Oi, I don’t know what to write. So I went round the internet today and searched for some fashion-y things. Came up with a few things from style.com and some things I NEED to buy. H&M, I’ll pay you a visit as soon as the Christmas sales start!! O_O

It’s not a super-special dress, but I am in love. I need to get a dress in that shape, It has a great v-neck IMO, and a good length! Right now I would need some tights, but as soon as spring is here – HOLLA here’s my new dress (Please, is there one like this dress with pockets? That would be even more wicked) The belt thingy is just great with it, of course.

So: Checklist:

Get that dress for like 300$ Go to H&M and find a similar one+ get a new belt, preferably a suede one.

Alsooo…as you know, tomorrow is CHRISTMAS
(we celebrate on the 24th). Yayy I am really excited!

MERRY CHRISTMAS TO YOU ALL!!

Ohh today my sister’s (she’s 15) kind-of boyfriend made an appearance at our house, bringing her a gift. Nobody knew anything about him except for me. Boy, was she embarassed. Now she’s locked in her room. Lol.

P.S.: BABYSHAMBLES – in Vienna on January 27th and Munich sometime in February I think (was rescheduled). Oi, Peter, Drew (how hot are these two?!) Adam and Mick, here I come OI OI OI lol

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My cat is dead… but, I am coping with it, to be honest. She’s better now, I know it! The first Christmas without a cat/any pet in the house makes me feel sad, but that’s the way it is…

Our house is decorated Christmas-y with a lot of wooden figures and a fire in the chimney, biscuits and cinnamon-coated nuts and punch. I actually love Christmas, it makes me feel merry and enlightened! Apart from going to London in February to see my Brazilian friend Rebeca, (my mom won’t let me go up to now, but we’ll see… ) these are my christmas wishes so far:

Factory Girl – DVD. I like the 60s and 70s and I want to see this film so badly!!

 http://www.amazon.com/Factory-Girl-Unrated-Colleen-Camp/dp/B000QGDXG6/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1?ie=UTF8&s=dvd&qid=1197229562&sr=8-1
 
 

Monkey Nail Dryer! I found this on Urban Outfitters, and it’s just 5 Pounds and looks cute. Haha, would fit into my odd room!

http://www.urbanoutfitters.co.uk/invt/5552405250011&bklist=

The Importance of Being Ernest – Oscar Wilde. I just love Oscar Wilde, I have read most of his books, but not this one.

http://www.amazon.com/Importance-Being-Earnest-Oscar-Wilde/dp/158049580X/ref=sr_1_11?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1197229742&sr=8-11

Nylon Street – a book about Street Fashion from around the globe, from the fashion editors of Nylon Magazine. Could be worth the money I guess.

http://www.urbanoutfitters.co.uk/invt/5620415481250&bklist=

Nikon Coolpix s9 (or the S50c or S51) – I love the design of this little digicam. However, my friend says her pics are always blurried… mmh

http://www.amazon.de/Nikon-Coolpix-S9-Digitalkamera-Megapixel/dp/B000IFRWZ8/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&s=ce-de&qid=1197230165&sr=1-1

SO, I told you my wishes (I will change my mind in a few seconds, though!), what are yours?

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Friday was my school’s ball. It was lovely!! I looooved it! Everyone was dressed up and groomed and neat and pretty lol! Well, I didn’t take an photos. BUT: Thanks to my trusted event photographers, they took a loooooot of photos, here are only some to be shown. By the way: The location was so pretty, our annual proms are there, it is very ancient-looking indeed! Very pretty decorated, with embroidered tables, walls, stairs, etc. Anyone of you who has never been to such a ball before, won’t know what it is like! It’s magic like in Disney Land. With Waltzing, Cha-Cha-Cha-ing, Rumba, Jive, etc etc (we are indeed all sent to dance schools between the ages of 16 and 17, to our parents’ request; so we know all standard dances).

The interior. Not too much to be seen on these tiny photos, sorry. But it has beautiful moulding (stucco)!!

We are a great Viennese society, aren’t we? Haha lol 
from left: Julie, Jasmin, me (URGH what a face!!!), Sophie, Verena, Kathi (in the background), Marie! Gosh what did they do with that photo? Julie and mine faces look super small lol  

Haha I HAD the shortest dress and the highest heels (around 9cm) thus I probably looked the most attention-whoring haha!! I knew it! So …this is the reason why I am one of the tallest in the pic. I like Jasmin’s outfit. She looks like some druggie with red lipstick and a great pair of braces (=suspenders for all american guys), which is never a bad combination! (I truly am honest and I like it)

Ohh I rather fancied this guy. WE NEED MORE GUYS WITH HATS! I LOOOOVE THEM!

(face hidden for his own safety – from ME!!! )

We stayed at the actual ball for around 5-6 hours starting from around 20 o’clock until 2 am when the ball ended and the afterball-party was there for us!! So we had a lot of fun, I have to admit, drinking champagne and sparkling wine and sparkling wine with strawberry juice and sparkling wine with orange juice and vodka with strawberry juice. And wodka. And some Tequila and Rum, maybe. BUUUUT the afterball-party. WHHEEW it was looovely!!

SUCH A STRANGE TEACHER (leeeeft!), Stefanie, me, Lisa. (+ the beer!)

That teacher again (she makes her own pullovers, and I guess ball gowns too!)

So it was in another part of the town and we considered taking a taxi, but since we were already a little tipsy we felt it would be fun going there on our heels. It was NOT. I took them off once I was outside, wearing my Mary-Jane ballet flats instead. At the beginning it was boring on that location, but then a guy from my school which I had barely ever talked to gave me a beer as a gift. And it was fucking expensive for a beer (well, alomst anything is overpriced here anway). It was a Heineken (they always sell epensive brands, these bastards!). It was a fucking 3,60€ which is around 4,50$ for a LITTLE bottle. Excuse me, for a 0,5l one, OKAY! But for a 0,25l!! What a fucking joke!! Lovely to get it for free anyway
So we then proceeded to dance, do the limbo, macarena, bolognese (shown in the photos above), dancing on tables, watching the drunk teachers, playing dart, playing table soccer in the corner, being drunk, getting drunk, smoking and joking until………..5:30 am. It was hilarious, by the time I took the tram and bus home (It was the first bus to my suburb part of the town in the morning, and maybe the 6th tram of the morning, which is kind of SAD ) me and Lisa (who lives in my part of town too) alternately fell asleep. We were SO tired…!! Well.. Anyway…

I had a great day, but now it’s Monday and I need to get my ass up and learn French for Wednesday because I haven’t really learnt anything really. Mmh.. Take care! Oh, I forgot to say: It was FREEZING cold. Minus grades (celsius). ENOUGHSAID.

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I’ve just returned from school and to my excitement we are heaving the very FIRST SNOW of this winter!!
It’s storming like crazy and it is hailing but if I look outside it looks like snow.. Ooohh I’m enchanted!!

(look outside the balcony)

Going to see ‘Sicko’ with my English class on Thursday. I have a Maths exam next Tuesday and a Science revision tomorrw plus our annual School Prom!! Aww I’m excited!!

Thanks for the comments!!

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Right now I am sitting at home, as I have just returned from going out. I can not even say I am sad, or whatever feeling comes close, but I can say that I am surely mad at some people that have been born into this world; and in my opinion don’t really make the world any better, but worse.

I am talking about a friend, a friend, who we from now on will just call P.
He goes to my class ever since 9th grade. To be honest, in 9th grade I actually did like him, he was fun, nice, but I have to admit he was mean to other people at that time too, but not so much as he is now.
Now, 2 years later and we are in 11th grade. He still has the girlfriend he has had for almost 2 years, let’s call her M.
She is perfectly okay, as long as she is alone.

Now to the story: P and M tend to talk badly about other people, inventing gossip about them and openly talking badly about someone when that person is around. While M is very much on her own now, since she doesn’t really have any girlfriends anymore but hangs around with P all the time, you could say that she might just do it because she is mad that we are all having friends; and because she is bored.
P however is quite well-known, he’s the sort of funny guy who just does shite all day long and if you’re not one of the people willing to be like him or talk bad about others too, have a different music or fashion taste, you’re out of it. You’re not in the P circle.

I can say, that I am definately not. Problem, a few of my friends simply can’t decide. They are torn between P and the rest. And it makes me sad; it actually hurts very much to see them like somebody just because they’re well-known for talking to strangers, being oh-so-hot (ummm nooooo!!!!!!! he actually said he thinks every girl in my class would love to have him and M should be watching him! What a boyfriend is that?? (more to come!)) and outdoing everyone who has a special skill by saying ‘That’s stupid.’ , ‘I don’t like it’……. blah blah blah just  to make himself feel better.

Well… I listen to music most people would hate because it’s by some ‘junkie’ (I’m talking about the ‘Shambles which I adore to bits) and I definately dress the way I want to. You see, two years ago, I bought my first pair of skinny jeans when they were very ‘trendy’. I thought I could just buy them and wear them and that’s it. WOWWW my jeans are not bootcut!! What a crime!! Everyone was like ‘Oh wow, I want some of those too!!’ – but P was talking shite about me. So our relationship became worse and worse. But suddenly, his girlfriend was wearing them too. I’m not talking about the fact I was the first what-so-ever, but he just pisses me off!! If his girlfriend/friends/oh-so perfect world are not the way he wants it/them to be, he turns crazy and tries to form everyone/-thing the way he wishes it was.
For example, he once told his girlfriend she was fat. He was honest about that and told her to lose some kgs. She actually did, though she is not the ’stick’ that I am.

See, I am naturally skinny, I have always been skinnier than everyone else and actually, I even prefer to be skinnier than M!! Still, my looks make me feel insecure when people talk about them. I am skinny, I still like to wear skinny, tight jeans and am often referred to as ‘getting skinnier and skinnier and losing kg by kg’.
I am asking myself this question over and over again: WHY DO SOME PEOPLE NOT ACCEPT YOU THE WAY YOU ARE??

It’s me, myself, my body I live in, as long as they (P&M) leave me alone, I am perfectly happy, but when they say something they make me feel like a very low person. I try not to listen to them or just tell them ‘Why do you say that? It’s my body. It’s not fucking yours.’
See, it’s not like I am the only person who gets judged. Almost everyone does, but he liked to nag me, maybe he isn’t always serious about it all, but BLOODY HELL, it’s not his shite. He should deal with himself, grow up and stop laughing when someone says ‘penis’, ‘mumu’ (=vagina), ‘Adi’ (refers to Hitler) or anything else that is so-no-to-be-laughed-at.

HECK that guy is 17!! He’s a lot older than most guys of my class, however he pretends to be some sort of primitive human species. Happily, a few people have now stopped laughing about his comments; still I am very very VERY mad at P.

I just can’t believe how you could ever hurt someone else just to make yourself feel better, even though he is the one who copies everything and everyone, and therefore does the same ’strange’ habits, wears the same ‘fugly’ clothes and what-so-ever. As soon as he has it, it’s very COOL!
Gosh, I bought a leather jacket because I’m into the indie/60’s style and first he said ‘You bought a LEATHER JACKET??????!!! Ummm…. ew…….!!! By the way your jacket’s got a mumu at the back (a fold so you can stretch your arms, but whatever)!!!!! HAAAHAAA’.
Two weeks later, he got one himself. The same with a few ten more things from other people, but I am honestly too tired to write them down. I really really just hope (even if it’s mean, but they are far more mean to anyone I’ve ever met, they’ve said really really irritating stuff, about people’s noses, scars, etc) they will break up; and I hope they can return to being the way they were two years ago. Both were liked but nonoe of them tried to stand out from the crowd. Even though I believe especially M will lose everything. She’s got no remaining friends. P? Well, P is P. He’ll get through it just the way he does now.

P: ‘Woaaah that chick’s hot!! I really think she’s hot!!! If I wasn’t with you, then…’
M: ‘P!!!! HELLO??!!’

That happens around 4x a day. Well, it’s their life, as I said. I’m not going to tell him saying that to M. So he should as well stop making rude, pathtic remarks about other people’s life.

I just want them to leave us normal people alone. I might sound bitter, and maybe I am. But in all these words, there is at least a splash of truth.

Good Night.

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