stuff :)
viewtiful joe
Typical side scroller game, YET theres tons of cool powers to gain, like slow motion, which play an integral part of solving the puzzels in the game
23.7.07
Just a description. Innocent ramblings.
You look at the tiny computer and you put yourself in my shoes and imagine me typing on my blog.
I sit on a well to do couch and in the middle of a massive living room. Comfortable despite the oft raging spine electrocuting period and the scratching, post-high, throat. Drinking luke-warm apricot/tea flower tea. Listening to really bad 90's alternative songs, that are on the media player radio. Waiting for a movie to download from tv-links, Date Movie, a movie that might very well momentarily entertain me. My "Big Projects" of the near future are all for entertainment purposes. A second-hand PS2, an i-pod, a drawing tablet for my computer, lots and lots of decorative elements for NEW ROOM (I don't know why the fuck it excites me so much, but it just does!). I guess it just means that I'm getting the hell away from the mad house my parents house can be, when my parents actually are at home, which is close to never. Like for example, right now, the only other person in the house is the cleaning lady. Who earlier this morning said hi to me without commenting on my newly dyed magenta hair. She did give me a double take though, like *huh"* with her eyes.
Looking outside the moments in space are all dead. There is no life. There is just slow motion branches and nervous grass. Its contradicting each other while complementing the nature of the laws. Post apocalyptic bliss. A rain that isn't really rain, more of an excuse for the clouds to break prematurely. You know.
I sit on a well to do couch and in the middle of a massive living room. Comfortable despite the oft raging spine electrocuting period and the scratching, post-high, throat. Drinking luke-warm apricot/tea flower tea. Listening to really bad 90's alternative songs, that are on the media player radio. Waiting for a movie to download from tv-links, Date Movie, a movie that might very well momentarily entertain me. My "Big Projects" of the near future are all for entertainment purposes. A second-hand PS2, an i-pod, a drawing tablet for my computer, lots and lots of decorative elements for NEW ROOM (I don't know why the fuck it excites me so much, but it just does!). I guess it just means that I'm getting the hell away from the mad house my parents house can be, when my parents actually are at home, which is close to never. Like for example, right now, the only other person in the house is the cleaning lady. Who earlier this morning said hi to me without commenting on my newly dyed magenta hair. She did give me a double take though, like *huh"* with her eyes.
Looking outside the moments in space are all dead. There is no life. There is just slow motion branches and nervous grass. Its contradicting each other while complementing the nature of the laws. Post apocalyptic bliss. A rain that isn't really rain, more of an excuse for the clouds to break prematurely. You know.
20.7.07
9.7.07
Something I wrote when i was 16
How doth the feather glide gently through the black storm clouds, why with as much emotion as is needed.
Simple minded souls send signals to the similar. SMSSS :)
Say no more and the silence will be caught.
These yellow chickens are not mine! Why they are dusters in disguise IMPOSTOR I SAY!!
Then there was kitty...and since nothing amuuuuuuuuuuusing can really be done with that character, kitty just was.
Swiss cheese is too painful to my nose like holes or no holes that cheese stinks.
This my friends... is an apple.
QUACK *in monotone voice*
Its a fucking huge world in YO MAMA's ass *after allll* now sing along kiddies *twitching eye*
Watch not the watch fore it tells the on looker the truth of their death slowly advancing.
Exams are fun, especially wen they are non existant.
Exit carrots with afros doing their 'thang' *du du duuuuuuu*
OH NO!!! ITS GONNA BLINK
*little Japanese people run around in chaotic chaos*
I wondered to myself and then blinked.
It was like, scary dude.
*Poof
Simple minded souls send signals to the similar. SMSSS :)
Say no more and the silence will be caught.
These yellow chickens are not mine! Why they are dusters in disguise IMPOSTOR I SAY!!
Then there was kitty...and since nothing amuuuuuuuuuuusing can really be done with that character, kitty just was.
Swiss cheese is too painful to my nose like holes or no holes that cheese stinks.
This my friends... is an apple.
QUACK *in monotone voice*
Its a fucking huge world in YO MAMA's ass *after allll* now sing along kiddies *twitching eye*
Watch not the watch fore it tells the on looker the truth of their death slowly advancing.
Exams are fun, especially wen they are non existant.
Exit carrots with afros doing their 'thang' *du du duuuuuuu*
OH NO!!! ITS GONNA BLINK
*little Japanese people run around in chaotic chaos*
I wondered to myself and then blinked.
It was like, scary dude.
*Poof
7.7.07
Sylvia Plath
So I've been reading the Bell Jar lately. Sylvia Plath, the author, went to Smith College like me and attempted to kill herself while there. Her persona intrigues me because she went through a depression, as I did (do), and she went to the same college I did. I wiki'd her, and when I read about her life, I get notably stressed out. I also find out that the book is some what autobiographical and she talks about killing herself in it. I don't know if I want to finish the book now :) (lobotomised smily)
My subconscience got really curious about her because I then ended up finding pictures of her on the internet, and she looks pretty damn normal...even somewhat relatable. Whatever that means. I suppose, in the midst of all the blinding happiness, the obvious cancer of an contradictory emotional growth gently nudges me day in, day out, reminding me of the piles and piles of sadness that I only ever address when it swells and falls over and splashes all over reality.
I guess in the past days, I have been slapped with a more than natural dose of reality, both emotional and physical, and am therefore not writing airy fairy posts about the flowers and the universe....
My subconscience got really curious about her because I then ended up finding pictures of her on the internet, and she looks pretty damn normal...even somewhat relatable. Whatever that means. I suppose, in the midst of all the blinding happiness, the obvious cancer of an contradictory emotional growth gently nudges me day in, day out, reminding me of the piles and piles of sadness that I only ever address when it swells and falls over and splashes all over reality.
I guess in the past days, I have been slapped with a more than natural dose of reality, both emotional and physical, and am therefore not writing airy fairy posts about the flowers and the universe....
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