<4 ahcaS <4

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mO1S1Yq-u2U

http://www.sing365.com/music/lyric.nsf/I-Miss-You-lyrics-Incubus/134F51BAA4179FE7482568D800178B46

You and Me Forever.

It's Christmas Time!

I have officially finished setting up my tree!! I obviously took a picture. Marvelous, right?





Apart from that, today I had my first swim practice :) It felt more than great to get back into the water...Now i just have another 18 things to do. -.-

Last night was interesting. It was my first time at a Buzukia club --> Dirty Mezzo. HAHAHA i have to laugh just thinking of it. Although it wasn't an actual buzukia show - with the whole plate crashing, excessive amounts of alcohol and old men - it still had the entire Buzukia atmosphere to it.

I went to Jenna and Kayla's new apartment to get ready to go out. It is AH-mazing. Completely dressed in Neobarock, with blacks and whites and a bright red Christmas tree, fully lighted in blood. (I didn't have my camera, otherwise i would've taken a picture) And of course, there were posters of Star Wars, Marylin Monroe and abstract art. (Just what's needed)

I have super awesome news. As i might have mentioned before, we're renovating our town-house in Athens, AND today after practise we were discussing decoration changes, when suddenly it dawned on me that i want our 3rd floor to myself. Soooo, after the 1st floor is finished with the renovations, i can start completely re-doing (get ready for it:) MY OWN APARTMENT. This means parties, sleep overs, people coming over from other countries to stay over ANYTIME. because now i have the room, and when decorations are done, i'll have the space. All i need to find now is the time. Looking forward to it already...


Love and Xmas Cookies,

irene.

New Moon...

So Avatar was all booked out (surprise, surprise since it's the first day after the premiere. my dad's so naive) We ended up seeing New Moon. Now Geo and Elena both think it was complete and utter crapola, and i think Geo even wanted to leave half way through the showing, but i maintain that Chris Weitz did the best he could? American Pie was probably one of the funniest movies of its time, and frankly speaking, what more could the Twilight fans (myself included) expect from the hugely-successful comedy's director?

My conclusion: directors/producers of a certain genre should stick to that of their choosing, and stray around as little as possible. (Just like husbands) Now James Cameron is not only the director of our beloved-oh-dear-i-want-to-see-so-badly Avatar, but also of Titanic and all the Terminators, including #5, who's release date is yet to be announced. Since i haven't seen Avatar yet, hence it's given description, i can't say whether his straying works or not. I tried watching the Terminators, but either i was too young, or it just isn't my thing...bottom line, i remember NUL of it. Therefore, my giving a relevant and subjective opinion here is impossible.

Goodnight from Blinky, DJ and myself.
xo

Officiality in Athens

Today was my first "official" day in my favorite city. I woke up at 11:30, ate a small breakfast - little did i know that would be the only thing i would eat until 18:00 - and unpacked my huge suitcase. This is what the contents of my suitcase look like in my provisional bedroom (note: we're renovating our floor -Floor 1- so are currently residing on Floor 3 aargh...more steps. note 2: the cat visible on one of the chairs was not in my suitcase. Neither was the stationary bicycle.)

Then i helped my daddy do some grocery shopping, where i received very strange looks because of my hair. One sleazy bag-boy even whistled at me. I assume the shaved head look hasn't come to Athens yet ;)

I went straight from dropping off the shopping at home to walking the distance in the warm weather to meet my mother where she was getting pampered at Chrissa Beauty Salon. I ended up staying longer than expected - instead of 30 minutes to get my eyebrows done, i stayed for 3 hours and did my hair as well ^^ (more is shaved now yippee)

My plans for tonight were to go out with Jo and the twins, BUT they were cancelled because of different reasons, so NOW (drumroll) i'm going to see Avatar with my parents :)

Golly Gee, i just love those moments when you can't be bothered to organize anything with people your own age, so you just use family as easy substitutes...

I'm very excited, i.must.admit. I'm off to get ready for the movies...

I'll pop in sometime soon again. (I managed to steal my neighbors' wireless ^^ GO ME!)

song of the day: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S_oMD6-6q5Y

in case you didn't know, Marina's half greek ^^ Tuff Pride.

On The Ionian Sea...

is where i am right at this moment. Not only is the boat moving from side to side, but so are my kitty cats in my cabin room :) It's quite entertaining, however horrible...

The one comfort i have is being surrounded my hairy, ugly and loud Greek truck drivers! I now indeed feel at home.

Missing you in Basel already. Baby, fly to me!

ps. here's a picture of my dad and me, and the wonderful Greek water behind us :)

Here I Come (Paradise?)

Today is Tuesday the 15th of December: My last day in Basel. As of tomorrow, (4 am to be exact), i will be sitting in a car, driving the 8 hours to Ancona to get the ferry boat to Patra, GR. Excited? Not really. We do this drive often; usually in summer, but this is the second time we've driven in winter. But then again, i will get to see my family and friends there... I will be leaving a lot of people behind, but sometimes that's necessary, huh?

Athens is my favorite city in the world, but as i was walking down Freiestrasse today (Christmas shopping with Milan, my favorite boy !!), i saw a perfect "Xmas Paradise" picture-op, so i seized the moment (camera) and used it to my advantage (pushed the shutter button)

On another note, today started off well: i got up extremely early (8:40 am) and went to Sacha's, where he had a tray of breakfast waiting for me. BEcause it was so great, i've decided to include a picture, because i'm such a dork and of COURSE i took a damn picture.

Tonight is my last day and night in Basel, and where is he? Spending time with his best friend.

Quote of my day: "It's totally ok if you fuck him!" Praise little Christian girls and Friday nights.

Red Puke in a Flowerpot.

Yesterday night was...eventful to say the least. Major mistake on my part: forgot to eat dinner.
Equation of the night: Irene + completely empty stomach + lots of red wine = disaster...
As i said, it was eventful. That isn't to say that the night was negative, or positive. It all started with meeting the Sacha and the Lucas in front of Papa Joes and waiting on Geo and Julia. Everyone came, drank a little red wine, then went to Ex-Food Court, now named Avec...
Fast forward to us (+Eva) sitting around one of their tables drinking our wines. Now at this point, i'm already way gone. Which wasn't good, since it was only bordering 22:30.

I had an interesting encounter with some Italians in the bathroom: there are some really weird men in Basel. We picked up Natalie, someone had drank my wine (i later found out it was done in my good interest: thanks Baby) Black out: from Avec... to the beginning of Wettsteinbrücke. No idea what happened there. Then i remember peeing with Sacha :) which is where all the drama began.

Super Fast forward to Hirschi (which I somehow got to), sitting at the table in the restaurant, feeling like shit, wearing Luc's Handschuhe on my feet and sticking a finger down my throat and puking into a dramatically large flowerpot sitting next to me.

Fast Forward to sticking a piece of gum into my mouth and going on my way to continue my night, only to be completely dissappointed with the music i heard when i went downstairs to the club. Note i found written on my hand: "ich=kopfweh. Scheissmusik regt mich uf".

There's not too much to say after that; i just galloped around the place trying to have a good time. Which i did in the end...kinda. I have to mention the Asian Lady licking her bald man's head and tormenting us poor things with the sight of her oversized nipples trying to escape through her shirt.

By the aforementioned "drama", i was obviously referring to that between me and the most important person in my life...but just like always, it's completely cleared up now.

12:52 --> i'm hung over, i'm excited to hang out with my boyfriend for the day, i'm super happy about my diamond and i'm waiting for Natalie to upload the pictures so i can post one up here.

Tootles Everybody...

and stay safe. Merry Christmas.

Last Day

Tomorrow is a significant day for me. Not only does Friday the 11th of December 2009 symbolize the last (half) day of school before the Christmas Break (or to be "politically correct", the WINTER break. -sidenote: political correctedness can lick my ass), and the day following with an amazing night out with the most important people at Hirschi and/or Nordstern...it also symbolizes my last day, or i guess my last couple hours of being an ink-virgin.

I cannot begin to express my feelings for the latter part. Ever since i made the appointment, (....2 days ago? i was super lucky !!) my insides have been mixed with a sense of fright, excitement, worry, nervosity and extreme giddiness. I can't stop giggling to myself and thinking this is actually happening:

This particularly symbolizes a new type of freedom for me. Up to now, i've been the great child. (obviously with the normal exceptions...but i'm not like one of those army brats that you see on child-discipline tv-shows) The only one time i am capable of remembering where i showed my first real sign of rebellion: getting my cartiladge pierced exactly 2 years ago to this weekend. I guess the whole Xmas-spirit and whatnot brings out the little anti-parental-control-devil in me.

And with that, I invite you to listen to a song by one of the greatest groups ever to exist. It's actually relevant, as tomorrow stands for this stranger leaving forever. Because i know now, i'm not a little child anymore, and i'm more than capable of making my own damn decisions.

www.youtube.com/watch?v=P5NBm4ywmhc


Enjoy life everyone, and Merry (Early) Christmas.

femina est diamant

Ann and Nancy, who make up the singer-songwriter duo "Heart", speak nothing but truth in their 1977 Debut song "Treat Me Well". Even though the song was written more than 30 years ago, they have it exact.

Women are Sacred, Women are Almighty and Holy,

We are the Light of this Universe.

Treat Us Well, and We'll repay you.

Succumb to Our Lust and Passion.

We Will Love You Forever...if you treat Us well.

Credit: Mrigya Agarwal's Independent English Oral Exam

I just have to mention how today in English class, Mrigya's presentation on the image and portrayal of women in "The Kite Runner", got me thinking. Women are the best creation of this world. Ask any man (even the homosexuals): they'll tell you they love women. And it's true. Ladies, embrace your being and spread our beautiful femininity.

And remember over everything,

just as Greek Mythology says, "Love Thyself".

(Click title for song link on youtube)

Excessive in all aspects.

So even for me, posting twice in a day might be a little redundant, but i feel this is important.

You know how the whole irene=noun is starting up? Well, for the purpose of this post, i invent the word "nounity" (n.) and by definition means "the being of a noun".

Now that that's cleared up, i feel like my nounity is failing. I know its too early to say after a day, (or two) but i'm exhausted, stressed, tired, unhappy and empty all in one. That's not normal for me, is it?

I can't look forward to anything. EMPTINESS.

When you've crossed the river, a wide moat lies ahead.

So yesterday i returned from the Shortcourse Swiss Championships in Savosa. Overall it was a great success: best times in everything i swam. i believe i'm 8 hundredths of a second (That's 0.08 seconds!!) away from making the Swiss National Team, but i might be mistaken. I'll update you all about that later. There was a little mishap RIGHT after my competition was over with the boyfriend, but as always it was cleared up in a jiffy. Fighting is never worth it with him. But even so, didn't really help my night.

I got home at 11 pm, tired and cranky and literally naseous with exhaustion. And ever since i got to school today (i was late: thank the parents for letting me sleep in) i've been in the most foul mood. I'm not sure what it is... blame the stress? It's moments like these where i just hate my surroundings, i hate the school, i hate Switzerland and i just want to be back where i used to be with Sanne. i miss her so much. I keep thinking that her move was inevitable, but was there something we could have arranged to prevent it? A thought that just popped into my head: Graduation is only a blink away. Which means it'll be preeetty soon when we're undigging our box <3 i hope you're reading this Sanne-Lee. because i love you and i miss you...just for always and forever.

I'm sitting in Bowen's Psychology class. Camilla on my left (working perfectly? woah.) and Georgia Memon on my right (laughing by herself and completely entranced in mylifeisaverage posts ^^) Further down the computer row is Ylva and her god-forsaken trance music. Which is making my ears bleed. No, scratch that. The person is making my ears bleed. Which is terrible because i love her to death, but today of all days, i don't go her. And i don't even care that that's a direct translation from Greek, and isn't even valid in English; i'll make it valid.

At the moment though, i really don't go her.
I need a change of my environment. pronto.

Pink-eye=goosebumps (thanks Georgia ^^)

Another thing. As to avoid any misunderstandings: i hate it when people blog titles that have ABSOLUTELY FUCK NOTHING to do with their post. Following, (for all the challenged among us) i have provided you with an explanation of my title-->

The river=everything i've had to do up until now, which being over, i thought would help the stress levels decrease. APPARENTLY though, i have so much to do NOW (that i missed when i was at championships etc.) that although my river has been left behind, a moat is starting to form up ahead, and its getting wider and wider by the minute.



but of course, I don't need help; i can succeed myself :)

Because after all, i am a noun.

Have a nice week everyone.

ps. Not sure if it's noticable on screen, but there goes another mood swing. Before, my life was hell. Now i'm wishing people good weeks. Maybe i do need help after all?

pps. 12/12 here you come ;) I'm very excited.

Hide And Peek (The It-Game of 2010)

The Game: Hide & Seek, with a sexy twist
The Aim: Get your partner(s) to hide, so you can find them, and then claim your reward ;)

Rules:

1. No pretending you're going to have sex with someone just to play/win the game.
2. Must be at least 2 participants.
3. Safe sex. (unless you're never going to see them again. Your choice.)
4. You must hide.
5. You must be found.
6. Rewards must be agreed on by all participants.
7. You have to tell everyone the story when you get back to school (no exaggerating)

Rewards:

Found within:

2 minutes --> Sex

6 minutes --> Quickie

10 minutes --> Blowie

15 minutes --> Handjob

20 minutes --> Nothing. You've lost by now.

Copyright Georgia Memon and Ben Purdue-Pulido 2009

Awkward.

As Josh awkwardly walked to the bathroom, he tripped over a book and two different TV cables, then stepped on a bag of chips and somebody's hand. In the bathroom, he tripped over the edge of a tile, fell headfirst into the toilet and drowned.

God embraces Urban Dictionary.

Awkward

The epidemic of today's world is this word. Not that it's necessarily a bad thing though. I feel that gramatically, the word does the concept justice. A double vowel and a w-k-w sandwich, with the -ard sound following (almost like lard or fart). I really love this word.

I'm not going to comment much on it, because from experience, over analyzing is never a good thing. *ahem Mr.Rooney* Actually it's not the poor chap's fault. He even agrees with me.

Now, instead of a Song of the Day (But do me a favor and look up "I Was Walking With a Ghost" by Tegan and Sara...good stuff), we have an Awkward Story.

This actually happened to me two days ago.

So i was in Starbucks with this friend of mine, Nic...

we were standing in line, but we hadn't really decided what we wanted, so we're just standing there looking up at the boards...This bald guy is in line behind us, hasn't really noticed that we're undecided so he's just staring straight ahead waiting for his turn because he already knows what he wants. Problem is, we didn't know that he was ready to order. So we're standing in front of him, taking up all the space in front of the cashier and he's waiting patiently for the kids in front of him to finish. The cashier by now is utterly confused because no one's ordering even though there are people in line. So by the time Nic and I realized he's waiting, him and the cashier have exchanged worried/confused glances, Nic still hasn't decided what he wants and I'm just confused. This continued on for a minimum of 2-3 minutes, while meanwhile some cheesy 70's Christmas song was playing in the background, the café downstairs (where we are) is completely empty, upstairs people are laughing and chatting away, having a good time, and here we are, by this time, all four of us exchanging looks like ...... o.o .........

Finally, we motioned that the guy should go before us, the cashier was beckoning him with all her might and we're just giggling behind our paws.

Gotta love moments like that.

Peace out and Tall Mango Passion Fruit Juices in WINTER :)

Cyber-Epiphanies of the 21st Century

Prologue: I would have added a title-link, but there are multiple cyber-epiphanies that i want to mention, that i didnt feel it was fair to any of them to link just one.

Since my last blog was relatively long, i wont rant and rave about everything today.
Instead, i present you all with a list- note--> they are not in any particular order:

a) Failblog.com

b) mylifeisaverage.com


hmm...i thought my list would have been longer. Maybe the 21st century hasn't been as successful as we'd like to think.

peace out with ice-cream :)

ps. no school tomorrow or friday! YIPPEE!

Smartmob für ein Ja zur Initiative "Exportverbot von Kriegsmaterial"

Note:

The title-link attached only works for those proud owners of facebook.

which the whole world has.

so it shouldn't be a problem.

Now here we have a good cause. For all those who don't speak german, its basically a group organizing a demonstration ("smartmob") to support voting "yes" for the exporting ban of war material, by "dying" in the middle of the main trainstation in Basel for 4 minutes, symbolizing the people who die from war material. Who in their right mind wouldn't vote yes? Especially since Switzerland is technically speaking "a neutral country", we shouldn't have anything to do with war and the like. However, there are certain individuals, such as the brave and utterly stupid Samuel Spahni, who refuse to even think of voting YES.
Now i've completely gone off track. What i was beginning to say before my little vent on Spahni and the like, is that this is a good cause, yes? (rhetorical: don't answer. i don't care) and the organization, who has put a lot of work into this, made one little mistake (which officially had to be done: asking the SBB if we were even allowed to do this demonstration on their grounds). Now if they hadn't asked, and they got mad, we might've been fucked. since now they did ask, and they said no, we ARE fucked. because this is Switzerland. if we do something they don't like, let alone TOLD US NOT TO DO, we're beyond fucked...i'm guessing.
So now, the next potential idea is to do it on one of the main shopping streets in Basel. Thursday afternoon, shops are open late=lots of people=perfect? i think so too.

This post doesn't actually have a point, except to express my discontent, no RAGE, towards
a) the Swiss war material manufacturers (you're supposed to be NEUTRAL!?!?!)
b) the SBB for banning a signficant moment in Basel history (-.-)
c) to some extent, the smartmob organization, for not doing it the Southern European Way and just doing the damn thing, instead of asking for "permission".


Since war is on the horizon (metaphorically of course, after all this IS Switzerland -they might talk war, but they never do: but then again, never say never) the song of the day is one of my favorites. Sadly of course that i love this song so much, seeing as the topic of it isn't much of a positive thing. Well, enjoy the song and hopefully it'll knock some sense into ignorant little minds.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sZbSwPSGTYg

Epilogue: The demonstration was a success; it was held in Marktplatz square, where everyone was dressed in red and indeed collapsed "dead" on the floor for 4 minutes. Above is a picture i took the day after the demo, in which you see the message that was templated onto every sidewalk in downtown Basel.

Beneath it, you see my shoes :)

ps. the actual voting was indeed on the 29th of November, which was the Sunday that just passed, and ( I believe, correct me if i'm wrong) that the vote for Exportverbot did not pass.

Drug-dealing in Miami

Coming out of "La Carreta", the Cubanese cuisine restaurant outside the Miami International Mall, my dad decided to give me some advice. He said:

"Irene, when you accomplish your aspiration of becoming a drug-dealer in Miami, remember, cash is King. Make sure all your illegal transactions are in cash because that way, they can't trace them back to you."

All of you out there aspiring to become Miami-ese drug dealers, take this advice to heart. Mysteriously, my dad knows a lot about things like this (Ha, just kidding.)

Have a good night Miami.

xo Peace.

iLike

Listerine, air-conditioning, Hershey's chocolate, black Egyptian bedspreads, Hot Topic, posters, cheese Doritos, Sidekicks, Crest toothpaste, neon-pink nailpolish, Skullcandy, Rainbows (flipflops), Facebook, rapid eye movement, gum, iTunes, NEW CULT, pool water, fresh sheets, silver rings, vanilla-scented candles, unsecured WiFi networks, when people love me, summer nights, transparent furniture, Halloween, foreign artsy movies, peace, Styrofoam coffee cups, cheddar cheese, songs that bring back good memories, Skype, political humiliations, MTV, Forever 21, black Escalades, Xbox 360, modern abstract art, Pokémon, cutoff jeans, Youtube, Southern Europeans/Balkans, clap-on lights, literature, tattoos, bottled Evian, high ceilings, plush toys, big suitcases, baggy sweatshirts, plugs, scrunchies (completely underrated), night skylines, the smell of vehicle gas, the word “orb”, Camelback bottles, metal against hot skin, snakeskin high-heels, my iPod cover, queen-sized beds, black lace, Purell hand sanitizer, black beans and rice, fresh laundry, piercings, 80’s fashion, Vitamin Water, crumpers/krumpers, yearly organizers, bracelets, laptops that work, bandanas on my boyfriend, American cashiers, genuine compliments, redish lip stain, honey-almond Cheerios, erotic-stores (Elena!!), cabs/cab-drivers in Athens, Cherry Coke, brutally honest people, mirrored skyscrapers...

Florida <3

So, i landed in Miami International Airport on Sunday at 17:30. This would make the time in Basel 11:30-ish.
Irene=not jetlagged at all. We went to Dollar Car rental and got our annual Chrysler (!!!) and drove to the Crowne Plaza Hotel. I swear to god, if anyone ever stays in Miami, Crowne Plaza is the way to go. The beds are to DIE for. Anyways, then we went to dinner at...TACO BELL! Not bad starting our trip in the States with top-class fast food. Kudos, Taco Bell. You're the bomb. Then i watched MTV until whatever hour. (Is it me or does the standard keep getting worse? "My Antonio" ?? What the fuck is that supposed to be?)....then sleep.
Day 1: due to the awaited and inevitable jetlag, i woke up at 6 am. Good 8 hours of sleep, i think. Me and my dad, off the Crowne Plaza Fitness Gym (haha, it's actually called that) where i treadmilled for about 20-30 minutes. Shower, dress, breakfast. Pack and get all the shit into the car. (At this moment in time, i just HAVE to say one of the things i miss most when i go back to Basel after a trip to my beloved States, is the American cars. LOVE LOVE LOVE them, is all i can say.)Then we hit the Dolphin Mall in the South-West of Miami. We probably spent a total of ....5 hours there? Spent over 500 bucks and ate a shit load. We loaded all our purchases (Purchase of the day: Pokémon Tshirt from Hot Topic $20.00) and Vroom Vroomm went the Chrysler, all the way to Key Largo to the Conch-On Inn. Which is where i am right now.
Day 2: Wake up, weird night...I dreamt i was in a room with the new music teacher at ISB, and suddenly all these people start filing in, being supported by like walking trees. And they're all like clutching their right legs, and when i look down, i realize their legs are turning into zombies. and i forgot to mention that they've all got shaved heads (neo-nazi style) So i ask one of them, and it went like this
Irene: what happened??
Zombie-foot man: the nazis got us
Irene: *confused* wait, you're nazis? (shaved head you know?)
Zombie: no jack-ass, the NAZIS!!
Irene: *starts coughing*
New Music Teacher: Irene, how am i supposed to be teaching with you making all that noise?
Irene *between coughs* aarghh *cough cough* i'm sorry i have to cough
New Music Teacher: GET OUT!

Now, my dreams always mean something:
a) what has already happened
b) what you want to happen
c) what will happen sometime in the future

But what is this one supposed to mean? Help! (my biggest bet, it means im going crazy in the Florida humidity)
Oh yeah, a topic i meant to touch on: THE FUCKING HUMIDITY! i can't stand it. It's already so hot and the moisture makes it all that much worse.
Continuation Day 2: had my first practice, and instead of Rich Hall coaching me, Gary Hall Sr. showed up!! I was so surprised to see him! Haven't seen him since December :) Anyways, had my training and then went to Chilli Willies (Mile Marker 87?) and had a half rack of BBQ ribs with rice, veggies and garlic butter toast :D HEAVEN!
So this has evolved into a huge-ass essay that no one is gonna read anyways. i'm going to stop with the day count anyways. Its too much of a hassle to write.

Peace and dry-weather
xo

ps. SOOOOO many cubans in Florida. Spanish=language 1, English=barely language 2

Fall Break....

So it's finally october break. The first third (kinda) of school is over, the leaves are falling off the trees, and i continue to write blogs. Tomorrow i leave for Miami, FL. As much as i wish i could be 100% euphoric right at this moment - in about 48 hours, i'll be swimming with Gary Hall Jr. + Sr., i'll be able to eat american fast food again, i'll pop into CVS whenever i feel like it and i'll be experiencing the sweet Florida sunshine, while everyone here in Switzerland is freezing their asses off - there's a certain bitter-sweetness about this picture.
I do get to leave the (surprisingly sunny) Basel, and be embraced by the States again (HAHA!) but i am after all, leaving my tokepi behind. Although he's leaving for Majorca (asshole) on Monday, it still feels like i've been punched in the stomach by Mohammed Ali, puked, then forced to eat my own vomit and as a result have really bad indigestion, due to the stomach acid I ingested.
Let's not do a Michelle McPherson and beat around the bush:
I'm going to miss him. Legitimately. Beyond doubt. And now i'm starting to sound like Nick Berna, going on and on about how god is the answer to everything. Well, i guess in my case, he is the answer to my everything. And by 'he', i obviously am NOT referring to god.
(just for the record, i refuse to write god with a capitol G)
The word love is not to be used lightly, but this situation calls for heavy measures.

I LOVE HIM.

Wednesday the Victorious...

So, today i found out i got the highest grade in my biology HL class: 71%
Great? No. But 90% of my class failed, so what more can i ask for rather than 71%?

Anyways, this wasn't actually what i had intended to post tonight, but it just sprang to mind.
So:

• fall break starts friday at 15:45. This is always a plus.
• October is tomorrow; we're so much closer to Halloween!
  
• Das Schiff party is on Friday.
• I leave for Florida on sunday :) --> to swim, but whatever. At least it's not Europe.

Did i mention that i was elected Student Council president at my school? Pretty snazzy huh? So tomorrow i have to interview all the candidates for the executive committee with my vice-president and best friend (another yippee!) Ella-Bella.

Not much else to say....

Song of today: Heartbreaker by Metronomy

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MsduHmjQlgI&NR=1

Since the day after tomorrow is FRIDAY, i'll make an exception and add another song:

BUT I CAN'T FIND IT ANYWHERE!! (with the exception of Fredflare.com)

The title: Heads Will Roll by Yeah Yeah Yeahs (Tommie Sunshine remix)

For god's sake, if anyone finds it: SEND IT TO ME ASAP!

Peace and Unicorns and Sharpies xo

The Head.

SOooooo i finally did it. Although it had only been lingering on my mind for the last....week?
Anyways. I shaved my hair off. HA! Not all of it, of course. My mane is my pride.

Just the one side:\

Take a look, and tell me what you think ;)

Peace.
xo

There is nothing else worth reporting...

There is absolutely nothing worth reporting. Well, of course there is...seeing as i haven't checked into Irene's-Integrity for so long. But the bottom line here, today, at this moment (which is everything that counts, i've come to realize. LIVE IN THE MOMENT etc.) is:
that i'm happy. i feel ecstasy just radiating through my body, originating from deep within and pushing itself out through my pores. So anyone worrying about me, and why i haven't been updating my blog...sorry to let you down. I haven't been swallowed by imaginary sharks in the seas of Greece, and as much as i like to imagine, i haven't committed suicide yet.

So my Hinweis of the day: Go outside, take a long look at the sky, and realize,
life does have a point.
It's called happiness.

<4

19 days later...

So i find myself sitting on my bed, after swim camp, after swiss championships...thinking, what NOW? My whole year has been so hectic, academically and sport-wise (and otherwise, of course) and its the first time where i don't have anything very important and pending to do. On my left lie 5 piles of summer work that i have to in preparation for the IB next school year, but that is no threat and doesn't pose as something that would take up much valuable time. It's the first time in a very long time (probably since before i started junior high) that i have a lot of time on my hands, and i either don't know what to do, or i can't be bothered to finish little things that don't reeeeally need to be done, i.e. my work. So i'm left with the question, what now?
In Renens, during the 2009 summer championships, that ended just yesterday, i enjoyed the company of a particular boy, along with the normal clan seen at competitions. Hopefully i'll be able to travel back to Lausanne to chill with him before he leaves for boarding school. Speaking of Lausanne, there's another person i'd very much like to see if i get there: MB. We've had great fun over the years, and i'm sure a few days with him will continue our loverly memories.
If anyone has any idea what i should be doing with my time, or any updates on what's going on in the world, they would be greatly appreciated. Everyone who counts for me has my digits...

Attached you will find a picture of the best team anyone could ask for, except for the McDonalds part, which continues to piss me off.

Last group hug of the season :*|

Swim [Boot] Camp

Ok, so on the 27th of June we arrived in Heraklion, Crete, Greece (finally) after our plane was delayed 2.5 hours. We ended up sitting in front of our gate and chatting away, (me and Evelyne watched the rest of the Shining) so it wasn't all bad. Then when we arrived (about 3 hours delayed) I had to go on a rampage to find Roland's oversized baggage, i.e. his bike. This took forever. We boarded our bus and began the two hour drive to Chania, reaching our final destination, Akali Hotel. Thank god. It was already the morn, so our morning training got moved one hour forwards. This way, we'd have training from 10-11 instead of 9-11. Unfortunately, Coach didn't really plan the training well, because we ended up having done not even half the training at 11 o'clock. That's when my mother had to step in to discuss with the teams' coach who was supposed to be training 11-13. In the end it all worked out of course; but it was all drama we didn't need.
Fast forward: Train, eat, sleep, PC, sleep, eat, read, train, eat, read, sleep etc. To now.
I'm sitting on my bed, Evelyne's on the floor in the hall outside because she can't stand the one bar of wireless connection we have in our room. But for me, since i'm just writing blogs, why would 'slow' connection bother me?
I have insomnia again. It bothers me more than it did before because now i actually need my sleep to function during the next training. But what can you do, right? I keep having dreams about what was, so to convey that to you all, i felt like adding the following picture.

i love floating out the window; i love floating out the back door.

camp left: 11 days
until championships: about 15 days
until total vacation: 19 days

The Last Days of Sophomore Year

So school has now officially ended. Wednesday was the last day. But Friday and Tuesday were a joke. Monday we had sport's day, which i guess was alright. I got pretty sunburnt on my face and very cold when we finally got to the pool. Thank god though, that this year, red didn't win =] That was a plus for everyone, except of course, for Red. Yellow were the siegers this year.
Tuesday had originally been planned to be the make-up day for sport's day, incase Monday was too rainy to go as planned, but Monday was fine, i.e. we did absolutely nothing but sit in school and watch movies for 8 hours. Which brings me to the point i must absolutely mention, it bothered me so much: Bousquet was our period 2 sub in german class (Boyd was period 1 sub). We had started watching the Shining with Jack Nicholson, and we had all gotten into it etc..when Bousquet came in, and not only ordered us to switch it, but refered to it as RUBBISH. She can have her own opinion and whatnot, but calling a classic like the Shining rubbish is unacceptable.
Now that i've finished venting, i think i'll go play xbox. Or to town and shop.
Bis den, suckers.

First Weekend of June

SOO, the end of the previous week was amazing. and with amazing, i mean hectic but totally worth it. you see, on thursday, i went to the hollywood undead and alesana concert in abart, zurich with juju, my ever-loving kolleg.
hours of sleep that night= 4.5
friday, it was hannah's to-midnight party, or pre-party if you must, which we completely enjoyed and then followed on with a countdown starting from 30 (which was quite confusing i must say) for her birthday! at 24:01 on saturday, we partied like it was 2009 and had a sick time. (field not included ><) a few people left, a few came, then we started settling down...it took a long time
hours of sleep that night= 4
SO THEN saturday early morning came around, i.e. 9 am and we all left. i dropped off some peeps and then continued on home, to do...what exactly? i can't remember... i blame the night before. saturday night creeped along, and i left for hannah's birthday dinner at pjs, where more ethanol was consumed, and more smoke was inhaled (smokers area, yknow)....then it was time for jessie and sophie's double 18th! it was soo great; those free drink tickets didn't help though, but it was such a ball! i just had to leave early, there was no way i would survive the night on 9 hours sleep out of 48. i changed into my rainbows (haha!) and went home...
hours of sleep that night= 9 yaaayyyy!!!!
but then i woke up and OH NO! i had swimming competition. story of my life.
so i attended the meet, groggy and all. i didn't do too bad. i expected whatever my results were...sooo monday came way too fast. i went to school, feeling like shit BECAUSE whenever i get particularly drunk, and then the next morning i have sports, my hang over waits until the following day after my sports. so monday was a hang-over-full day....and (wait for this) I GOT FEVER!! what d'y' know..i'm not super woman after all. which is truly ironic because i was wearing a superman tshirt today in school. haha

true story of my life. tsk.
ps. one word= tryg littlefield (okay, two)

Baby, it's fact.

Baby, it's fact Our love is true The way black is black And blue is just blue My love is true It's a matter of fact Oh, and you love me too It's as simple as that Baby, our love is true

Things i'm thinking about:

a) Metro Station

b) White Trash Charms

c) Failblog.com

d) Old yearbooks

e) Math exam outcome

f) Joke: English exam

g) Amilee Bishop.

Cecilia Mihaljek: "This is too revealing!" (2nd June 2009, 15:37)

home at last

So, i'm back from the del Castello meeting in Bellinzona (Friday through Sunday), with a foot that needs to be operated on, and hurting head and a terrible (but brewed) fight with my dad. This won't be a long post as i desperately have to study for math - exam tomorrow.
Hannah and Ella will be here at 2-ish and we'll form a cool little study group!
In the meantime, i have to get some work done myself, now that i'm all cried out and full-up. Songs to listen to:
I Miss You- Blink 182
Lovers In Japan / Reign Of Love - Coldplay
Heart of Glass - Blondie

And a picture of good times to make us all feel better about it being a tuesday tomorrow

Pet Shop Boys

So i was driving home from school today, when my radio picked up a pretty snazzy song. I looked at the screen, and what did i see? PET SHOP BOYS?

Didn't they form in like, early 1980's? How old does that make them?? Anyways, after i had gotten rid of my dumbfoundedness i actually really began to appreciate the song, and appreciate them for having been around for so long and still sounding good. And i like their song I'm with stupid - 2006, i think? - supposedly having some negative connotations about our oh-so-mighty ex-president BUSH and Tony Blair? (Being an international student, i actually know who that is) I guess i like any song that goes against that terrible american mistake, that (oh NO!) repeated itself in 2004, after having started a war so terrible and unnecessary, that it probably burned the history books after it was imprinted in them.

On a lighter note: me liking the PSB, does not mean that i approve of other bands - who should have long ago been buried in the ground (not metaphorically) - continuing to escapade around the world, doing "tours" and calling themselves "comebacks". Oldies should stay buried in:
a) the ground
b) our iPods, under 'not recently listened to'
c) the grandmother's super old boombox from the god-knows-when's.

One thing i cannot stand, other than racism, homophobia or two-faced backstabbing ho-bags
are bands that don't know when to STOP!
*ahem rolling stones ahem*

Wow. who knew my thoughts on the Pet Shop Boys would lead to a whole rampage about politics. (and my hate for them grandpas... ARGH)

ok. i have to go relax now. Have a great day y'all.

ps. here's the song that almost made me have an accident in the car.

Exams => the only explanation for why i look the way i do.

Well, this is the first podcast i've ever posted. I've made loads...but not really publishable-material haha...

As the title of the video might reveal, i am tired, not as tired as the podcast makes me look...but still pretty damn tired. so that is the explanation to my apathy.

hope you guys don't completely hate my first ever podcast.

-i

Strawberry Pickers

Who knew sitting in Babbage Computer Lab after the german exam would be so fun?
Well, only if you have your balkan sister in crime sitting next to you ;)
Otherwise Babbage can be quite a bore. Don't even get me started...

just thought i'd throw in a tad of memorabilia of the past =]
GURKE IT'S BEEN GREAT.

German proved to be a success - i hope.
Writing about Kafka in his mothertongue is a great honor. Ha, no not really.

Note: Napoleon Says by Phoenix is also a song worth listening to...especially if you're just sitting in a pretty cold room filled with transvestite-eating computers. and balkans.

I guess i don't really have much to say today. I'm going to try to upload a podcast or something tonight. Hopefully itll work :/ Me and uploadings don't have much of a "peaceful" relationships...

I think whoevers reading this should go take a look at: The Chaotic World of Cecilia

you won't regret it =]

For The Best Friend That Never Fails.

I know she's reading this and i know i said i would call
and i know that i should have sent something by now
and i know im a horrible person
and i hope to god she forgives me and loves me til eternity
because that person right there is everything i've ever wanted
and everything i'll ever get because i won't ask for anything else
since i already have her.

Jag elsker dig <3

The First Drop.

Today: was supposed to be an great day, weather-wise. Otherwise, we have exams in school, so there's no greatness there. But yeah, the weather did disappoint the Baslers today. And the poor ISB-ers, who had to catch the tram in the rain...and SOME stupid students (like me) had come to school in nothing more than a tanktop. Hence, they got soaked on the way home. However, Drewmore was kind enough to give me his jacket, which i WILL return tomorrow, no matter what anyone says.
It's kind of interesting how blogs turn out to be...secrets and whatnot just poured out onto luminous cyber-screens. I didn't know how this was going to turn out; it being my first blog and all...but i think i've come to a conclusion. Based on this short inlook on my day today, i think it will work out fine....i love it =]

see you all tomorrow. If anyone's reading this. feels good to pour though.

ps. when you're feeling down, due to the weather, due to some english boy breaking your heart and it never mending or if there just isn't anyone online to talk to, listen to this song:




it never ceases to make me smile :)