Happy New Year!

I decided to post two posts today since we're staring a new year tomorrow..or well tonight.

2o1o, was awesome.

The summer is one that I will remember forever.

so will the autumn and winter for...well obvious reasons :)

Day 10: Something you're afraid of

I actually wrote a post about this almost exactly a year ago. Nothing has changed much since then when it comes to my fears so I am going to post the same thing I wrote then, again.

What am I afraid of? Have I conquered any of my fears? And the answer is...well I am scared of Clowns, that'll probably never change. I find them utterly disturbing. I'm not very fond of rats...or any kind of rodent-like animal fro that matter. I mean Guniea-Pigs and Hamsters makes me queasy...they are basically rats with shorter tails, right? Porcelain Dolls creep me out(it's the eyes). And well...snakes aren't on my favorite things list- So yeah, I am a scaredy-cat. No doubt about that.

But I have conquered one of my biggest fears. When I was younger than I am today I used to be (excuse the following pun) deathly afraid of...well death.
If someone even mentioned death I got this unpleasant feeling at the pit of my stomach. I wanted to throw up and just not listen anymore. I used to wish for time to go slower so I wouldn't near the unavoidable fate that awaited me. But it wasn't just my own death that scared me, no it was everyone elses too. I visibly winced at the thought of losing a grandparent or anyone near me. That's not any way to live, is it?
But I got over it...and believe it or not it had alot to do with the film; Tuck Everlasting. And no that was not sarcasm I am comepletley serious here. The movie is basically about a family that are immortal, to keep it short. But that's not what made me think, no it's one line in the movie. That one line struck a cord in me. I quote; Don't be afraid of death. Be afraid of the unlived life.
That got me thinking. Why should I fear something that will happen? And I relized that I would never be able to live my life to the fullest if I feared death.
So I simply...stopped. Easy as that. I started using my head. I thought about it and that's one of the reasons to why I see life the way I see it now. Live life your way. Take one day at a time. That sort of thing...

Alot of our fears are comepletley irrational. Like my fear of Clowns but it's not like it's hurting me, like my fear of death did. So I'll just keep on being creeped out by Clowns and rodents. Just for the hell of it.

Day 9: A favorite picture of your best friend

Well I don't exactly have a favorite picture of my bestfriend. I've all ready gone through the fact that I'm not much of a photographer.

So instead I chose the most recent one of us together, this Halloween.

Party's Over Dude.

This was taken at a small Kebab-Joint after we finished partying.Yeah.

V. and I met when I was 16. Before that I had a best-friend that I had known since forever, which actually means practically from birth. I know, weird huh. Anyhow we sort of outgrew eachother and I moved away for school. We still talk sometimes, and she's still a friend but my bestfriend she is not.

School is where I met V. I'm not sure when it happened and I'm not even certain on how it happened...but after a conversation about our love for Johnny Depp, we just clicked.

V and I are so alike. And yet we are so different. I love her and she's my best friend. She knows everything about me and vice-versa. And we both know that we can call eachother at any time and the other will be there.
Sadly because now, we live so far away from eachother we don't see eachother as much as we would like. But we talk on the phone, text and facebook eachother constantly.

She's my best friend, my soulmate and I wouldn't trade her for anything. ♥

Day 8: A place you've traveled to.

This was an easy one actually.

Croatia.

I went there the Summer of 2009 and it was awesome. Stayed for two weeks and had alot of really great experiences.

We traveled from place to place and saw alot of things, people and places. And ate food, oh the food how I miss it. Especially any kind of sea-food and of course the Ice-Cream, it was brilliant.

To sum it all up I've chosen to post pictures from the trip instead of japping on and on about it.

Day 7: Favorite Movie

Oh Boy. 

The fact that I love movies is by no means a secret. So how can I choose one? Well, I really can't because I have so many favourite movies that I'd be here for days if I even tried to write about all of them. And that is sadly not an overstatement.

So what movie did I choose after alot of thinking.
I want to say I chose a really cool cult movie like Donnie Darko, but I didnt.
I want to say that I chose Trainspotting, because it's psycological and really strange and weird, but I didn't.
I didn't even choose a movie starring Johnny Depp. Surprising, I know.
No I chose a movie that I will never tire of watching, no matter how many times I've seen it.

I chose...Rob Reiner's Stand by Me.

This is what I wrote about it on Flixster;

(First Lines) " I was 12 going on 13 the first time I saw a dead human being. It happened in the summer of 1959 - a long time ago, but only if you measure in terms of years. I was living in a small town in Oregon called Castle Rock; there were only twelve hundred and eighty-one people, but to me it was the whole world."

The movie is about a man who after finding out about his friends tradgic death writes down their story. A story about the best summer they ever had together. The summer the four best friends, Gordie(The writer), Chris,Teddy and Vern set out to find the corpse of a boy that has gone missing. We follow them through their journey and watch the adventure of their lives...well, any 12 year old going on 13 would think of it as an adventure... I love this movie. It's a cute movie about friendship. The boys are over-dramatic and funny...and you just cant help but laugh with them...and feel sorry for them. And the Cobras...those guys should have their own movie x) I love Ace and Eyeball... It's a very simple movie...but it is truly amazing. Definitley worth watching...  

"I never had any friends later on like the ones I had when I was twelve. Jesus, does anyone?"

I love this movie. And I will never stop loving it and I've seen it too many times to count. 

Day 6: A picture of something that makes you happy.

Well this one was actually mind-boggling. Is that a word? Well anyway, I was looking through my pictures and to be honest I'm not really someone who likes to have their picture taken or take pictures, unless I'm wasted. Hence why all my pictures are all screwed up. Yeah.

So instead I chose several pictures that represents things that never fails to make me happy from one of my newest favourite sites we♥it. 

My Friends .♥

S. ♥

The Sea. ♥

 

 

 

The Dudes from HIMYM.♥

John Mayer's Music. ♥

Day 5: A song to match your mood

I know, I know. I've missed two days. But in my defence two days ago was Christmas Eve, and that night I got sick. So yesterday was spent laying on the couch, feeling awful. Yeah, ew.



I chose John Mayer's Who Says, because I love the song and the lyrics are just so brilliant. I've loved it since I heard it but now everytime I hear one of those last fraises; plan a trip to Japan alone...I think of S. for...well it's an inside thing.
And it kinda describes my mood right now. Which is tired, missing S., slightly bored and thoughtful. 

Over and Out.

Day 4: Your parents.

Mommy and Daddy, eh?

Well I've always gotten along pretty well with both my parents. They're not very intimidating, nervreckingly strict and they don't have these overwhelming demands or expectations. Now when I'm older I almost see them as friends more then my parents actually. Well not exactly like friends but differently then I did, say 5 years ago?

Mom.

My mom is Super-Mom. She can do everything, and when I say everything I actually mean every. single. thing.
She is also really good at cooking. There's nothing better then Mom's homecooked anything. Sincerely.
My mom and I get along fairly well, we're pretty different souls and think alot differently so occasionally we do butt heads. But most of the time we get along, like only mother-and-daughter can.

Dad.

I figure I am closer to my dad because we are so alike in so many ways. Which is why we get along so well but that is also why we argue sometimes. But my dad and I have always had this conecction, we just get eachother.
My Dad works alot, and he doesn't get enough credit for it.

That's my parents in a nutshell.

Borrowed from we

Day 3: Your first love

My first love. Well upon reading that title my thoughts immediatley went to fourth grade. Because then I had the first crush I can remember. His eyes were brown (already way back then Brown Eyes had some sort of power over me!), he was cute and we totally had a connection. He would jump outta nowhere and scream "Boo!", I would squeak in a (what I thought was) cute way and then pretend to be angry about it. It was cute. It was silly and rather pathetic. Puppy-Love-ish. But then again we were 10 years old.



I have a thing for Tatty Teddy, if you hadn't noticed.

 Over the years I've had too many crushes to count both on people in my surroundings and celebrity/fictional ones. But love...not really. I mean sure I've had flings, roller-coaster-in-the-moment-like flings, sure I've done those. But an actual relationship with actual feelings involved? No. Well not until now.

The S.A., whom from this moment on shall be known as simply; S. (because ironically his name begins with an S *giggles*) has without doubt tugged on my heartstrings.

The first time I saw him, as you probably recall, was on a Blind Date. I was nervous, so nervous that I feared I would throw up or something just as disgusting but then...I saw him. And I just...kindof...knew. I know it sounds silly but that's what it was like.
We all know about attraction, I mean it has to be something there for a relationship to work, but I do try to base all (romantic or not) my relationships on personality.

But when I saw S. for the first time, the first thought that went through my head was; "Are you kidding me? Is this a joke?".
I took in the tattoos, the goatee, those brown eyes and I was stunned, how could he be so much my type? Then when we started talking I just knew that I  liked him. We are so alike in so many ways that it actually freakes me out sometimes.
But that inital moment, that first thought, that feeling of my heart skipping a beat will probably always be etched into my mind.
I'm not inlove with him, yet. I have only known him for...well over a month now actually but still. But I do know that I like him, alot. And life without him would be awfully strange.

So there you have it, maybe not really what you were hoping for in the "First Love" post, but this is what I have to type on the matter.

Peace Out.

Day 2: Meaning behind your blog name.

The Wallflower Diaries was something that me, myself and I came up with one day when we were bored.

Wallflower came from, well I've always considered myself somewhat a Wallflower. I'm very quiet, calm and shy sometimes.
Diaries was just something that seemed fitting, since this is kindof an online, very public Diary.

Apparently there's an actual flower named wallflower or something.

  

It looks like this.

Day 1: Introduce, recent picture of yourself, 15 interesting facts

Recent Picture; Halloween 2010.

Hey You!

My first Challenge is to introduce myself, so here goes nothing.


My name is Charlotta, I am 20 years old and I live in this small town that barely makes the maps.

 The diploma I got from school tells me I'm a Cosmetician so that's what I do for a living, I work at a Spa which is great.
On my spare time (aka when I'm not working my arse off),
the dork in me likes to read, write, listen to music and watch movies and later rant about them endlessly. I also consider myself a borderline Shopaholic because I just love buying clothes. I'm not a fashionista, believe me far from it but I really like to dress up in different outfits. Shoes and bags are my guilty pleasures.
But most of all I love hanging out with my awesome friends. And I spend alot of my time with the S.A. (Read This if you're lost and don't get it) as well, of course.

That's kind of me in a nutshell, I think. If you want more just  check out the About a Girl page.




And Now the 15 (Not-So)Interesting Facts.

1. I am afraid of Clowns.
2. I don't eat Green Candy.
3. I'm hopelessly inlove with Johnny Depp.
4. Rock, Metal, Alternative music makes my heart beat faster but I do have a soft spot for John Mayer.
5. My toenails has not been nailpolish-free since I was 13.
6. I have a really bad memory.
7. The word I use too much is; What?
8. I think tattoos are hot.
9. I am a hopeless Romantic.
10. Procastinating is my speciality.
11. I have issues with the word No.
12. I sometimes read Poetry, because Dead Poets Society made it cool.
13. I quote Barney Stinson alot.
14. I have many fictional-crushes.
15. And last and least; My favorite color is purple.

The 30 Day Challenge.

So I've seen this "30 Day Challenge" all over the Blogverse. And since I've been suffering from the worst case of the feared Writers Block. Yeah, I know. It sucks. I've decided to try it. 

I shall write one post each day with a specific topic. So I hereby challenge myself to write a post for 30 days strait, starting tomorrow. And here I give you my Day-to-Day Challenge. Wish me Luck!

Day 0: The 30 Day Challenge Explanation and Description.
Day 1: Introduce, recent picture of yourself, 15 interesting facts
Day 2: Meaning behind your blog name
Day 3: Your first love
Day 4: Your parents
Day 5: A song to match your mood
Day 6: A picture of something that makes you happy
Day 7: Favorite movies
Day 8: A place you've traveled to
Day 9: A favorite picture of your best friend
Day 10: Something you're afraid of
Day 11: Favorite tv shows
Day 12: Something you don't leave the house without
Day 13: Goals
Day 14: A picture of you last year - how have you changed?
Day 15: Bible verse
Day 16: Dream house
Day 17: Something you're looking forward to
Day 18: Favorite Place to Eat
Day 19: Something you miss
Day 20: Nicknames
Day 21: Favorite Picture of yourself ALL TIME Why?
Day 22: What's in your purse?
Day 23: Favorite Movie
Day 24: Something you've learned
Day 25: Put your iPod on shuffle, first 10 songs
Day 26: Your Dream Wedding
Day 27: Original Photo of the city you live in
Day 28: Something that stresses you out
Day 29: 3 Wishes
Day 30: a picture of yourself this day and 5 good things that happened since you started the challenge

JD and Turk are just Brilliant.

I feel not well today. I think I've got a small case of the flu. Damn.

I still have loads of Christmas shopping to do but thanks to my feeling rather low I spent the day watching Scrubs instead of doing something of importance.
Scrubs is just awesome and always makes me happy. The friendship between  JD and Turk is brilliant and it reminds me of the relationship between me and my best friend.

And then of course there's the ongoing, neverending love/hate relationship between Dr. Cox and JD. How can one not love that?

♥

 I'm in a cute mood again. This post has really no meaning, at all. I just thought this was so cute.

I totally borrowed this from; http://weheartit.com/

All I Want For Christmas...

This is one of my favorite Christmas Songs. I just love it. (and the video is pretty cute)

Meaningless Post.

I'm bored so I decided to do one of these "Put Your Music Player on Shuffle" Thingy's. Yeah.

1. put your music player on shuffle
2. for each question press the 'next' button to get your answer
3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS.

1. If someone says 'is that ok' you say?
 DJ Git Us Fallin' In Love- Usher feat. Pitbull (What?)

2. What would best describe your personality
You Should Have Killed Me When You Had The Chance-A Day to Remember (O.O holy Sh*t)

3. What do you like in a guy or girl?
Wonderwall-Oasis (That's cute...kind of :P)

4. How do you feel today?
California's Burning-Augustana (Huh...Right.)

5. What’s your purpose in life?
Bad Medicine-Bon Jovi (lmao)

6. What’s your motto?
Belief-John Mayer (Hmm...That's actually quite fitting)

7. What do your friends think of you?
I Fought The Law-The Clash (Huh...)

8. What do you think of often?
Mine-Taylor Swift (Oh my...And yes you can find miss Swift on my playlist..)

9. What do you think of your best friend?
Perfectly Lonely-John Mayer (Uhuh...that's...weird...xD)

10. What do you think of the person you like?'
Anything Like Me-Brad Paisley (Oh, wow. That's slightly creepy)

 

11. What is your life story?
Problems-The Sex Pistols. (hahahhaha)

12. What do you want to be when you grow up?
Lay Back in the Arms of Someone-Smokie (giggles)

13. What do you think when you see the person you like?
Lost Boys-The 69 Eyes (Not really)

14. What do(es) your parent(s) think of you?
No Feelings-The Sex Pistols (Now that's sad)

15. How will you feel at your funeral?
Man on the Moon-R.E.M. (Wow.)

16. What will they play at your wedding?
Youth Gone Wild-Skid Row (Really?)

17. What is your hobby or interest?
Be My Escape-Relient K (Okaay.)

18. What is your biggest fear?
The Way You Look Tonight-Tony Bennet (THIS couldn't have been my wedding song?? xD)

19. What is your biggest secret?
Heads Will Roll-Echo and the Bunnymen (Crap. Now that's Out.)

20. What do you think of your friends?
For The First Time-The Script. (Naw.)

December = The Month of Gift Giving.

True, right? But December is also the month of; I'm-Freaking-Out-Because-I-Don't-Know-What-To-Get-Anybody.

Giving gifts, is fun. I like it alot but there one huge problem. My imagination may be absolutley brilliant when it comes to writing fictional stories or weird names for titles to my blog posts but when it comes to presents...Well, that talented mind seems to dissapear and all that is left is a bunch of confused neanderthal noises like; Uuuh, uugh, baaah...and the ultimate line; I dunno.

Each year I stand at the shops looking at the shelves confused. Because I have no idea of what to get anybody. So eventually I grap something crappy that I am not at all saticfied with at the last freaking minute. You know that present that makes you want to cringe as you see the person in question unwrapping the paper. Yeah, that gift.

But this year is going to be different. I've promised myself that much. Because this year I'm going to start relatively early with the gift-shopping. This weekend, the S.A.*  and I are going Christmas Shopping. And I've made a promise to myself to atleast try and get all the gifts done on Saturday. I sure hope I'll succeed. I actually have two done already, I feel proud.

I'm also going to try and not end up looking like that or freaking out and bursting into tears of frustration. Bloody Hell. Speaking of that cuss in praticular, I saw HP 7 Part One last night. Honestly? Alot better than I thought it would be. The world sure is full of surprises.

Over and Out.

*I guess I should stop calling him "The S.A." because he isn't exactly secret anymore is he...I'll think about it.

The Cleverness of Winnie the Pooh.

No, I haven't lost my marbles. I was looking up different quotes and found a bunch said by none other than Winnie the Pooh. That bear we all loved to hate at one point of our life. I liked the books when I was a kid, then I outgrew them. But now, reading some parts of it makes me realize how clever that honey-addict of a bear truly is.
The small comments that we laughed at and thought were hilarious as kids, still are but now we actually understand the pretty insightful meaning behind those words.

Here are some of my personal favourites, both funny ones, and very clever ones.
You just gotta love that bear.

“People who don't Think probably don't have Brains; rather, they have grey fluff that's blown into their heads by mistake.”

“It is more fun to talk with someone who doesn't use long, difficult words but rather short, easy words like "What about lunch?”

“You can't stay in your corner of the Forest waiting for others to come to you. You have to go to them sometimes.”

“If the person you are talking to doesn't appear to be listening, be patient. It may simply be that he has a small piece of fluff in his ear.”

“When late morning rolls around and you're feeling a bit out of sorts, don't worry; you're probably just a little eleven o'clockish.”

“Before beginning a Hunt, it is wise to ask someone what you are looking for before you begin looking for it.”

“I am a Bear of Very Little Brain, and long words bother me.”

-Winnie the Pooh- ♥

Pooh and Piglet ♥

I Love/Hate the fact that Christmas is approaching.

So I've been looking at dresses, the Shopaholic in me is screaming that I need something new to wear at Christmas. Because it is approaching terrifyingly fast, that holdiay we all have a Love/Hate relationship with.
Because yes, I like the food, the lights and decorations, the tree, the whole feel of Christmas.
The stress, I could live without. And I love giving my near and dear gifts and yet I hate buying them. Because I can never figure out what to give them, seriously it is a humongous issue for me. Ew.

Anyway here's some dresses I found, aren't they prrrrrrrrrretty?

I also stumbled over these in the Shoe section, I couldn't help myself. I had to look.

Furry Walls.

So I watched "Get Him To the Greek" starring the amazing Russell Brand this week. This song is now stuck on my mind. Thank's alot Aldous Snow.

So...How about this Weather we're having, eh?

That has to be the most overused line in this country today. Because guess what people; the snow has arrived. The white, slippery, wet and rather annoying gue has infiltrated our territory and covered every brown/greyish spot it could find.

People are going nuts. They can't seem to drive properly. They aren't wearing the right footwear. They seem distracted by the white mass outside the windows and most important of all; they can't seem to stop talking about it. Both positive and negative comments are thrown around, everywhere.
This happens every year. You would think that they were used to it by now, right?
But no, every single year it's the same mess and panic strikes the country when the first snow arrives. It's an ongoing debate and the intensity never decreases.

Me? I'm not that into snow so I'm not so happy about this event. And the constant talking about it+the fact that I'm missing the S.A. like a crazy person isn't really helping to calm my nervs.
But now I should go back to work and await the next client, who will, undoubtedly,comment on the weather we're having. Sigh.

"Snö"=Snow, is Swedish.

Romance.

I honestly thought Romance was dead. Something that only exsisted in movies, books and little girls' day dreams.

People just don't do romance anymore. Romance today is when a guy buys you a drink at the bar and later tries to touch the boobs he's been staring at all night. Or on the odd occasion  remembers to hold the door open and not slam it in your face. Or so I thought.

Many months ago I did have a thing with a guy who said he was a romantic. Saying something and actually being it is two entirely different things. Yes, he could talk the talk but you didn't quite believe it thanks to the somewhat sleazy tone or double meanings. Sure he held up doors and was quite the gentleman, but he was also a rather sleazy player-ish type and a romantic he was not. So my poor hopeless romantic brain once again thought; Romance never entered the 21st century. I was wrong.

This weekend, no these past weeks, has changed my mindset drastically. It all began with that Letter I rambled about a few weeks ago. But this weekend took it to a totally different level.
It was homecooked food, candles, the whole shebang* and just so romantic that I honestly thought I would cry. It was like taken from one of my romance-novels-that-I'm-embarressed-to-say-I-actually-own! 

So I have been proven wrong countless of times these past weeks, and happily so.
And I can only come to one conclusion; Romance is not Dead.

*(I also said that I would never, ever be one of those gushy types. That just smiles, and giggles and gushes about everything no matter how sweet it is. Because I am rather cynical, even though there is a hopeless romantic living inside of me. Well the romantic side has officially kicked the cynic in the butt and is now ruling my brain. Oh someone please help me? Anyway, the point was that I aplogize for my overly-gushy posts lately and for those that are bound to show up here later. Because we all know that I won't be able to restrain myself. Sorry.)

Happy Fathers Day!

Last year I wrote an really emotional post about my dad.
This year I'm just going to wish every single one of the awesome dads' out there a really happy fathers day. Cheers.

Affirmation.

 This has to be one of the greatest songs ever. The lyrics are just pure brilliance and they make you think. I actually own this album, someone gave it to me ages ago when SG was "popular". I loved it then. And I love it now.

I believe in Karma...

Am I Going...Dare I Say It...Mad?

I'm not used to missing people. Sure I miss my friends that live far away, and because of that I can't see them as often as I would like to. But missing someone, when you haven't seen them in one day. One Stinking Day. That's a new experience for me. Am I going mad?
All I've been able to think about today is; for this workday to be over so I can go see The S.A. whom I haven't seen since Tuesday. Two days. That's nothing.
And yet...I genuinly and honestly miss him a little. Oh bugger, I'm done for, aren't I?

Dull.

It's been another grey-day t'day. Not very uplifting or inspiring at all. It's just been a dull day. I'm not even sure what I've done, if nothing at all?

This is a beautiful, yet dull picture. Pretty much sums up my mood right now. Blah.

I'm listening to John Mayer again, just reading books and kindof chillaxing for once. Since I've been all over the place and rather hysteric the last couple of days. Insane really.

I'm currently reading the fourth book in the Sookie Stackhouse series, since I ordered the whole set awhile ago. They are easy to read and funny. Not a book you need to use your brain for, which is rather relaxing.

Over and Out.

November.

Another video post. Just because I'm kinda bored. And I've been watching HIMYM again. Enjoy.

Halloween 2010.

So Halloween was awesome. Me and V went and saw Paranormal Activity 2, it was so freaking scary! I was seriously shaking so hard after watching that. Spooky.
Then we went out to the Monkey where we met several friends whom I haven't seen in ages and nice new people too. The highlight though was getting our picture taken with two dudes, one dressed as Freddy Kreuger and the other one as Beetlejuice!! Me and V beeing total movie-freaks were extatic. It was just pure awesomeness.

Got home just hours ago, went in-->ate food--->showered and then I headed back out again. Yeah, even if I'm so gigglish and just freakishly tired and slightly, but just slightly *wink* hungover, I went out for coffee with The S.A.. How could I not?

Anyway...now I'm going to park myself in front of the telly.

Over and Out.

Beetlejuice!! And yes, I was a devil.

And Freddy Kreuger, and a Cop who was his girlfriend.

Awesomeness.

 This is such an awesome song.

Smiling Tomato.

Apparently this...

...is me. 

I've been called a tomato, more than once these past days. 

And I don't mind. 

At all. 

Is that...weird?

To Dress up or Not Dress Up, That is the Question.

Halloween is approaching and I'm going to spend it at my friends place in Turku. We're going to go and see whatever scary movie they're playing; possibly Paranormal Activty 2 or...gulp...Saw 3D. I've never been able to dit through a Saw movie, so I'm kinda rooting for option numero uno. And after that we're probably going out to a Club or something.

Halloween is also a time when I'm questioning wether I should go in a costume or not...
Is there an age when it  becomes taboo to dress up in costume? Or is it just certain costumes?
Two years ago I went as a vampire rockstar. (Note; this was during my Twilight obsessed period)

The picture is slightly gimpified, but not by much. I felt so cool, but the hair was awful to clean out from all the junk I had to put in it. Same goes for the incredibly white make-up, even if I am rather pale on my own. But the point is; it was awesome! So I am considering donning a costume this year, but I think I'm a bit late for that. So maybe some fancy eye-lashes or something will do? I'll think about it.What do you think?


Nail-Polish-Color of the Day; Light Purple.

Peace Out.

A Strangely Awake and Cheery Monday Morning.

I'm surprising myself with even bothering to enter my blog in the morning. Even more surprising is that I'm actually typing something down.

Sunday was spent with one of my wonderful friends, going for coffee and just cruising around towns talking. Then we sat at her place watching Sex and the City on DVD. Can a Sunday get any better?

Today is Monday. Ew. But it's actually not that bad today for some reason. I'm actually rather awake, I'm not that grumpy and I actually feel good. Weird times eternity. So in a few minutes I'm off to work....So I think I'll leave with this. Oh, and another video. I'm obsessed.
It's a swedish song; Från och med Du with an artist named Oskar Linnroos. It's just something about this song that I love.

Just The Way You Are.

 I'm inlove with this song. And Bruno Mars's voice.

My Cheeks Hurt from Smiling so much.

So last night was D-Day. Yeah I know that usualy means "Dooms Day" but in this case it was Date Day. Yeah I went on a blind date with the "Secert Admirer" that I mentioned in a earlier post.

This, of course, is not the flower.

My hands were shaking, I was trying to not stop breathing and generally nervous as hell. As it turned out I had nothing to be nervous about. Greatest Night. Ever.

I'm not going to go into detail because I don't feel comfotable with doing that on the world wide web. But it was awesome and so romantic. I got a flower. A FLOWER! Who does that anymore...seriosuly? Brilliant, and now I can't seem to stop smiling and giggling to myself. And now...I'm rambling...

I think it's best if I say Over and Out now...

People Like Me Shouldn't Be Allowed To Enter Stores. Ever.

I think I might be a boarderline Shopaholic. Okay so it might not be that serious but I have spent way too much money on clothes, bags and shoes recently. I just can't help it! I've just seen and "needed" so much lately. Or I think I need a new pair of ankle boots when I have a perfectly nice pair at home.
Well, shit happens.
Now I' promising myself not  to shop anything that I really don't need before Christmas. Or...atleast I'll try.

So anyway here's my new ankleboots. I love them and so do not regret buying them.

Ankleboots<3 by wallflower90 on Polyvore.com

A Rainy Wednesday.

When I look out the window I see a rather depressing scene. It's raining, it's windy and that sucks. I really like warmth better than this Autumn-going-on-winter weather. I couldn't really care less about the fact that it's getting darker, because that's kind of cosy in some strange way. But the cold...that I could totally live without.

I'm going to start doing this thing, I've decided. Every post shall have a small notification about what color my nails are that day. Because I've had so many comments on my painted nails. Just because I'm bored.

Nail-polish color of the Day: Dark Blue.

Over and Out.

I'm in La-La-Land...

So this weekend was spent at the Fashion,Beauty& Health fair in Helsinki. Loads of work, tough as hell but fun.
And I've been working non-stop since last monday, yeah. I'm such a workoholic.

The most amazing/strange/surreal thing happened to me this weekend.
My co-worker has been teasing me for months about a "secret admirer" (I KNOW!). I honestly thought she was joking, pulling my leg you know. Well...apparently...she wasn't. Because on Saturday she handed me this letter from said SA. It was cute beyond words.
Stuff like that just doesn't happen. That's like taken from any random rom-com movie. Or a book. But it actually happened. And on Saturday I was all smiles all day long. How could I not? My cheeks were hurting from smiling so much, it really made my day. Oh god, who am I kidding...I'm still smiling and I just can't seem to stop myself.

But enough of my over-excited ranting.

Peace Out from La-La-Land.

International Suit Up Day!

Today it's the Internaional Suit Up Day.

Sadly, I do not own a suit.

Suit's are cool.

Exhibit A;

Bumpy Ride.

For some reason I jus love this song. It makes me happy. Just felt like saying that.

Weekend, Wedding, Wauw,

So this weekend was eventful.

Friday was spent cruising around with my friends ( <3 ) and picking people up then watching abit of TV before my friends boyfriend showed up and said; 'Hey why don't you come with me to fé!' (that's a bar by the by). So we said meeh, we both have to get up tomorrow but; why the hell not! So we ended up sitting there for a couple of hours talking to people and other...things.

Saturday was my Cousin's Wedding. So I did her make-up in the morning and then the actual wedding happened. It was beautiful, so beautiful! And then of course there was the party, which was fun. (like on of my friends put it; Free Booze! Hah, but seriously it was great). Somewhere towards the end another cousin was pertty hyper and somehow managed to convince me to join him to Affes (a nightclub/bar). I wasn't there for very long which probably was a good idea ;)

Sunday I slept. Alot. No hangover, thank god. Then my friend texted so we went cruising to IKEA, and other places just to have something to do.

So I did loads this weekend. And it was brilliant.

I love you guys.

This is cute. Isn't it?

The Raven by Edgar Allan Poe

 I adore Edgar Allan Poe's work. So after reading his famous; The Raven again I decided to post it. Terrifyingly beautiful. It honestly gives me chills every time I read it. Enjoy.

The Raven by Edgar Allan Poe.

Edgar Allan Poe

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
`'Tis some visitor,' I muttered, `tapping at my chamber door -
Only this, and nothing more.'

Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December,
And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.
Eagerly I wished the morrow; - vainly I had sought to borrow
From my books surcease of sorrow - sorrow for the lost Lenore -
For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels named Lenore -
Nameless here for evermore.

And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain
Thrilled me - filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before;
So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating
`'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door -
Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door; -
This it is, and nothing more,'

Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer,
`Sir,' said I, `or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore;
But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping,
And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door,
That I scarce was sure I heard you' - here I opened wide the door; -
Darkness there, and nothing more.

Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing,
Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before;
But the silence was unbroken, and the darkness gave no token,
And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, `Lenore!'
This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word, `Lenore!'
Merely this and nothing more.

Back into the chamber turning, all my soul within me burning,
Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat louder than before.
`Surely,' said I, `surely that is something at my window lattice;
Let me see then, what thereat is, and this mystery explore -
Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore; -
'Tis the wind and nothing more!'

Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter,
In there stepped a stately raven of the saintly days of yore.
Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he;
But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door -
Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door -
Perched, and sat, and nothing more.

Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,
By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore,
`Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou,' I said, `art sure no craven.
Ghastly grim and ancient raven wandering from the nightly shore -
Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!'
Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.'

Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly,
Though its answer little meaning - little relevancy bore;
For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being
Ever yet was blessed with seeing bird above his chamber door -
Bird or beast above the sculptured bust above his chamber door,
With such name as `Nevermore.'

But the raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only,
That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour.
Nothing further then he uttered - not a feather then he fluttered -
Till I scarcely more than muttered `Other friends have flown before -
On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before.'
Then the bird said, `Nevermore.'

Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken,
`Doubtless,' said I, `what it utters is its only stock and store,
Caught from some unhappy master whom unmerciful disaster
Followed fast and followed faster till his songs one burden bore -
Till the dirges of his hope that melancholy burden bore
Of "Never-nevermore."'

But the raven still beguiling all my sad soul into smiling,
Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird and bust and door;
Then, upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking
Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore -
What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt, and ominous bird of yore
Meant in croaking `Nevermore.'

This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing
To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom's core;
This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining
On the cushion's velvet lining that the lamp-light gloated o'er,
But whose velvet violet lining with the lamp-light gloating o'er, She shall press, ah, nevermore!

Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer
Swung by Seraphim whose foot-falls tinkled on the tufted floor.
`Wretch,' I cried, `thy God hath lent thee - by these angels he has sent thee
Respite - respite and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore!
Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe, and forget this lost Lenore!'
Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.'

`Prophet!' said I, `thing of evil! - prophet still, if bird or devil! -
Whether tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore,
Desolate yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted -
On this home by horror haunted - tell me truly, I implore -
Is there - is there balm in Gilead? - tell me - tell me, I implore!'
Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.'

`Prophet!' said I, `thing of evil! - prophet still, if bird or devil!
By that Heaven that bends above us - by that God we both adore -
Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn,
It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels named Lenore -
Clasp a rare and radiant maiden, whom the angels named Lenore?'
Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.'

`Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend!' I shrieked upstarting -
`Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore!
Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken!
Leave my loneliness unbroken! - quit the bust above my door!
Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!'
Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.'

And the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting
On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door;
And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming,
And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor;
And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor
Shall be lifted - nevermore!

Outfit.

So I found this site thanks to another blogger and friend of mine Jeffi. And it's awesome. It's called Polyvore where you create your own oufit. Here is one that I would love to have for the autumn. Lot's of layers, because I love that. Ankle boots, a beanie and leg warmers; something I personally think is a must right now.

The Price of Beauty,

That's the name of Jessica Simpson's new show on MTV. It's basically about her and her two friends; CaCee Cobb & Ken Pavés, travelling the world and exploring different kinds of beauty.
I'm usually not one for MTV shows, because, let's be honest here, most of them are...well lame. (The Hills, My Sweet 16??)
But I actually find this one interesting and I've seen a few episodes now. It's very interesting to see what people all over the world consider beautiful. Because let's face it people; Beauty is kind of a big thing all over the globe wether we like it or not.

Because of my line of work; a Cosmetician, I deal with beauty, beauty-ideals, issues and things like that every single day. So some people might think that I'm superficial, because that is (sadly) how most people stereotype anyone that works in that line of business.
I would like to say that I'm not though. Yes, I do care what I look like and I do spend alot of time and money on the way I look, dress etc. But that's because I like it. I love shopping, I like trying out new hairstyles and I enjoy taking care of myself. My cupboards are filled with cremes, lotions, scrubs, masks and everything you could possibly imagine but I still wouldn't say I'm superficial.
Because I do put a great value in personality and inner beauty. Because we all know that being beautiful on the inside is so much more important. And that should always come first, but is it really that bad to want to look good? Because I think that if you think you look good, you feel good.
What matters is what you think, not everyone else. So as long as you're happy, everythings great, right?

But that's enough ranting and thinking for tonight. Now a song that's been stuck on my head for days now, it's strangely cute.

I really don't need to spend any more quality time with Mr. Toilet Bowl in the near Future.

So this weekend was, um, nice. Saturday was spent with my work-comrades bowling, eating and then going out. We had fun. Then I kinda ditched them to go dancing with my friends at a club. Awesome. Oh it would have been, or it was until; I started to feel like shit.
Note to self; never accept shots that your not one hundred percent sure of whats in them. EVER again. Savvy? Espc. not since you've had several other shots (amongst other alcoholic beverages) before that.

I spent my Sunday morning having some quality time with Mr. Toilet Bowl. Not Cool. Then I went back to sleep, then I went shopping but as you can guess my heart, mind and soul wasn't in it *wink*. So when I got home I went bac to sleep. I had a day off today which was probably good.

I could say that I'm never drinking again, and truth to be told that's what went through my mind when I stumbled into bed on Saturday/Sunday Night/Morning. But then I would be lying. Ugh.

I'm so Over and Out.

I'm so not hugging you in the near future.

I'm sorry Patrick Jane, but I might just elope with Dean Winchester instead of marrying you.

Hey, long title and pretty strange I know.

Today was normal. Which in a way was very relaxing. Later I'm going to pick up my friend from the Airport. Probably should get ready for that but I ended up here instead. What a surprise.

So, I've been watching Suoernatural a lot lately; hence this post's title. Just because it's awesome. It's about supernatural things, and starring two very attractive guys, how can I not like it?
And once again a fictional character has stolen my heart. Yeah, I'm so crushing on Dean Winchester right now. I think I might even leave my imaginary-husband Patrick Jane for him and elope.

I'm sorry Patrick, but this guy is awesome. And so damn cute.

Bad Things.

I just had to. I'm reading the True Blood books right now. And the TV-series are...well awesome. Twilight is ok but it's so refreshing to see real non-sparkling vampires for once. And the theme-song is so great. Jace Everett's voice gives me the chills and suits the sexiness of the series perfectly, don't you think?

Back in Not-Black.

 That was so far from witty that I even cried a little...

So I'm back from the fair in Vasa. It was a very...interesting weekend of nothing else. Very exhausting too because it takes about 5 ½ hours to drive there from here. Nice.

It was fun to do something else, see alot of exhibits and stuff. Live at the hotel, something you don't do too often *wink*. Scandinavian Hunks was there as well, so I got to see them again. But it wasn't all the same guys as last time, one of them actually looked freakishly alot like this guy I know...with a much more toned bod, (if you catch my drift) but still. All in all, it was a fun weekend.

Now back to so called reality.

Over and Out.

Suit Up!

 Just because I'm Bored. I just love Barney Stinson. He's Awesome.

Katy Perry is Pretty Wicked.

So I'm sitting here listening to Katy Perry of all things. And I've come to realize that I actually like her music. And not only that her whole style. She is pretty cool. And she's marrying Russell Brand of all people, a man I find extremely funny and wicked.

She is pretty beautiful, isn't she? And I just adore her style, am I the only one?

And now a song from her new album; Teenage Dream. I just love this song.

Peace Out.