Life in Technicolor

it's been a long day

Thu, 17 Dec 2009 00:27:59 +0100

great

Tue, 15 Dec 2009 20:58:23 +0100

Someone texted me by chance ‘reminding’ me that tomorrow is our class graduation photograph thingy. And here I am, in bed with a fever. Talk about good timing.

Re: Dexter

Tue, 15 Dec 2009 12:44:08 +0100

ronniebruce:

?!@>#TGMHRG?!! WHAT?!

Sore throat :(

Tue, 15 Dec 2009 12:40:15 +0100

Wandering Off (via Ana FC)

Mon, 14 Dec 2009 22:25:06 +0100

Wandering Off (via Ana FC)

Shoe (via Ana FC)

Mon, 14 Dec 2009 17:22:18 +0100

Shoe (via Ana FC)

Nothing better than coming home to a ridiculously hot shower

Mon, 14 Dec 2009 12:21:00 +0100

… To suppress the cold weather. Of course, the so-called cold snap here actually means it’s 8ºC outside, sunny, and everybody else freaking out about that.

The Cardigans - Live and Learn Well you get what you giveAnd...

Mon, 14 Dec 2009 12:00:00 +0100

The Cardigans - Live and Learn

Well you get what you give
And hell yes I lived
But if you live as you learn
I don’t think I’d be learned

ephe: buddy didn’t like the snow a lot….hahah Aw, bless.

Mon, 14 Dec 2009 11:21:20 +0100

ephe:

buddy didn’t like the snow a lot….hahah

Aw, bless.

Photo

Mon, 14 Dec 2009 11:18:54 +0100

2009 Photos of the Year - LIFE

Mon, 14 Dec 2009 11:00:00 +0100

2009 Photos of the Year - LIFE

wdydwyd? weekly blog why do you do what you do?

Mon, 14 Dec 2009 01:24:57 +0100

wdydwyd? weekly blog

why do you do what you do?

Photo

Mon, 14 Dec 2009 00:55:20 +0100

Look Right (via Ana FC)

Mon, 14 Dec 2009 00:48:51 +0100

Look Right (via Ana FC)

And finally asleep (via Ana FC) Going through my own [already...

Mon, 14 Dec 2009 00:47:14 +0100

And finally asleep (via Ana FC)

Going through my own [already forgotten] Flickr…

The Lone Swan (via Ana FC)

Mon, 14 Dec 2009 00:41:36 +0100

The Lone Swan (via Ana FC)

tylerknott: “Older Chests” by Damien Rice

Sun, 13 Dec 2009 20:33:34 +0100

tylerknott:

“Older Chests” by Damien Rice

serious facepalm. courtesy of unfriendly hormones.

Sat, 12 Dec 2009 16:52:48 +0100

serious facepalm.

courtesy of unfriendly hormones.

"Sometimes fate is like a small sandstorm that keeps changing directions. You change direction but..."

Sat, 12 Dec 2009 13:34:36 +0100

“Sometimes fate is like a small sandstorm that keeps changing directions. You change direction but the sandstorm chases you. You turn again, but the storm adjusts. Over and over you play this out, like some ominous dance with death just before dawn. Why? Because this storm isn’t something that blew in from far away, something that has nothing to do with you. This storm is you. Something inside of you. So all you can do is give in to it, step right inside the storm, closing your eyes and plugging up your ears so the sand doesn’t get in, and walk through it, step by step. There’s no sun there, no moon, no direction, no sense of time. Just fine white sand swirling up into the sky like pulverized bones. That’s the kind of sandstorm you need to imagine.

(…) And once the storm is over you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, in fact, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.”

- Haruki Murakami (Kafka on the Shore)

Finished reading it three days ago and hoping on to the next!

the only thing I hate about winter are my chapped lips 24/7.

Sat, 12 Dec 2009 13:20:50 +0100

ephe:

always the same shit, dammit.

same. and I can’t help but biting them. =/