1. #85

    My oh my. 225 days have passed until I found this blog again. damn.

  2. #310

    It’s my Birthday. 22nd Birthday.

    It’s only 24 hours, I believe I can pull through it.

    Celebrated with friends last night, tonight Im feeling a bit down. And thinking about going to a party alone. Maybe bringing my camera along.

    I regret not going to Golden Plains festival now. Ohhh.

    x

  3. Taking Back Sunday @ Metro Theater

    Thursday 25th of February

  4. #311

    March 3,

    The great Hollywood costume designer Adrian Adolph Greenberg was born in 1903.

    Watch some of his greatest creations in “the Women”, “the Wizard of Oz” or “the Great Ziegfeld” today.

    And its only 3 days ‘till my birthday and 2 days ‘till the night x.

    Im excited and nervous.

  5. #312

    6 days till my Birthday. I should be excited, i guess.

    gosh, im scared. getting older sucks. i need to do stuff with my life.

    College schedule for this year: 5 days a week. From 9am - 1pm. Html and Web-design. Awful.

  6. #313

    I don’t have a theme for blogging like most of the other people.

    I just need to store my ideas, plans and things that i want to remember.

    Well, in this post I want to share a recipe of cooking an egg, like in the movie “V for Vendetta”:

    I cooked it half an hour ago. Yes, at 3.30 am.

    VforVendetta Breakfast

    What you’ll need: an egg, toast bread, butter, frying pan.

    1. Turn on the stove on max, put a frying pan with butter(there is never too much butter) on it.

    2. Take a piece of toast bread, cut out a hole in the middle of it.

    3. Put your bread with a hole on a frying pan, fry it both sides. If there is not enough butter - your toast will be burnt.

    4. Break an egg and pour the white part of it into a cup, but not all of it. This is to be done, for an egg not to pour outside of the toast.

    5. Pour your egg into the hole in a toast.

    6. Turn-off your stove and wait until its prepared.

    7. Now - EAT! :)

    -A

  7. #314

    My parents raised me like a little princess. I grew up in a fairy tale surrounded by caring people and wonderfull things.

    And as a matter of fact, I was aleays waiting for someone special, like a prince.

    But I grew-up and realised that Princes dont exist. Nobody’s perfect.

    I just need someone to care about.

    -A

  8. “A line allows progress, a circle does not”
    Conor Oberst