i had big plans for this blog, but it just didn’t happen, and now it might as well be dead. go follow ameliagetyourcoat.tumblr.com instead!
it’s back. my dark passenger. the darkness that sometimes consumes me and makes it hard to breathe.
and I have no idea how to stop it
I’ve coloured my hair red! Got tired of brown, after all I’ve had it since ..8th grade. Damn, that’s a long time! No wonder I wanted a complete change.
I haven’t died, I’ve just moved and gotten a new life. I don’t know how to describe it, I remember sitting in school when I stumbled upon the school I go to now and falling completely in love with the class, i remember how I didn’t want to go the day before we started because I was afraid that it would be the same crap all over. Boy, was I worrying about nothing! It’s wonderful and the people are awesome and ah. I love it so much there! But now i’m home on vacation, and it sucks. Big time. It’s so empty and quiet everywhere! I’m used to eating surrounded by around 90 people, having a roomie, hearing people laugh and scream and fool around at all hours of the day, but now it’s just ..quiet. And of course, there’s this boy. Damn, he’s got my head spinning! He’s so wonderful and cute, and we have the same taste in music and we do all the same weird things and ah. I can’t stop smiling whenever he’s around! And his dialect is wonderful and his voice is so soothing, and he plays the guitar and he sings and oh, i could just listen to him forever. and basically the whole school knows that now, especially the girls, so everytime i mention him they go “oooouuuuh!” and “you guys should totally go out, you would be the cutest couple ever!”. so yeah. We’ll see.
For now I’m lonely at home. I’ve made an autumn-playlist by the way, perfect for wollen sweaters, tea, writing lovestories and cuddeling. Here it is :) Enjoy!
tada! I think it’s really beautiful, and I absolutely love it! I didn’t really plan on it to be this Kaizers-inspired, but I’m not really surprised that it did, haha :)
- yesterday I heard violeta, violeta vol II for the first time. I already love it. Seriously, Kaizers is so amazing, it’s hard to comprehend.
- today was my final day at work and it felt so good to deliever all my reports and be done! No more forced cleaning for a year, damn, that’ll be good!
- I have a tattoo-appointment tomorrow at 11:30, which i’m totally excited for, except for the part where I don’t quite know which quote to take. “Let it be” is a timeless and safe choice, and it’s really beautiful, but “la det vara” (norwegian for let it be) is more original, plus it’s from a Kaizers-song, and i absolutely love it. It gives me chills and i have so many memories with that song and hmf. I don’t know. I know I want a flying bird underneath, as a symbol of my free spirit and ..stuff. The biggest problem is probably that i haven’t decided on a font. I don’t know if i want a loop font or a kind of “bubbly” one, and ah. I hate doing these kinds of things for the first time, it’s ruining my nerves! i’m almost terrified of looking stupid because i don’t know this or that. but deep down i know the guys don’t think or care about it, after all it is their job. so yeah. excited anyway! and terrified that it’s gonna hurt like hell. they say that where the skin is thin hurts a lot, and also if it’s over a bone. The wrist has both, haha :( i’m going to die.
but i’m so so so so excited to see it finished! i’ve been dreaming of having a tattoo on my wrist for six years and it’ll be so amazing to finally have it and I know i will love it.
Pictures will most likely be posted tomorrow, as i’ll probably spend at least a few hours taking pictures and admiring it, haha! so yeah. ah. i’m babbling because i’m so nervous. you should have seen me when the guy set up my appointment, hahah, my knees almost gave out! i was like “oh my god. I’m doing this. In two days. HOLY MOTHER OF CRAP, it’s gonna hurt like a motherfucker. what am i dooooing!?!?!?”
but now i think i’ll shower and try to join a party, even though i can’t drink. which reminds me that i probably can’t drink tomorrow night either, and that’s kinda sad because i wanted one last shitfaced night with the gang.. suppose i just have to watch the others getting wasted then, which is not so bad either. at least not with those people, they have a way of including me so i feel drunk and happy anyway :)