Strangely this year I think I got my groove back, my Christmas spirit is finally back ^_^. The past few years I was like the Grinch, just wanted to get the whole thing over with. But this year I am all jolly, I want to listen to Christmas carols. I can't wait to go home and decorate the tree and help my grandmother prepare dinner and take out my little cousin for a walk while it will be snowing hopefully.
Whenever I travel by tube in London and I use the escalators I always think of that Tom and Jerry episode, Heavenly Puss, when Tom goes to Heaven. He climbs the golden stairway of Heaven to the golden gates of the Heavenly Express. Unfortunately for Tom, the gatekeeper refuses the entry because he has persecuted Jerry all his life. However, if he can get a signature stating Jerry's forgiveness within an hour, a reprieve will be granted and he will be allowed through, otherwise he will be condemned to Hell, where Spike the Bulldog personified as the devil with a pitchfork awaits.
The grumpy me had a good night sleep and is just fine now. It's such a nice sunny day again, I think I'll go to the park and read or maybe I'll just go out to the backyard and have a nice morning cocktail and relax or I can go Camden and hang out. So many options =]
There are so many perfumes, it is almost impossible to choose the fragrance which suits me the best. Every perfume I have reminds me of boys, parties, places, walks, special days... I always keep a bit in the bottom of every perfume bottle so that when I smell it I can go back in time and relive those moments when I was wearing that certain perfume. I wear Chanel now, Madmoiselle, it has been my favourite fragrance for more than a year now. I didn't even use my other perfumes, only the Chanel, but I have to get a new one. I have to choose between a totally new one or one I had before. Tough choice, but still I think I would like to get the Pure Poison fom Dior, again... reminds me of a great summer at the seaside two years ago, it would give me daydreaming material for the rainy London days...
Since I graduated college the weekdays are not quite like the weekends anymore, so my weekends became something sacred for me. I live for the weekends and for parties, they keep me alive. Can't wait to go out tonight, the Lock again, with the cute bartenders *drool*, white wine, indie and electro... This is everything I need at the moment ^_^
I fuckin' hate household chemicals, they give me a headache and they make me nauseous. I hate to use them, I am convinced that they are incredibly bad for my health. It's unbelievable how much of them they use here in the UK. There are hundreds of chemicals for everything. And they just say, oh these are just everyday household chemicals, it's not like you have to inhale them or get your skin into contact with them, but that is just not true. You inhale them anyway and it gets in contact with your skin even if you wear rubber gloves, because that fucked up vapor or mist they make gets in the air and it touches your skin. God, I hate them >_<. 
I always loved tattoos. I got my first one when I was 14 of 15, I'm not sure. It is like an addiction, once you get started, you want more and more of them. I already have like five, but I really would like to get some more.
A brand new Andy Warhol exhibition is on show at the Hayward Gallery this winter, entitled Andy Warhol: Other Voices, Other Rooms. Looking at the works of this major 20th century artist from a new and fresh perspective, the Andy Warhol exhibition at the Southbank Centre is sure to be a big draw to fans of his art.
Yay ^_^. We're going to see that this weekend. Looking forward to it.
say. The killing parts might be similar to those from Texas Chainsaw Massacre, Lake Dead, The Hills Have Eyes, Wrong Turn, Hostel and so on, however I really enjoyed it. It was one of the most beautiful love stories ever, until the strange ending... The whole story gives you a very romanticised, indie, goth-ish, glam death, porn kind of feeling, all in one. I won't spoil it for those of you who would like to watch it.
