8.8.10
Bollocks
Guys are gay. You are gay. This room is gay. This table is gay. What you're saying is gay. This bedsheet is gay. My grandma is gay. This situation is gay. Feelings are gay. The whole wide world is turning gay!!!!!
6.8.10
Amour maternel
Today I got the nicest surprise in the post. My mum posted me a parcel. I quickly got very excited about what was inside but the outside was already enough to make me happy. It was wrapped into a baby pink paper with handwriten sweet words on it. And I found inside:
- A silver keyring with stone beads
- A colourfulmetal bracelet made out of crushed cans or something... crafty mummy!
- A necklace made out of big wooden beads. Not sure I'll ever wear it unless African fashion comes back!
- A BIG ring with a turquoise stone
- Pyrennees soap for my fragile skin
- Some very unexpected money
- A collage with a big red heart on it
- And finally the sweetest and most loving letter of them all.
(just you watch after the first 50 seconds..)
Tu perdras ta saveur comme mon Bubblegum
Aimer toujours le meme homme
C'est des histoires a la gomme
L'amour mon vieux c'est tout comme
Du bubble bubble gum
Tu bailles et tu t'étires comme
Tu éclates de rire comme
Tu es rose pale comme
Mon bubble bubble gum
Entre mes bras tu étais comme
Tu étais tendre et sucré comme
Tu as perdu ta saveur comme
Mon bubble bubble gum
Si je pouvais t'balancer comme
Mais tu me colles aux semelles comme
Allez va reviens welcome
Mon bubble bubble gum
C'est des histoires a la gomme
L'amour mon vieux c'est tout comme
Du bubble bubble gum
Tu bailles et tu t'étires comme
Tu éclates de rire comme
Tu es rose pale comme
Mon bubble bubble gum
Entre mes bras tu étais comme
Tu étais tendre et sucré comme
Tu as perdu ta saveur comme
Mon bubble bubble gum
Si je pouvais t'balancer comme
Mais tu me colles aux semelles comme
Allez va reviens welcome
Mon bubble bubble gum
1.8.10
Yesterday was good. Very good indeed.
At around one Marte and I made our way to the Farmers' Market, had a stroll through all the annoying Italian tourists and then, when the time had come, we headed to Jimmy Chung's were we met Mario for lunch. I must say I wasn't so impressed by the food & the place in general, but then again, I didn't really care at the time. We then walked along Tollcross and stopped by Ali's Cave where Mario had a 5 minutes long love-story with some HUGE granny knickers. We tried on some shoes on sale. Going deeper into Tollcross, the Cameo's poster sale caught my eye, so went in and had some fun looking through everything.
We did not stop by the Cuckoo's, even though it was right there. We just took a right instead and continued our journey down to Polwarth to pick up some concert tickets and check out the Santangeli boys.
By then we had already spent a surprisingly unexpected amount of time together. Why stop?
Foutainpark was our next stop on this amazing journey. We bought ticket for Toy Story 3, put on our cool glasses, watched, laughed, didn't cry, got out of the screen, pause pipi, sat down, spotted Gainsbourg profile people, screen 13!, sneaked in, admired the beautiful seats, got comfortable and watched without a hint of guilt the awesome new movie that is Gainsgourg. Amazing!
Maybe we got enough of each other, maybe the right moment came, but we parted ways feeling good about this nonesense day.
At around one Marte and I made our way to the Farmers' Market, had a stroll through all the annoying Italian tourists and then, when the time had come, we headed to Jimmy Chung's were we met Mario for lunch. I must say I wasn't so impressed by the food & the place in general, but then again, I didn't really care at the time. We then walked along Tollcross and stopped by Ali's Cave where Mario had a 5 minutes long love-story with some HUGE granny knickers. We tried on some shoes on sale. Going deeper into Tollcross, the Cameo's poster sale caught my eye, so went in and had some fun looking through everything.
We did not stop by the Cuckoo's, even though it was right there. We just took a right instead and continued our journey down to Polwarth to pick up some concert tickets and check out the Santangeli boys.
By then we had already spent a surprisingly unexpected amount of time together. Why stop?
Foutainpark was our next stop on this amazing journey. We bought ticket for Toy Story 3, put on our cool glasses, watched, laughed, didn't cry, got out of the screen, pause pipi, sat down, spotted Gainsbourg profile people, screen 13!, sneaked in, admired the beautiful seats, got comfortable and watched without a hint of guilt the awesome new movie that is Gainsgourg. Amazing!
Maybe we got enough of each other, maybe the right moment came, but we parted ways feeling good about this nonesense day.
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