I have tummy ache, the kind you get when you are stressed.

I'm not going to get into any of the schools in England. I don't even know if i want to, yes i don't even know if i want to study art any more. I feel fat. And depressed, even though this time i think it's more due to stress for going to India added too stress of applying to stupid demanding english pointless schools. SInce when is art about making a philosophical point of view known? Can't i just make art because i like it, because it's pretty, because i like the colors, the texture, the pain and the satisfaction? Can't I? No, apparently one has to justify oneself constantly to live a fruitful life in this world. Stupid world full of one-sided-tracked firstworld people i might add, poeple who are all the opposite of "altruistes". Well i'm sick of it. Even though, of course, i'm quite clever and so i know myself quite well, no need to go on a search/journey/roadtrip/whatever to find myself and find out that i will probably never actually do anything about it....
And that stupid fart Mathias is sulking, again, and not answering any of my messages, again, and then when he does it's only with uncomprehensible messages that don't mean anything.
I feel like crying.

My pretty little flat

In reality, pictures of my room., the flat is too boring.




Do not ask what that thing is, i do not know ok? It comes from the second hand market and i thought it looked like an old tv so i think i'm going to stick a little painting in it. (I think it's actually an old sort of heater..)
I miss my sunglasses collection, it must be so lonely all on ot's ownsome with no-one to tell it it's beautiful...I have about 40 pairs now, hehe.



I seriously can't wait to have my own flat, you know? Or at least live on my own. I'm such a material person though, as in, i have a lot of things.
Do you like my bunny/tiger slippers?

I found a new song and then i lost it.

I try to dress differently everyday, but in reality i dress the same a lot. Especially since i don't have such a vast choice as clothes here i guess. And since i permanently wear that denim jacket and that bag and those shoes. Well, last month i did, this month i found two new pairs of shoes at the market, Mum found me a green leather bag, I got a new hat for my birthday and i knitted another one (yes, slight onsession there i'm afraid). Scarf and jacket remain i suppose.

Aren't my leggings cool though?

A big fat heart and a second hand bebendum costume

Nice huh?I'm so cool sometimes.



I told you she liked close ups..


Quote: -me: " Flims, Flims, check out my new puffer jacket" -Flims (my sister): It makes you look fat. I still haven't worn it.....

(Come back a month)

I think this car would really suit me...




What do you think, should i get them? :) :)




We also went to the beach one day, and there wzere some mad people swimming; We found ourselves surrounded by milk white (no exageration, i promise) english boys, who all sported beer-bellies or dodgy tattooes so we couldn't even droll at lovely looking bodies, which is what one normally does at the beach.



I am really not putting up my phtos in the right order...but anyway. This was a month ago, exactly a month ago and we were still in tee-shirts. We actually had the great idea to go to the park Guëll and boil to death, surrounded by tourists (just like us, except they are tourists and we are not...find my logic in that) all dressed in flip flops and miniskirts as if we were in august..which it felt like.
Then proceded to get lost finding the metro to get back, so trudged around with painful feet for about an hour, and let me tell you, speaking from experience, the area around the parc Guëll is not one you need to trudge around for more than five minutes, i assure you.

Because it's bloody freezing in Barcelona

...I get to wear woollies

Recently.

Teehee, my little prostitute booties.




This was me getting up after coming down this massive dynossaure slide near Sants, it's like a metal dynossaure sculpture and his mouth is open to make a huge slide, and his tail on the other side is a smaller slide. Really cool.



Afternoon at Tibidabo with my hand-knitted hat, another one. My sister LOVES taking mega close-ups of me, very unflattering.