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Rainy Friday
July 18, 2008, 7:07 pm
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A rainy Friday that brings me joy.

Almost one half a year ago, I stuck some leaves from my old zz plant in a pot. Just when I was about to give up, it has finally produced new plants! On a sad rainy Friday… this little light green leaves made my day.

And when I looked outside… *s*

even my hard core cactus has tiny pretty white flowers nowadays…

*sighs*

how lovely… love you, life.

<3 hugs



Book Mark Haddon tonight
July 17, 2008, 10:39 pm
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It is Thursday and it’s time to do books. *w*

I love books and it has been a while since I do books. And I will do Mark Haddon’s tonight. *W*

He is definitely one of my favourite authors nowadays. Him and Paulo.

I read these two books recently.

You must know the first one already – The curious incident of a dog in the night time – one of the best books in the whole wide world.

This is the kind of book that you want to read over and over again. The kind you want to fall asleep next to, the kind you would only use your best bookmark for.

The kind that keeps you awake.

*s*

The story was told by a boy suffering from Asperger’s Syndrome called Christopher Boone. He only knew a happy face and a sad face. Other faces didn’t make sense to him.

He was obsessed with certain things: he was unable to eat anything brown or yellow, different kinds of food touching one another, and so on… 

Strangely I find that comforting to know. How we are all obsessed with certain things.

Like upside-down glasses, towels not folded properly on the rack, wet spoons in food, and all those things not making any sense to anyone but ourselves.

Like Christopher, we scream… quite a bit.

*w*

 

The other one – A spot of bother – is just too good. I almost did not want to finish reading it. I kept myself away from the book for weeks before I read the last chapter.

(Book cried: Read me, read me! But I pretended I did not hear…)

This is the kind of book that makes you feel so awful thinking about that you couldn’t read it any longer because you are coming to the end of the story. Also the kind that you would only use your best bookmark for.

Not the kind that keeps you awake but the kind that leaves you wanting more.

*s*

It was about an old man named George who would have to kill himself. He began to lose his mind. At the same time, his daughter was getting married to a wrong guy, his wife was shagging his friend, his son was gay.

So George would have to be distracted and came up with a plan.

The book is funny, witty, tragic, dramatic, dull, pathetic, tired, and strange at times… It is no fairytale.

I love fairytales and I love this book. Mark is a genius.

It’s really just a story about a tired old man who’s going crazy. Who doesn’t enjoy reading that?

*w*



Tuesday is a lovely day
July 15, 2008, 7:15 pm
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Tuesday is a day to look at the new material things in your life. That is if you like. Tuesday can be any kind of day you wish it to be. A day to go out and play, pop popcorns and watch Alice in Wonderland, or start reading a book.

I look at the new material things I’ve gathered recently. I am the hunter and the gatherer. I like to collect things. It pleasures me to imagine giving my thing a name, a story, a gender or a personality.

Remember I told you about this talented girl named Lou, known as Art & Ghosts? Well, I bought a picture from her, quite long ago. I bought this girl named Samantha… apparently the artist’s favourite. She is so perfect in her little black frame. My kind of dark angel.

I even got a fairytale surprise gift from her. A Storm in a teapot. It is so lovely! I’d frame this tea fairy later and put it in our new kitchen. Near where we make tea.

Then we bought Wesele. We were at this flea market not long ago and saw this wonderful poster.

A Polish lady, the seller, began telling us the story of the poster, dating back in 1901. Wesele, which means The Wedding Reception, is a play written by Stanisław Wyspiański, a famous Polish artist, playwright, and poet. Wesele had a significant meaning to the Polish people, the lady seller told us.

“The play made us look back at our unsuccessful uprisings against the Russians.”

We paid 200kr and brought it home since then. The guy who designed the poster is apparently famous too. His name is Adam Kilian. If you’re bored and looking for a dance, try googling for Adam Kilian with double “l”. *w*

Oh I bought a little red bag today. I paid only 175kr for it at a vintage store. He is too cute. A little Aigner in warm wine red colour, he really cheers me up. Oh and he apparently likes books too.

*Hugs*



Dear my precious little blog
July 7, 2008, 10:36 pm
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I know I haven’t written to you for a while, my precious little blog.

You certainly deserve more attention than you do now, and if it would make you feel any better, I really do feel bad not visiting you more often lately.

You’d be happy to know that we went on a little trip about a month ago. We went to Amsterdam in June. I love the city so so so much. You would too. It’s just so PRETTY. So inspiring. The canals. The narrow houses with white windows. The boats and the boathouses with leather sofas. This picture says it all.

We stayed with our good friends Kim and Virginie who have printed their names in a font which I would describe as “indecent”… hehe They are very lovely of course. You’d love them too.

We ate poffertjes. Tiny puffy pancakes which were very sweet and yummy.

and drank really good Belgian beer (I thought it was Dutch but that doesn’t really matter now)…

In order to burn the calories from drinking too much good beers, we walked and ran around the city quite a lot… I ran up and down every stairs I saw like a 5-year-old.

We did not cycle, as I ahem! preferred to walk… but many others did.

Then while waiting for our food in Chinatown, we saw these cute little ladies in red and purple.

While we were on a boat tour, we were stunned to see the pirates! (blurry pic due to me shaking in fear of course). You know how much I hate pirates don’t you.

As luck would have it, we got away from the pirates unharmed.

These guys below are dressed in orange because the Dutch were to play their first eurocup match the day after. It was sad they did not win. They were very excited about the game. Pubs were buying free beers for every Dutch goal. The tall guy on the right is supposed to be the young Rembrandt.

Then we went to The Hague. There is a wonderful beach there. It’s called Scheveningen.

Van Gogh painted a picture of it when he was there in 1882. This painting was stolen in 2002 and it has yet to be seen again. :(

The beach was beautiful and somewhat majestic but there was another reason I insisted on going to The Hague (we were debating between Utrecht and The Hague). If you have paid enough attention, you’d remember I once told you about this girl I was dying to meet.

I met her.

The Mona Lisa of the North. I saw her and the dream I thought would never come true came true. *s*

I couldn’t be happier, or so I thought.

We went to see this man two days after.

And it was the most inspiring day of my life!

He gave me a fresh breath of life. Just like you do, sometimes. *w*

I just love Amsterdam.
xoxoxoo