Annes Canada

Don't Forget Me

2009-07-29T02:28:00.000-07:00

I'm the rainbow in your jail cell
All the memories of everything you've ever smelled
Not alone, I'll be there
Tell me when you want to go Red Hot Chili Peppers

My exchange year in Canada is done. Over. Finito. In the spirit of this, I've decided to return to my old blog, which I've spiced up quite a bit for the occasion.
Thank you for following my blog through this awsome year, and I hope you'll want to take a peak at all the stuff that will now go down back in the homecountry of Denmark, and in the city of Copenhagen, when I move there for studying in August.
Find me at www.diamondsandahippo.blogspot.com

xx

Sugar Baby Love

2009-07-10T10:55:00.000-07:00

Sugar baby love

I didn't mean to make you blue

Sugar baby love

I didn't mean to hurt you The Rubettes

At Copenhagen Airport my second piece of luggage never showed up, so I had to wait about 200 years to fill out papers and talk about all the stuff I couldn't remember in my suitcase. When I came out my aunt and BFF Malene was there, with flags and a high level of excitement. It was pretty stella. My aunt said byebye, and then Malene and I went to the main train station, where we were met by my Peter and my sister! She drove us home to the Bronx. At home I was met by my dad, sister, Irish grandfather Ted, his wife Ruth, and my mother (the green woman doing a I'm-Actually-Really-Strong pose on the wooden recliner). Then, from behind a wall, a bunch of girls jumped out and yelled SURPRISE!

Lovely girls drinking a little cider and beer in my backyard, sweet backyard.

Paper Planes

2009-07-10T10:21:00.000-07:00

I fly like paper, get high like planes
If you catch me at the border I got visas in my name
If you come around here, I make 'em all day
I get one down in a second if you wait M.I.A.

So I left from Regina to fly East at six in the morning. I almost missed my flight entirely because of Stupid Security Man but fortunately, I made it to Edmonton just in time for my next plane to Toronto (yes, back West again, across Saskatchewan. Makes a lot of sense).

In Toronto I ended up only having a couple of hours because of, ehm, lets call them technical difficulties. There was so many people in the airport that I knew! All these beautiful Japanese girls I'd met in Toronto were busy catching their flights back to Asia, and a lot of German students were going to Hamburg or, like me, to Frankfurt. As I was talking to my Czech friend Bára (we went to Mexico together in January) I suddenly heard this very loud, very distinct German accent shouting out my name behind me. I turned around, and there was André! We were both very tired, sad, but also excited about seeing each other and being, theoretically, halfway home to Europe. We picked up some Tim's and André almost missed his plane.

The plane was over booked and my boarding pas was giving me grief, so the Lovely Woman At The Gate With Awsome Nails upgraded me to Business Class, along with this German beauty featured below. I couldn't really eat any of the fantastic food and I didn't really sleep much, but I got a back massage for almost seven hours and I got to watch Bride Wars (the ending sucked), He's Just Not That Into You (what a crappy movie. I love SATC but the story line and over-all point here was just brutal), and a whole lot of 30 Rock and Extras (the one with Daniel Radcliffe almost made me cry, it's so brilliant).

Love

2009-07-09T16:29:00.000-07:00

Nothing you can make that can't be made

No one you can save that can't be saved

Nothing you can do,

but you can learn how to be you in time

It's easy

All you need is love The Beatles

The last goodbyes were the hardest ones. We stayed up all night, people went home around three and then Kim and Lindsay came to the airport with Renée and my hosties. Saying goodbye to my friends was nothing compared to saying goodbye to Obama and Gandalf. I'm going to miss that basement.

Breakfast On Pluto

2009-07-09T16:07:00.000-07:00

If you can't fly high

No need to feel low

The world is a merri-go-round

Look at the sky, and up there you'll go

Peacefully floating along Don Partridge

My last full day in Canada was ironically the 1st of July - Canada Day. We went to the Yorkton Fair and Jeremy and I got matching henna tatoos. Unfortunately for Jeremy, his tatoo got smudged when he got jumped by some drunk fuck on the way back to his car, as we all headed back to Sherry's car to drive back to the house.

The Kids Don't Stand A Chance

2009-07-09T15:33:00.000-07:00

A devastating backstroke

All the way from France

With shiny, shiny cufflinks

A shirtsleeve to enhance Vampire Weekend

On my last day, Renée and I went to Chrystal Lake to walk and talk and (as it turned out) watch Sweeney Todd in her grandparents' basement in their mansion of a cabin. We wore matching Sacred Heart uniforms and lolled around the roads, getting complements from old jogging women couples and men walking their dogs (they probably all thought we were retarded and figured it would be politically appropriate to encourage our behaviour).

Out the Blue

2009-07-09T14:51:00.000-07:00

Out the blue you came to me,
And blew away life's misery,
Out the blue life's energy,
Out the blue you came to you John Lennon

Eden, Renée and I went to the park and played around, climbing trees and fighting with twigs. Eden's gone to Saskatoon now, to work on her website www.edenhearts.com and at Staples.

Dance Anthem of the 80s

2009-07-09T14:32:00.000-07:00

An addiction to hands and feet
There's a meat market down the street
The boys and girls watch each other eat
When they really just wanna watch each other sleep Regina Spektor

And then there was Grad. I bought a flowery dress and wore my high heels and danced all night. Then there was the grad party. I didn't take any pictures. It wasn't really necessary. A lot to drink, a load of good party music, and the best people to say goodbye to. It was sad, but kind of cool too. Oh, and I got a free orange tee from it (Regional Grad Party 2009)

The Dull Flame of Desire

2009-07-09T14:02:00.000-07:00

I love your eyes, my dear

Their splendid sparkling fire
When suddenly you raise them so

To cast a swift embracing glance

Like lightning flashing in the sky Björk

On my last weekend in Canada we decided to go camping. Reneé, Kim, Gage, Sherry, Landon and I borrowed Tyler's tent and set off to Madge Lake (which Reneé knew because she goes to Bible Camp there every summer.. effing cool kid). Kayla, Chelsea, Troy and Dieters came out to visit, swim and eat with us. We met these wicked funny guys from Swan and stuff (which is just out of town, and none of us could figure out why they all had accents). They did BMX tricks off a ramp out by the docks and then our boys challenged each other to skinny dipping.. And then the park raiders came. It was all really funny. On our way back it started raining and thundering madly. Very symbolic, I like to think.

Accidental Death

2009-06-06T09:25:00.000-07:00

He was hunting with his own father
for deer, he pointed and spotted her
and then tripped over some roots or some dead trees
The gun went off, It was a mistake
And my father was only eight
And as he watched the dying deer he was changed
Cause he felt sorry for what he'd done
And he put down his gun
Will you feel sorry for what you've done?
Will you put down your gun? Rilo Kiley

So I thought Meryl Streep and Patrick Swayze died. I heard a rumour and I believed it full-on, so I was completely crushed all day, humming Dirty Dancing tunes and feeling miserably. At the end of the day I went on google to find some news about the whole thing, maybe pictures for a memoir collage, but nothing was up! So I was like, I was tricked!! But I still love that Kiley song.

Happy Birthday Kayla!

~ Chelsey: You were the one who took my lip balm!
I was so p-o'ed about that! I went home and called my sister
and she was like "so what?" and I was like "but my lips hurt real bad!"

~ Kayla: I'm so bend, I'm so bend, if I bend anymore I break! Get bend!

~ Vicki: Look at Chelsey drunk!
~ Me: She's a gonner..
~ Chelsey: I'm not I'm not I'm not! (to the wall)

Vicki: Who are you talking to?

Chelsey: My new friend Wall!

This friday's dress up day made the grads pull out their

outfits for one final strut around the school. Jessica

had issues sitting anywhere all day, but at least she looked pretty.

Oh, and a while ago we helped Lori dye her hair. It was supposed

to be Light Brown with a hint of Auburn but it turned out RED.

We liked it, she didn't.

Flower

2009-06-03T09:46:00.001-07:00

bring sally up

and bring sally down

lift and squat

gotta tear the ground

old miss lucy's dead and gone

left me here to weep and moan

if you hate it fold your arms

if you love it clap your hands Moby

a spring walk in the park

Last night I went on the swings with Sherry and talked about life. It's a pretty big thing, life. Really, I'm for cereal, fo sho - there are so many things out there. Sometimes I just want to be little again, back when all I cared about was colouring and drawing and creating art. Once, I ran out of red marker and stuffed my fat little-Annie finger into a pencil sharpener, and scribbled blood all over the cream-coloured walls. I wish I was good at drawing and playing the guitar and singing like Regina Spektor and Annika Aakjaer.
We watched the sun go down from the hood of the cobbertoned Chevvy and found a dead raccoon. I guess it was just one of those nights. This morning I walked to school and picked a bouquet of marigolds for Emily.

30.

Angel

2009-06-03T09:43:00.001-07:00

You're my angel

Come and save me tonight

You're my angel

Come and make it all right Aerosmith

Have a super Sweet Seventeen, Nina! <3

Field of Marigolds

2009-06-02T10:14:00.000-07:00

Whether the weather was hot or cold
She laid herself by the marigolds
Waiting for nature to take its turn
For the sun to enlighten a mighty fern

She wondered about the air so clear
The air in her wondrous atmosphere
Waiting for nature to change her tone
The sun was enough to breathe alone from a poem by Anne Rold

Things on this busy mind of mine

Summer, summer, come oooon.
Yesterday a guy I know from school got hit in the
face during a fight with this other idiot. The guy
who was hit smashed his head on the pavement
and broke his jaw. Olivia and I checked his breathing,
made sure someone had called an ambulance,
and walked to the track field. It was still raining as

the three policecars pulled in and dragged witnesses

away. A mother arrived. It was pretty exciting business,

and the whole smoke pit society was first cheering,

then in panic, then running as far away as possible.

To be or not to be a vegetarian? This could become my summer '09 thing.

"The Elephant in the Room"

Drew and I do nothing in Creative Writing. It's now official.

But today he showed me this guy, Banksy, who does AMAZING

art stuff! www.banksy.co.uk.

Grad was last weekend! I don't know who these people are
but they sure look happy. Grad... then fourteen days of

school and a week of finals. Fun.

Fair's coming to Yorkton in July, yay!

Exams in a few weeks. So not ready! I'm taking math,
drama, and... english? maybe canadian history? It's
only about 150 years of facts, soo..

Exchange student reunion in Copenhagen at Marie Jo's
place in the fall. This is Copenhagen. This is where I'm moving
to in August!My cousin turned seventeen! Tillykke Martin! <3
My Nina and Malene's birthdays are coming up!

Under The Sea

2009-05-20T10:29:00.000-07:00

The seaweed is always greener

In somebody else's lake

You dream about going up there
But that is a big mistake

Just look at the world around you

Right here on the ocean floor

Such wonderful things surround you

What more is you lookin' for? from The Little Mermaid

Anne: Hello. This is Drew Loucks speaking. I am gay. As in very happy. Especially in the morning.

Drew: You're such a liar! I'm gonna sue you for plagiarism!

Anne: How do you spell that?

Drew: all you danish people are no talent ass clowns, signed canada

Anne: Uncalled for.

Drew: Anne is now a converted pastafarian. Nice leopard tights ;)

Anne: Catholicism is for baby midget losers. Pastafarianism is the flow.

Drew: You really just put all the worst pictures you could find of me up, didnt you?

Anne: Pretty much, yeah.

Drew: Tomorrow, put up nice pictures of me.

Anne: The ones of Drew with his hands down his pants?

Drew: Yeah. Just nice ones like that.

Lover

2009-05-14T14:10:00.000-07:00

And I-I,

I wanna fill your cup,

cup, cup, cup,

Fill it up,

fill it up to the

brim with love Devendra Banhart

An homage to snow;

dear snow,

you are my favourite white companion

you save me every time

today I was supposed to go running

and then you fell so fine

upon the Saskatchewan greens and fields

to no-one or nothing must you yield

instead you cover it all so nice

with you crystallized, powdery, beautiful ice.

As you might imagine, I was quite impressed with the weather today. Yesterday it was coming down as hard, hard rain (your breath smells like cardamom, and the words came just like a hard rain.. oh Shout Out Louds), yet today, after school (early dismissal! No bio! Whuppah!) it suddenly, sporadically, started snowing! I was meant to go to track at four (in half an hour) but on the announcements it said "unless it starts raining hard again, or unless it snows", so I guess I'm off the sweaty running hook for today. Hurray, hurray, silver lining!

Interesting things happening? Dillon won the elections and is the 2009/10 SRC President for Sacred. I heart elections! Fun speeches, free candy, random skits, nervous sweating, stuttering pleads, embarrasing desperation.. it's a ride. This week is spirit week and people have been dressing up with ugly tees, hockey jerseys (oh canada - we even had a special hockey analogy in one of the morning prayers, about how the ice is our future so lets get our skates on and go partake. Very original, I know), beach attire (yesterday - I salt-spritzed my hair), hardcore Sacred stuff (today) and tomorrow.. I think it is dress-up day like usual on fridays? I want to wear a top hat, but I don't own one. Oh, and I got my hair cut yesterday. It's shorter now, with weirdly long sidebangs. Need to trim them up a bit. Still quite pleased with the result, and not so grossed out by my disgusting split ends anymore, yay my hair.

Long weekend ahead of us! I have no idea what I'm doing. Rentals are out of town, and there are definately going to be some good parties in town, pit ones I've heard, so let's see if that's something to enjoy. Sherry went to Nova Scotia (or Vancouver?) to celebrate his sister's wedding, so I'm missing him already of course.

And 51 days to go. Scary! I had a convo about me going away today with Emily, and then this girl joined in;
Emily: just stay here, forever!
Girl: Anne, where are you from again?
Emily: You're kidding, right?
Girl: No seriously?
Me: You know where Yugoslavia is?
Girl: Hmm-hmm!
Me: Yeah, it's not a country anymore. I'm from Denmark.

Oh and Mom, please check your african email (:

Funny Like Strange

2009-05-10T08:48:00.000-07:00

She found me sealed in this jar

preserving and fermenting

the demons that dwell in the bar

where I said you'd be mine

Now alcohol will sum up the time

of our life Volcanoless in Canada

Drama Provincials are over. We got back from Regina yesterday, slightly bitter, but not really that let down - it seemed the winners of several of the (very prestigous) awards had been given at random. We didn't win any overall performance awards, except for best stage crew, and then we won a bunch of teccies - runner-up to best stage manager for Grace, make-up certificate for Amanda (she did my Freud-face and -hair), lights certificate for Mitch... and three acting awards for Luc, Brandi and I. Hells yes! I was very excited about it. It was a really good play, a really fun time, but I'm kind of relieved it's all over now... No more psycologically, no more literally, only literature. Uh, and Grace totally hooked the hot British guy from Your Mother's Butt. Just sayin'...

There were some people there who really really deserved to win the big ones though - like the 12-year old lead in A Thousand Cranes and the twin brothers in Inside Al. They didn't get the recognition they deserved, we all kept ranting on about that on the bus.. "We'll talk about it on the bus!" hahaa drama humour.

Anyways, we had about an hour and a half to go shopping in Regina - we went to that mall thingy, not the big mall, but just a mall. And I ran into my exchange student friends Gabbi and Gary! So random! I saw Gary and I was all like.. He looks foreign. I recognize him. Hmmmm... It's GARY! And I walked straight up to him, stared at him akwardly, and then he suddenly yelled out: ANNE! and it was a beautiful moment. We had fifteen minutes to catch up, get a couple of asian pics taken, then I had to bolt for the bus. Story of my life.

When we got back, Rey, Grace and I went to the coffeehouse. We didnt have enough money to buy the albums (made me feel like an ass) but we paid for a ticket and got nice cycle and sports ltd stamps on our hands - classy. At home I unpacked my bags, ate greek salad, put on an Obama shirt, watched hockey and went to bed with Rey's chocolate and the chamber of secrets. Today I have coffee, a peanutbutter and banana sandwich, and possibly track practice at four on my mind. Oh and happy mother's day. Ireland celebrates this day on the fourth day of lent. Shake you up a little?

54 days.. fml

Baby Can I Hold You

2009-05-03T18:03:00.000-07:00

Forgive me

Is all that you can't say
Years gone by and still

Words don't come easily

Like forgive me forgive me

But you can say baby

Baby, can I hold you tonight

Maybe if I told you the right words

At the right time

You'd be mine Tracy Chapman

Tillykke Mor!
Du er den sejeste kvinde jeg kender, min stoerste aspiration og inspiration .
Jeg elsker dig. Tillykke med de 45!
Stort knus og kram paa din foedselsdag,
Din Annepande<3

Congratulations Mom!
You are the coolest person I know, my biggest aspiration and inspiration.
I love you. Congrats on turning 45!
Big X and Os on your birthday.
Your Anne.

Summer Sunshine

2009-05-03T17:10:00.000-07:00

Just sweet beginnings and bitter endings
In coffee city, we borrowed heaven
Don't give it back, I've never felt so wanted
Are you taking me home? You tell me you have to go...
In the heat of summer sunshine
I miss you like nobody else
In the heat of summer sunshine
I kiss you, and nobody needs to know The Corrs

Today is hostmommy's birthday. Tomorrow is my mom's birthday. They are both turning 45. Isn't that kind of funny?

The weekend was going good, and then today happened. Friday was sweet, then yesterday I went to a big bonfire party, real Saskatchewan, way out of town. I've never met the guy who's place we were partying on, and I didn't get to meet him. None of us knew him, which is kind of funny and adds to the mystique. The fire was massive. At least sixty people showed up, which is impressive for Yorkton, and especially Willowbrook, which took everyone quite a few u-turns to locate accurately. It was a lot of fun though, a guy's pants caught fire and a girl peed on herself, oh and Rey accidentally pulled the hoodiestring out of Gage's sweatshirt, which is like the meanest thing you can possibly do to a person. Came home reeking of fire and spilt slurpees, but its nothing Y-town hasnt seen before. Today I woke up tired and restless. I coughed and sniffled. Then I watched Weeds and did my bio homework.

Carpel - A plants female reproductive organs consisting of the ovary, stigma and style.

Dad called, which was sweet, as always. My sister is apparently on her way to Japan now, surprise! She's in Australia at the moment, so a littel random, but cool for her. And she's decided not to go into medicin, but to go into civil engineering instead: Kudos. I'm totally going to be the uneducated failure of this family, I can sense it already.

The most up-lifting happening today: I had cold chinese food for breakfast, and probably will be eating maple cheesecake in about an hour.
The most depressing: only 61 days til departure

Ghosts

2009-04-30T18:22:00.000-07:00

He walked down a busy street

Staring solely at his feet

Clutching pictures of past lovers at his side

Stood at the table where she sat

And removed his hat

In respect of her presence

Presents her with the pictures and says

These are just ghosts that broke my heart before I met you

These are just ghosts that broke my heart before I met you Laura Marling

Oh yeah so how's life been, Anne? Well pretty swell I must say. Keeping busy with track (ran today, I almost died, running is hard!) and drama rehearsals (one week to Provincials!) so yeah, pretty pumped. But you know what pisses me off about track? Those people who run riiiiight behind you, but at almost the exact speed as you. Like continuously right behind you. When you start doing track you get the basics - always give a hundred procent, the fastest runners get the inner lane, if you're warming up you NEVER use lane one, if someone is in your lane and you're going faster than them you yell: TRAAAACK and they're supposed to step to the side, no hard feelings. If you run faster than someone, you run in front of them. If you are slower, you run behind them. If you run at the same speed, you run beside them. Is that logic to you? Be-he-heeeey, it's certainly logic to me. So stop running right behind me where I can only hear your heavy breathing but not see you, feel your impatiently beating feet but not step aside for you... Stupid track amateurs.

Oh! You might've noticed a new super-cool header I got. Yup, my Landon made that for me. Pretty cool guy. Also made the War is Wonderful poster. I tried convincing him to co-write this blog with me cos he's pretty funny and quite the computer nerd, but apparently that's way to cool for him, so yeah, he's not my favouritest person in the world anymore (high five, Santa). Today I went driving with my evil driving teacher, Mrs. Evil Driving Teacher, and she pretty much told me I would have to improve a million times to be able to go for my license before I leave. I almost cried, honestly, she is so mean, and then I drove for another half hour and she was all "oh that was a perfect turn!" and "very well done on that stop" and I was like yeah bitch I DO know how to drive BUYA but instead I just smiled and nodded and tried not to get blinded by her fake blonde bob of hair.
Papa G's got a poker game tonight. I'm feeling it.

You don't need eyes to see if someone's got a heart of glass

65 days! ah!

Runaway

2009-04-30T17:40:00.000-07:00

I was feeling sad

Can't help looking back

Highways flew by

Run, run, run away

No sense of time

Want you to stay

Want keep you inside

Run, run, run away

Lost, lost, lost my mind

Want you to stay

Want you to be my prize Yeah Yeah Yeahs

Me: Hey Renee!
Rey: Yup?
Me: You're a zero. What's your name? No-one's gonna ask you.
Rey: ....
Both laugh
Me: No really, you're a zero.

A couple of reviews for the school news paper

Bob Dylan; Together Through Life

“Lay Lady Lay” is one of my Top Ten favourite songs in the history of the world. Honestly, I’ve listened to that song maybe a trillion times, and I have heard every cover of it, from Neil Diamond to the Byrds, even the Cher version (but frankly that just made me want to punch a baby. I mean, come on - shiny wigs, rhinestones and an ex named Sonny doesn’t mean you can pull off everything). Bob Dylan writes songs like no other, generation-defining tunes that has managed to stay true to the people for more than five decades.

Although Bob Dylan is known for originally being the product of the musical era of the 1960s, which included the likes of The Doors, The Velvet Underground, Pink Floyd, The Beatles, Led Zeppelin, Janis Joplin - basically every druggie band that’s been so successful musically, that they are still worthy of a lent ear almost fifty years later - he is still going on strong, with his newest album, Together Through Life, being released this Tuesday, the 28^th of April. There is a lot of pressure on the quality of said album, especially after his last three albums (‘97’s Time out of Mind, 2001‘s “Love and Theft”, and 2006’s Modern Times) were mind-blowingly popular commercially, praised to the skies critically, and a general favour respectfully amongst Dylan’s artist peers. I did a little Internet no-no action to find tracks from this yet-to-be-released album and must say that I prefer the first two tracks, Beyond Here Lies Nothin’ and Life is Hard, above all the rest the album has to offer. If these are supposed to be sound bites accidentally-on-purpose leaked to the public to represent what the album will have to offer, they are very well chosen indeed. Take Dylan’s breathy, throaty folk voice, mixed with something that can only be described as 1950s-inspired acid jazz, and what you get is a compilation of surprisingly catchy tunes and romantically delicate lyrics that will hopefully keep you swaying for another decade or two.

Yeah Yeah Yeahs; It’s Blitz!

Karen O has proven herself worthy of the praise of the world once again, along with her two not-so-mellow fellows Chase and Zinner, who make up the band that’s been pumping us up on indie/alt/dance punk since 2000. I know I’m a terrible music harlot, especially in giving grand applause to albums that might not be in everybody’s taste, but the YYYs truly pulled off what should seem logically impossible - to make an album with enough variety to please every person with a preference for pleasurable tunes, without having to sell out for commercialization (thanks a lot, Killers) or stray from the reasons why we fell in love with them in the first place (in this case, the prominent guitar, heavy synth and distinctly high-pitched but mesmerizing vocals of Karen O). The album, which was released on April 6^th, is composed of ten very pop-y indie-rock dance songs, each defined and independent, although every song also compliments the next in a way that makes it imaginable to play the entire album in one night alone, and still dance your tail off. The last song, Little Shadows, is an intensely pretty, peaceful, soothing song, with the ability to serve as a slow dance beat at clubs, or to lull you to sleep on a Tuesday night. As for the cover art: it represents very well what the album has in store - power, punk and protein. In case you’re still confused, it’s an egg. Being smashed. In Karen O’s hand. Let’s just agree right now, that if Soft Shock or Dull Life becomes the club beat of 2009, I called it.

You Learn

2009-04-25T11:29:00.000-07:00

I recommend
getting your heart trampled on
to anyone
I recommend
walking around naked
in your living room
Swallow it down
what a jagged little pill
It feels so good
swimming in your stomach
Wait until the dust settles

You live you learn

You love you learn
You cry you learn
You lose you learn
You bleed you learn
You scream you learn Alanis Morisette

After coming home from Saskatoon last night, I went to this pit party out by Theodore. It started snowing, blizzard-style, and the roads were freaky. We made it out there, got heated up around the fire. Some got a little too heated, and started picking fights. I tried standing in between this idiot guy who wanted to fight everyone, and my friend who was too drunk to understand what he was getting himself into. It ended up in blood trickling down the side of his face, red tears of ego pride. When I woke up today most of the snow had melted, and my hair seems longer, and it reeks of smoke.
Tonight I'm going to Sarah's birthday party, until then I'm planning some good me-in-the-tub and Count of Monte Christo time, with a cup of pollinsky-honey'd tea on the side.

first collage- wild things tee from urban outfitters, nonprescrition glasses from le chateau, covet perfume, gold braided headband from american apparel, Of Montreal Skeletal Lamping album, black men's shirt from fifth avenue shoe repair. canadian flag pin a gift from hostmommy.
second collage - vintage blue polkadot bomber and leopard nylon bomber from value village in edmonton, sequined scarf on sale from le chateau.

On the Radio

2009-04-25T09:48:00.000-07:00

This is how it works
You're young until you're not
You love until you don't
You try until you can't
You laugh until you cry
You cry until you laugh
And everyone must breathe
Until their dying breath

No, this is how it works
You peer inside yourself
You take the things you like
And try to love the things you took
And then you take that love you made
And stick it into some...
Someone else's heart
Pumping someone else's blood
And walking arm in arm
You hope it don't get harmed

But even if it does
You'll just do it all again Regina Spektor

I've been singing this song the last couple of days, it's trapped in my mind for good. Stick it into some, someone else's heart, pumping someone else's blood.. That just gets to me.

It's been a semi-busy week, and an awsome weekend. Not as much homework, a little more spring. Wednesday I signed up for the track team. I felt pretty damn cool. Thursday I went to the first practice, we ran 800, 1500, and 3k around the schools and the polluted lake/Canada goose reservoir. It was pretty cold, and I am definately the worst on the team, but it's so much fun and I after the long run I felt like going around a second time. It was pretty stupid of me not to bring anymore clothes than my new running shorts and a longsleeved drama shirt, cause I ended up getting a really stupid-sounding cough from it. Silly silly. Then yesterday, Friday, I went to this Catholic Youth thingy in Saskatoon. I'm not really a big religion fan, but my school's Catholic and the trip was all paid for by the administration, plus anything beats going to school friday with three tests lurking... So I went. And so did a bunch of my pals, so it turned out to be the supercoolest thing I did all week! I sat next to Landon on the bus, spiffy as hell, we rock the iflood on Kayla's ipod.

The speaker-dude who entertained us all day was from Louisiana, and all the talks were supposed to be about Jesus and stuff, but it just turned into this very personal comedy show type thing instead. So cool!

69 days... omfg

The Daffodils

2009-04-21T10:11:00.000-07:00

I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host of golden daffodils,
Beside the lake, beneath the trees
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. William Wordsworth

I bought another poetry book, A Treasury of the World's Best Loved Poems. $2 at the opt shop. yay.

I am just sitting here, drinking water, eating cheerios and gathering inspirations for a dozen poems i have to write for friday. I wrote three and kind of lost interest in the project... It's a little too structurized for me. Wait, is that even a word?
Anyways, I was looking at blogs and I'm currently stalking this very perrrdy one called A Cup of Jo, and she had posted about stuff to do on weekends (http://joannagoddard.blogspot.com/2009/04/have-wonderful-weekend.html). And the one called It's fun being a girl, isnt it? Linked me to a page with Sonia Rykiel pictures. And I might be crazy, but isnt that Lewonderland's Amanda on the left?

Finally it's so pretty and spring-y in Y-town. The sun was really nice out yesterday, so I went for a barefooted walk to Sorbie's with a couple of friends to buy frozen yoghurt and bitch about car pollution and evil subs. As in teacher replacements, not sandwiches. I'm going Trebuchet now.

Father and Son

2009-04-20T11:02:00.000-07:00

It's not time to make a change,
just relax take it easy,
you're still young that's your fault
there's so much you have to know.
Find a girl settle down.
If you want to you can marry,
look at me I am old but I am happy. Cat Stevens

Dear Ruth,
I am sorry my preference in background colourings interferes with your pleasure in reading what I post on my blog. From now on, for you, it will be back to light and old-folks-friendly eggshell-esque nuances. Enjoy (:

We Will Vacation, You Can Be My Parasol

2009-04-19T18:45:00.000-07:00

vacation says

we have to be good to each other

we have to be so good to each other

we have to lend our support Be Your Own Pet

I am back, finally.
This has been a truly spectacular Easter break. In Canada, the break is the entire week, so my hostiemummy (Christine), my hostiesister Rey, and myself, decided to go to Edmonton, Alberta, for a little girls' trip. It was awsome, and the Foo Figthers know I don't use that word lightly.

It started an ended with the Coffeehouse.

I started off enjoying the weekend with a little partying thursday night, a little sleepover at our house later, followed by packing and then a trip to the coffeehouse saturday afternoon to see Welcome To Reykjavik at their album release of "For Sleeping Lovers and Those Who Wake Up Alone". Very cool. At 1.30 am, Saturday, we grabbed the Greyhound to Edmonton through Saskatoon and were betting to rest a little on it. Rey and Christime fell asleep instantly. I, on the other hand, had the creepiest old man sitting directly behind me on the bus. If anyone follows Sask news at all, you would know why I was totally and completely freaked out when this guy suddenly puts his hand RIGHT BESIDE MY CHEEK on my seat. If not, follow this link (its gross and gory and very sad, not for easily peeved souls like myself). Of course, he could've just been adjusting himself in his seat, but I flinced and sat very straight the next couple of hours, until we reached Saskatoon, where the creepy old guy got off. Actually, in the light of the bus depot he just looked like a tired old grandpa. Maybe I was a little paranoid there. The rest of the trip I listened to all my music on my shuffle and then listened to Mani Spinx and Welcome To Reykjavik over and over again.

Once in Edmonton we visited the family, had Easter dinner and all that jazz. On Easter morning we went to Anglican church and had a blast. Besides all the confusion on whether to stand or sit, and the really lond announcements on who's job it is to bring dip to the next social arrangements, it was really a lot of fun, and Rey and I sang all the songs in whatever alternative language was offered (usually French, sometimes tribe languages)

Of course we went to the West Ed Mall, which was just really, really big. I know thats the point of it being the biggest mall in North-America. Trust me, it was huge. The best was the skating rink where this little chinese boy did a million supercool tricks. We ate Yogen Fruz and admired the art.

And there was an indoor pirate ship. No biggie.

We ate a lot. Like every hour. One day we went to the Creperie and ate crepes for hours. It was sweet, but honestly, we all felt like throwing up after that. I was full until the next day. It was quite an experience.

We went to the Pincess theatre on Whyte and saw Adventureland. It was really cool. I can't believe that girl is in Twilight too, she is just incredibly talented and awsome. Go watch it. We also went to this improv show called Die-Nasty, its on every monday. It was so cool, honestly worth watching every single monday if you happened to live in the city.

We shopped a lot. I bought two escort dresses for the two grads in town this summer. One's black, one's white, I'm wearing the same accesorize on both because I'm just that cool (and just that cheap).

We went to Winners a lot a lot. Rey tried on many a dress while Christine searched every cook and nanny for a bedspread. I bought a pair of Adidas running shorts for half price.

Then we went to Saskatoon, and continued the search for a bedspred for Christine. It was kind of obsessive in the end. We went to the mall and to Digout family places, and to the movies to see Adventureland again (because its THAT good).

When we got back, I went for run in my new running shorts and fell in mud. Twice. We went to see Welcome To Reykjavik and these three other guys playing at the coffeehouse, Yorkton was their first tour ground, yay us! in the evening I wore my new H&M black pants and slided down a slide that was really, really wet while playing Grounders.

Tonight: rehearsals got cancelled, so tea and homework are still my date. Happy Easter.

Tillykke Far<3

2009-04-08T20:58:00.000-07:00

Kaereste Pappi,

tillykke med foedselsdagen! Du er i Pennsylvania lige nu, saa ingen gaver til dig - du maa vente til jeg kommer hjem! Jeg haaber du faar en dejlig dag, og at du husker at fejre hvor gammel du nu er! Ha' en super dejlig dag, jeg elsker dig og savner dig til skyerne! Glaedelig foedselsdag.

Kys og kram,

din Anne <3

[Dearest Dad,

happy birthday! You're in Penns right now, so no presents for you - you'll have to waut til I get back! [in july]. I hope you'll get a great day, and remember to celebrate how old you are getting! Have a great day, I love you and miss you to the skies! Happy birthday.

your Anne ]

Caroline's a Victim

2009-03-30T18:06:00.000-07:00

Caroline wishes that she could meet
All the boys and the girls who live down her street
'Cos she knows that they share that tapping of the feet
When she play that killer killer killer killer beat
Caroline's a victim
Caro-line
Caroline's a victim
Caroline is a victim Kate Nash

oh god I just came back from running a couple of rounds around the elementary school a few blocks from here. it is so amazingly beautiful outside, the sun is out and actually warm for the first time since october. Sask is warming up, hurray! but there's still a ton of snow out, most of it in mid-melt, so I had to jump so many puddles and I still sank through little snowbunches here and there. Nice for me, depressing for my soaked nikes. When I got back I felt fabulous and all endorfined up, but now I have to shower! Dammit, I showered yesterday. Anyways, I was listening to a lot of Kate and I suddenly realised, this song is so amazing and I havent listened to it properly since summer 08, and I know Caroline's a Victim is so 2007, but I still love it! I love it! It's so great. And the music video is just, oh sigh, astounding. But I'm a blog-loser so I cant figure out how to put youtube videos on here! this is what you get; http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C9yhCuOMOBA

And does anyone know how I can get my little monkey fingers on the Moshi Moshi singles compilation album? Moshi Moshi records is so great! Not just Kate, but Tilly and the Wall and the Rakes, and Au Revoir Simone too! Oh and swedish Lykke Li!

what else is new? oh right. weekend; super!

friday I spend listening to Renee performing at the coffeehouse. Talent, mes amis! She dried out her binder and Sean (as in Sean of Welcome to Reykjavik) was so amused that he asked her to come sing at his next album release. Exciting stuff!

Afterwards, I went to Alex's sweet sixteen, god I love that girl... Sherry and Gage picked us up, we cruised around and blasted music for a while, and then home sweet home to bed sweet bed. Next day was one of those wow-I-should-be-doing-homework saturdays that I spend sleeping all day, getting up to get ready and going to Kate and Lucas' place with Bennett and Dave. Fun stuff, a really great night, made it home in one piece and slept til noon sunday. Got up to do a spot of homework (oh ha ha), went to dress rehearsal which unfortunately was rock solid (isnt that a bad omen???), got my full costume and make-up on which takes about 40 minutes as it consists of a rather large beard, giant bushy eyebrows and white-painted hair in a tight bun. The beard was glued to my skin and burned a lot. Will probably work wonders on my pores. My eyebrows are still sticking together and feathering something very dandruff-resembling as a result of the crusting white glue. Eek eek. Then we got home to watch Junos! Hurray for Canadian entertainment, boo for Nickelback winning freaking everything! As if they got the fan award over Feist, like really, what is this? Did you know that Nickelback's name comes from one of the members' history of being a barista and saying, over and over again, "would you like your nickel back?" to customers? NO, okay, I DIDN'T KNOW THAT. Why do you think I care, really, why would I want to know that? And what's with that lead singer's wannabe Cobain hair? Get over yourself.

This song is titled the perky song, but lots of her stuff is still untitled, so if you have suggestions do share. much appreciated, thank you!

And now I'm just waiting for this video to opload, and I'll go for a walk with Lori.

She's Leaving Home

2009-03-29T09:46:00.000-07:00

Wednesday morning at five o'clock as the day begins
Silently closing her bedroom door
Leaving the note that she hoped would say more
She goes downstairs to the kitchen clutching her handkerchief
Quietly turning the backdoor key
Stepping outside she is free.
She (we gave her most of our lives)
is leaving (sacrificed most of our lives)
home (we gave her everything money could buy) The Beatles

Day 8
going home. It was really hard to say goodbye to all these wonderful people - again. But the reunion is in fall, Copenhagen, so buckle up people. The first wave of goodbyes was around three a.m, so no-one went to bed. It was just Braz Deborah and I in our hotel room, so I showered, got dressed comfortably and packed, one duffel sack, one backpack, a purse and a full-size cardboard cut-out of Obama wrapped in a protective layer of white trash bags. Around five we all checked out, loaded the bus and went to the D.C airport. I drank coffee, flew to Ottawa, watched my colourful duffel bag and Obama in the plastic bag getting loaded into the airplane and the guy loading it was pointing and pulling people over to watch Obama sliding up the conveyer belt which was very entertaining for me, drank more coffee, landed in Toronto for 25 minutes, two cappuchinos, and then I was finally in Regina, where my hostdad and sister picked me up. We went to starbucks, had chinese food, and then we bought a cigar and went to Sacred to rehearse the play. I sucked at first, and then I got better. We went home, I did laundry and gave people prezzies (a NYC (not I heart NY) sweater for my sister, a beer pong champ set for my bro, and Obama for my rentals)), and finally went to bed. I woke up around four p.m. the next day, very well rested but one more day to add to being behind in school. Oh well. I went to rehearsal which rocked, my costume is finally coming together, and my million and one props are more controlled now. I still look like a little drag with a penis.

Washington

2009-03-29T09:12:00.000-07:00

I wanna go to Washington

I wanna meet the president
I'm on top of the world
I'm indestructible to ya'll
It's strange when people say
That they are living their lives
Day by day
I'm never satisfied
We've got to reach that all time high Lutricia McNeil

Day Six
the United Nations building, Hard Rock Cafe, Smithsonian Museums - Air and Space

Day Seven
United States Marine Corps War Memorial, Arlington National Cemetary, John F. Kennedy's gravesite (I thought a lot about Malene here), Washington Monument, Roosevelt Memorial, the White House, Obama, Smithsonian Museums - museum of American History, Dorothy's ruby slippers, Kermit the Frog, Lincoln Memorial, Vietnam Veterans Memorial

New York City

2009-03-28T16:46:00.000-07:00

Standing on the corner

Just me and Yoko Ono

We was waiting for Jerry to land

Up come a man

with the guitar in his hand

Singing "have a marijuana if you can"

His name was Davis Peel

And we found that he was real

He sangs"The pope smokes dope everyday"

Up come a police man shoved

us up the street

Singin', "power to the people today!" John Lennon

Day Three

transfer to New York City. Empire State Building and Observatory.

It was rainy but very, very beautiful.

Day Four
Manhattan, the streets of New York, Central Park, Strawberry Fields, Wall Street, United Nations Building, ground zero, Greenwich Village, SoHo, Chinatown, Little Italy and Harlem. FAO Schwarz giant toy store with body control piano, the Apple store and H&M on fifth avenue.

Day Five
Statue of Liberty, Ellis Island, 30 Rock, NBC studios (Tina Fey!), Broadway, Virgin megastore (which is closing down, like really, that is just silly)

Boston

2009-03-28T14:02:00.000-07:00

Essential yet appealed

Carry all your thoughts

Across an open field

When flowers gaze at you
They're not the only ones

Who cry when they see you

You said

She said I think I'll go to Boston

Think I'll start a new life

I think I'll start it over

Where no one knows my name

I'll get out of California

I'm tired of the weather

Think I'll get a lover

And fly him out to Spain

I think I'll go to Boston

I think that I'm just tired

I think I need a new town

To leave this all behind

I think I need a sunrise

I'm tired of a sunset

I hear it's nice in the summer
Some snow would be nice
Oh yeah Augustana

I'm back! I half forgot how much fun exchange students can be, especially when they come together from all over. We were about fifty, all of us doing our exchanges in North America, mostly the U.S. A lot of german germs and japanese hollaback girls, it was so great.

The best to see: Almost Famous on the plane, Broadway, Virgin record store, Harvard, 30 Rock/NBC studios

The best to be with: Marie Jo, Andre, Lorenza and Larissa. Deborah and Jakob.

The best to eat: New York Cherry Cheesecake! and really big pretzels from street vendors

The best to listen to: Depeche Mode and Andre singing Beatles

The best to sit by: the view of Boston, the Bronx in the rain, squeaky clean D.C

The best to remember: how great the Culture Camp was, and how much exchange students/foreign people rock!

The best to shop: at Urban Outfitters & American Apparel! And Necessary Clothing in SoHo. And more Urban Outfitters. Shoes, dresses, minijackets, bf cardigans, bags, sweaters and sweet underwear.

The best to move you: Ground zero, Strawberry Fields and JFK's gravesite

The best to impress you: the view from the Empire State Building, the Air and Space Museum, the White House, and how clean D.C. is.

... Simply the best.

Day One - St. Patrick's Day

the Boston Freedom Trail, U.S.S Constitution, the place where the Cheers bar used to be, Trinity Church, Prudential Building, Bunker Hill Monument (so many stairs), Old South meeting house, Old State house, Faneuil Hall, Quincy Market (good thai food)

Day Two
Beacon Hill, Newbury Street, McDonald's (you can't bring food into the bus - well you can just suck it cos I got a big bag), Old Granary burying ground, Italian North End, Old North Church, the Big Dig, Cambridge's Harvard Square, Charles River, Harvard Yard, Harvard University, the EF main office with a piece of the Berlinermauer (stupid EF)

- I just learned today that the sea cucumber can vomit its internal organs as a defense and regrow them over several months. omg 98 days!

Earth Intruders

2009-03-16T10:39:00.000-07:00

turmoil
carnage
here come the earth intruders
we are the paratroopers
the beat of sharp shooters
come straight from voodoo
with our feet thumping
with our feet marching
grinding skeptics
into the soil Björk

Ukrainian fashion week in Kiev

Stine! I love you Stine!

Like politics? Interested in Canada? Or just like clicking the little thumbnail
picture in the corner to change the appearances of the three people?

Ah! It looks like a shuffle but it's food!

#10 place to go in Boston

Italian North End

Fill My Pill

2009-03-15T20:23:00.000-07:00

get out of my skin
get out of my skin
and now you're embarassed get out of my skin
I try to fight you but you always win
it turns out the medication only makes you tough
you were so damn mean but I've had enough Be Your Own Pet

Packing, singing, drinking blueberry tea. Listening to Depeche Mode, BYOP and Cat Power, which is kind of a weird mix and kind of very complimentary. Finished the important homework, am going to bring the Stoned Angel, though I'll probably regret it by the time I'm on my way, which is tomorrow afternoon. I just love travelling alone, flying alone, just me and iPod, God knows we rule the planet and the sky and time and the winds, even if it is only one breathy lyrical song at a time.

How beautiful are these lyrics?;
the moon is not only beautiful
it is so far away
the moon is not only ice cold
it is here to stay
when i lay me down
will you still be around
when they put me six feet underground
will the big bad beautiful you be around

I've been singing Sea of Love ever since the Juno soundtrack came out, but now I am just addicted. How beautiful is Chan Marshall? I am so amused.

The weekend was really, really good. Landon's birthday friday, drank milkshake in a bucket in a limo. Went to BP and everybody was there, don't ever order Thai pizza or the pasta alfredo, i ate too fast and threw up but Dayton was there, that made up for it.

Went out to Theodore with Gage and Landon and Sherry and Renee and Katrina and made cake and danish pancakes and this stupid chocolate suffle which tourned out more like chocolate scrambled eggs, yum. We made a big mess and I washed the dishes and we went to Yorkton saturday to buy groceries and orange juice with pulp.

I am putting my stuff in neat piles and admiring my admirable amount of travel crap. Duffel bag or hard shelled suitcase? Winter jacket or fur coat? A little more, a little less, whatever suits the lady best, I guess. I want more ice cream, more tea, and no more Personal Jesus.

tomorrow;

- school. history unit 2 exam test on useless facts and the boston tea party.

- bus to regina, wuuhuu.

and then;

- airport really, really early

- toronto!

- meet people in toronto, fly to boston.

- meet people in boston! exciting stuff.

- bye until next tuesday.

Goodnight, I guess. I am newly washed, newly cleansed and not planning on sleeping anytime soon.

melt your heart

2009-03-15T12:47:00.000-07:00

When you're kissing someone who's too much like you
It's like kissing on the mirror
When you're sleeping with someone who doesn't get you
You're going to hate yourself in the morning
It's bound to melt your heart
One way or another
It's bound to melt your heart
For good for bad Jenny Lewis & the Watson twins

So this is blog post number 100, and I can not believe I've actually stayed this persistent with you for more than 8 months. This is just me, all me, and I kind of wanted to make a top 100 awsome things, in general, or in particular, or in whatever. Lets see how far we go. Not sorted by rank, or any significant order.

I took too long doing this, its now blog 101, deal.

soft but squishy pillows
really dark chocolate
rye bread with lever pate and cucumber slices
going swimming, and then eating fries and slush ice with Malene
sitting on the handle of an old-fashioned paperboy bicycle
going to the movies with Anne when hung over and drinking watered-down coke from McDonald's
blueberry muffins from the Seven-Eleven across the street from the best H&M in Aarhus
Red Nose Day and making songs about aids
binging on orange flavoured Marabou chocolate and Katjes pandas all night
getting my braces adjusted and crying and eating lots and lots of Dream ice cream in buckets
getting my braces off
getting a flower vase, not a flower, for Valentine's.
being the only ones standing in water to our thighs and hearing Tue West at the biggest scene
Mystery Jets and Kate Nash in Copenhagen
my butterfly bush sprouting outside my window and actually attracting butterflies, which really freaked me out
doing taekwondo and being able to do more than ten push-ups at a time
Rope Skipping Mini Camps that we loved going to because it felt SO good when the weekend was over
long-distance phone calls
running through sprinklers and drying yourself by lying on the lawn all day
hearing a Kate Nash song on the radio, getting people into Kate Nash
coming home to my Dad washing the floors and singing along to loud Irish folk music and Cash
going to Canadian Wonderland and riding the old wooden rollercoaster at dusk with rain and lightening from the dark clouds
painting your nails pink and feeling dainty for the next many hours
giving inanimate objects nicknames
cute undies – calling them undies – and new bras
rain on pavement in the summertime
riding your bicycle on hot pavement and feeling like being in a dessert because the road ahead is all blurry with heat
watching ants
a good mug that you can wrap your hands around
the fuss on peaches
singing “f… the pain away” really loudly to Peaches with my sister
being taller than I’ve ever been in my life
running home in the rain and coming home soaked but warm, or soaked and freezing cold, and running back outside to dance in the rain
jumping up and down when Denmark wins a soccer or female handball game
People that work in coffeehouses
People that live in the coffeehouses they work in
The guy with the beard from Subway who gave Lindsey free cookies because she was foreign
Peeling oranges and having lovely smelling hands all day
Music in Tarantino movies
Cillian Murphy
Pregnancy
Red Hot Chili Peppers tees
Anna Sinfield
NES consoles
that the creator of Nintendo is a guy named Shikari Miyamoto
The last sentence of the last page of a book.
Unicorns and rainbows used simultaneously in pictures
Obama
When your legs are sleeping and you cant help but laugh out loud because it tickles so much
When someone takes a picture of you when you’re not paying attention, and you actually like the way it looks
Feeling pretty when you just woke up
Consuming nothing but coffee on Sunday mornings
Spraying perfume on stuffed toy elephants and falling asleep hugging them
Eating frozen yoghurt
Dried mango slices for 1.97 pr bag
Buying peanut M&M’s in bulk
Buying more than one good magazine at a time and reading them both straight away
New textbooks, serene and untouched
Writing with one of those really cheap, blue BIC pens that you can buy for like a dollar a pack.
Fries from McDonald’s
Marilyn Manson interviews
Flying alone - travelling alone
Airplane food
Acting on a stage
Starbucks coffee in airports
Freshly-shaven legs
Legs tanned by summer
Ripe melons
The soundtrack to Breakfast on Pluto
Finishing “Lovely Bones” and feeling slightly different afterwards
(all) my grandparents
Not knowing what I want to do with my life
British accents
eating ice cream in the snow
Renee going on ulcer meds and failing at life
writing letters to Cindy and putting too many stickers on
receiving letters from Cindy containing too many stickers
making plans for the summer
meeting people with funny names and telling them that their names are funny (Blaze, Brett Hickie, Sheridan, Lindsey spelled the boy way)
that I sometimes write my birthday as the 31st of July because that’s Harry Potter’s birthday and I get them mixed up.
that I’m really, really proud of my Mom, Dad and sister.
my cousin Una Eileen
Andy J. Miller hand drawn art (google: death wish)
that Yorkton has two Indian casinos
the time difference between Saskatchewan and San Francisco
talking to Dad every Sunday
tea with milk
mini polaroid pictures in my purse
crazy red, curly hair and blue/grey eyes
my crazy biology teacher who doesn’t really believe in evolution
foreign people – exchange students – Japanese exchange students
Skanderbronx, Denmark
good hair days
falling asleep to my favourite music
original iPod shuffles
food that looks like non-food things
dessert chefs
Chelsey Dubnyk’s voice
Denmark represented in other countries (Lego! Arla! The drummer from Metallica!)
seeing or meeting someone who is so pretty it takes your breath away. Staring at them instead of listening to what they are saying.
zorses and ligers, cool hybrid animals in general

Yes! Can not wait! Can not afford it either, but whatever (:

2009-03-14T23:06:00.001-07:00

The War of 1812

2009-03-10T12:50:00.000-07:00

And the White House burned, burned, burned,
And we’re the one’s that did it!
It burned, burned, burned,
While the president ran and cried.
It burned, burned, burned,
And things were very historical.
And the Americans ran and cried
like a bunch of little babies
Waa waa waah
In the War of 1812!

I just had Canadian History (and this is probs what all the Americans think all Canadian students learn in school) and Wyatt put this song on, and ends with So, if you go to Washington, its buildings clean and nice, bring a pack of matches, and we’ll burn the White House twice! and we were all like, oh em gee as if we are listening to this in C.H, but it was so funny. I'll make sure to bring a pack of matches, because;

#8 place to go in Washington D.C.

the White House (Obama lives there!)

yeshh baby! So excited, O(bama!)MG! I really, really hope we'll be going to the Obamarama, otherwise I'll just hang around til he comes out or waves at us through his window like the Pope in Vatican City.

This guy behind me who's in the Animation Class that I'm intruding on by occupying the last open seat is listening to the Discovery Channel song his friend is like "dude, I love that song!" and Guy #1 is like, "it's by this band, Bloodhound", and something in my nervous system just breaks a little. Out of reaction I go: "It's Bloodhoung Gang" before I realize that I was never in the conversation... They sideways-glare and frown some brows while I swiftly change my page to something History related to avert the suspicions that I really don't belong amongst these animation people. I kind of want to recommend Foxtrot Uniform Charlie Kilo, but I think I've done enough for them for the mo. Someone to the right of me just broke a pen and a little see-through plastic bit went in his eye. Suck it.

Maps

2009-03-10T11:34:00.000-07:00

Lay off
Don’t stress
Well, my kind's your kind
I’ll stay the same
Pack up Yeah Yeah Yeahs

Just finished writing a screenplay with Chelsey for our short movie thriller. Exciting. I mailed Lindsey, and wanted to youtube/myspace some of the many many songs Anne send me, but then the computers here can't access those pages! Stupid firewalls. And stupid poeple who used these glorious sites for evil, leaving all of us to be without.

Berit it pretty preggers by now, and is due in a month! Received this by mail, and am really really excited about the baby coming! Must think of baby names!

Ross: You already know what your kids' names are gonna be.
Chandler: You do?
Monica: Yeah, I've had them picked out since I was fourteen.
Chandler: Oh no, it's gonna be named after some snack or baked good, isn't it?

#8 place to go in New York City

SoHo

Sweet Dogs

2009-03-09T15:22:00.000-07:00

Sweet dogs.
Sweet rain.
Never come and go.
I'm ohh so fine and ready to blow. Trolle Siebenhaar

Just sitting around, thinking about food and drinking orange juice, third glass of the hour. I really miss Danish music awards, and like P3 Guld, it's golden! And then I was thinking about that song, Moan (Trentemoeller), it makes you want to dance fiercely around your bedroom, youtube it and get the live version with Ane Trolle cause that one's perrty.

I did Renee's wall yesterday, when she was at the hospital. She liked it. I'll do more when she's not home again. Christine's initial reaction was screaming, "you covered up the pretty purple flowers!" (there are now sixteen remaining visible in the room)

Lindsey: the song I dedicated to you (from your soulmate) was Two Doors Down! D'uh. I'm fasting because Sherry and I were talking about how we just don't appreciate food like they used to in the old days, and tomorrow there's Think Fast (a madame Helene project by the way) were the students don't eat all day and instead think about starving children and what not. But you have to pay 50 dollars to participate! So we were like, screw that, we'll fast and think of starving children OURSELVES, hah! and then we decided to do it for 60 hours because 24 hours is for wimps. 44 hours to go.
It's not really a ranking system, it's just the #17th thing I'm going to see on the trip, after the first 16 things that weren't as important to me as Harvard Yard!

Oh, and remember how I gave Luc all those cool beards and mustaches for his birthday?

And a first class shout-out to Holler, Wild Rose! Tums up for being Canadian. I think. Well, I just kind of assume, so if I'm wrong, high five for sounding Canadian!

Two Doors Down

2009-03-09T10:52:00.000-07:00

I think I'm in love with the girl next door, it's driving me crazy I can't take it anymore, I hear her playing the drums late at night, the neighbours complain but thats the kind of girl I like Mystery Jets

I'm fasting and it's a hazzle. No solid foods, no dairy, no sugar, no exceptions, for 60 hours. Have so far consumed 6 calories all day, in gum alone. I'm 12 hours in and it's kind of funny still, but also really weird because everything around me looks like food, or smells appetizing, or looks generally eatable. I like fasting though, it's pretty existencial and we are a few people doing it, stay golden Sherry and London.

On announcements today, they played the song I dedicated to Lindsey back in the day! And three days ago they played some other good ones, Nicest Thing, and Good Looking Woman by Joe Dolan. They found Flourescent Adolescence too inappropriate though. Harden up Sacred!

Kelsey died her hair redish, and it kind of looks like it did at Halloween when she was Wilma.

Drew: "I am not hairy enough to be the missing link!"
Anne: "Shut up, loin fruit."

Yearh, Drew was getting on my case today in CW, he's like, "say something in Danish!" and I'm like, "go away", and he's like "pleaaaaase" and I'm like: "du er en tredimensionel majskolbe" [you are a three-dimensional corn on the cob] and he's like: "that was probably SO rude!" and turns away.
I was wearing my 50s housewife dress from the thrift store and told him it used to my mom's wedding dress. Fun stuff.

Yesterday, Renee went to the hospital for like five hours and came back with ulcer meds. Ulcer! And her mom was all, "are we putting too much pressure on you, Renee? Are you okay?" and Renee is like: "I don't have an ulcer, it's just an infection!" and it was all highly enter-taining. Rehearsal sucked. Well I did, anyways. I am putting my Freud costume together, it's pretty complex, three piece suit with leather patches, dress shirt, dress shoes, glasses, cigar (haha), notepad, pen... And I'm going to learn from experience and add extra socks to that too, and maybe wear a swimsuit or bikini or something to practice all the time so I don't have to wait for the dressing rooms to clear up. And then again, we are only 8 people in the play (and like twenty people in stage crew) so it'll probs work out fine. Then again, swimsuits are fun!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TODAY TO
RUTH AND BEDSTEMOR!

48 hours to go
8 days til East Coast!!!
#17 place to go in Boston

Harvard Yard

Life Experiences

2009-03-07T16:13:00.004-08:00

Snurtched this one from mememolly..

I have lived through 112 of these 158 things
1. Put numbers in the boxes instead of x's (example: 1, 2, 3, 4, ...)
2. Repost as "I have lived through ___ of these 158 things.

[1] I have read a lot of books.
[] I have been on some sort of varsity team.
[2] I have run more than 2 miles without stopping.
[3] I have been to Canada.
[4] I have been to Europe.
[5] I have watched cartoons for hours.
[6] I have tripped UP the stairs.
[7] I have fallen down an entire flight of stairs.
[] I have been snowboarding/skiing.
[8] I have played ping pong.
[9] I swam in the ocean.
[10] I have been on a whale watch.
[11] I have seen fireworks.
[12] I have seen a shooting star.
[13] I have seen a meteor shower.
[14] I have almost drowned.
[15] I have been so embarrassed I wanted to disappear.
[16] I have listened to one CD over and over and over again.
[17] I have had stitches.
[] I have had frostbite.
[18] I have licked a frozen pole and got stuck there.
[19] I have stayed up til 2 doing homework/projects.
[] I currently have a job.
[20] I have been ice skating.
[21] I have been rollerblading.
[22] I have fallen flat on my face.
[23] I have tripped over my own two feet.
[] I have been in a fist fight.
[24] I have played videogames for more than 3 hours straight.
[25] I have watched the Power Rangers.
[] I attend Church regularly.
[26] I have played truth or dare.
[27] I have already had my 16th birthday.
[] I have already had my 18th birthday.
[28] I've called someone stupid.
[29] I've been in a verbal argument.
[30] I've cried in school.
[31] I've played basketball on a team.
[] I've played baseball on a team.
[] I've played football on a team.
[] I've played soccer on a team.
[] I've done cheerleading on a team
[] I've played softball on a team.
[] I've played volleyball on a team.
[] I've played tennis on a team.
[] I've been in the marching band.
[32] I've been swimming more than 20 times in my life.
[] I've bungee jumped.
[33] I've climbed a rock wall.
[34] I've lost more than $20.
[35] I've called myself an idiot.
[36] I've called someone else an idiot.
[37] I've cried myself to sleep.
[38] I've had (or have) pets.
[39] I've owned a spice girls CD.
[40] I've owned a britney spears CD.
[] I've owned an N*Sync CD.
[41] I've owned a backstreet boys CD.
[] I've mooned someone.
[] I have sworn at someone of authority before.
[42] I've been in the newspaper.
[43] I've been on TV.
[] I've been to Hawaii.
[44] I've eaten sushi.
[45] I've been on the other side of a waterfall.
[46] I've watched all of the Lord of the Rings movies.
[47] I've watched all the Harry Potter movies.
[] I've watched all of the Rocky movies.
[] I've watched the 3 stooges.
[] I've watched "Newlyweds" Nick & Jessica.
[48] I've watched Looney Tunes.
[49] I've been stuffed into a locker/I have stuffed others into lockers.
[50] I've been called a geek.
[51] I've studied hard for a test and got a bad grade.
[52] I've not studied at all for a test and aced it.
[] I've hugged my mom within the past 24 hrs.
[] I've hugged my dad within the past 24 hours.
[53] I've met a celebrity/music artist.
[54] I've written poetry.
[] I've been arrested.
[55] I've been attracted to someone much older than me.
[56] I've been tickled till I've cried.
[57] I've tickled someone else until they cried.
[58] I've had/have siblings.
[59] I've been to a rock concert.
[60] I've listened to classical music and enjoyed it.
[61] I've been in a play.
[62] I've been picked last in gym class.
[63] I've been picked first in gym class.
[64] I've been picked in that middle-range in gym class.
[65] I've cried in front of my friends.
[66] I've read a book longer than 1,000 pages (text book, tech manual and fiction!)
[] I've played Halo 2.
[] I've freaked out over a sports game.
[] I've been to Alaska.
[67] I've been to China.
[] I've been to Spain.
[] I've been to Japan.
[] I've had a fight with someone on AIM.
[68] I've had a fight with someone face-to-face.
[69] I've had serious conversations on any IM.
[70] I've forgiven someone who has done something wrong to me.
[71] I've been forgiven.
[72] I've screamed at a scary movie.
[73] I've cried at a chick flick.
[74] I've watched a lot of action movies.
[75] I've screamed at the top of my lungs.
[76] I've been to a rap concert.
[77] I've been to a hip hop concert.
[78] I've lived in more than 2 houses.
[79] I've driven on the highway/been on the highway.
[80] I've driven more than 40 miles in a day/been in a car that went more than 40 miles in a day.
[] I've been in a car accident.
[] I've done drugs.
[81] I've been homesick.
[82] I've thrown up.
[83] I've puked on someone.
[84] I've been horseback riding.
[] I've filled out more than 10 myspace surveys.
[85] I've spoken my mind in public.
[86] I've proved someone wrong.
[87] I've been proven wrong by someone.
[] I've broken a leg.
[88] I've broken an arm or a finger.
[89] I've fallen off a swing.
[90] I've swung on a swing for more than 30 minutes straight
[91] I've watched Winnie the Pooh movies.
[92] I've forgotten my backpack when I've gone to school.
[93] I've lost my backpack.
[94] I've come close to dying.
[] I've seen someone die.
[95] I've known someone who has died.
[96] I've wanted to be an actor/actress at some point.
[] I've done modeling.
[97] I've forgotten to brush my teeth some mornings.
[98] I've taken something/someone for granted.
[99] I've realized how good my life is.
[100] I've counted my blessings.
[101] I've made fun of a classmate.
[102] I've been asked out by someone and I said no.
[103] I've slapped someone in the face.
[104] I've been skateboarding.
[105] I've been backstabbed by someone I thought was a friend.
[106] I've lied to someone to their face.
[107] I've told a little white lie.
[108] I've taken a day off from school just so I don't go insane
[] I've fainted.
[109] I've had an argument with someone about whether cheerleading is a sport or not.
[110] I've pushed someone into a pool.
[111] I've been pushed into a pool.
[112] I've been/am in love.

LINDSEY

2009-03-06T15:02:00.000-08:00

Don't you just miss me cutting off your hair? I sure do.

Anyways, today I got the biggest you-withdrawals ever. Just sitting there, minding my own business, and suddenly, bang!, on the tv screen, appears a commercial for Paris Hilton's British Best Friend! BBF! I am like crying right now, I am so happy.. If only you were here.

TTYN!

We Shall Overcome

2009-03-06T14:21:00.000-08:00

I was trying to find a picture, and the computer screwed up and froze, and I was clicking away like a maniac, and suddenly, this picture comes up. Smile with me.

Washington D.C - 18 days!

She's Only Fifteen

2009-03-05T20:26:00.000-08:00

Happy Birthday today to Luc, 18! Arghh, so old!

Now he can vote in Canada, buy cigarettes, lottery tickets, drive in Denmark, be an official kidnapper if he tries to drive to America with a minor, take a wife.. and buy Playboy! What a bright future that guy has ahead of him, I can just taste the nuclear radiation already.

And Glorious Sweet Sixteen to Renee.. three days ago.. Oopsies! But look how pretty you are;

Renee got a Barbie doll! And it was the NEW one, with the 50th Anniversary facelift and boob-job! I was pleased, and Sheridan just kind of held on to it akwardly until he forgot what he was handling between his meaty fingers.. and started nonchalantly sucking on the edge of the box.

Look how pretty Sherry is!! And my hair is getting long. I still can't decide - get bangs or let it all grow out? My life is just decisions, decisions, decisions..

Sleep [Instrumental]

2009-03-02T15:11:00.000-08:00

"You and Your Youth in a Changing World".. I am currently reading a sort of psychological analysis and supportive-parent book on how to deal with teenagers, written in 1966. It's pretty funny and surprisingly universal, actually, and I will try to quote it intellectually once in a while.

Great weekend, worked pretty much after plan. Went to a supper cooked by my Swiss friend who goes to the neighbouring school. Missed the Regional vs Sacred game, Sacred won and I missed it! I am so upset. I had green and yellow stuff all over my face, yellow nails and big yellow pants. But spaetzle is pretty damn amazing.

Worked out sunday night! Ran for 31 minutes on a treadmill without music, it was grand, then I ropeskipped and I am definately out of training.. Embarrassing. But at least I can spell embarrassing, eh Logan?

Today at school I almost got a dresscode offence! Feel proud of me, Lindsey, I am following in your footsteps. Haha, accidentally typed in "foodsteps" there, ironic eh? Got a new skirt and wore it in my waist, apparently the one-hand-rule doesnt count if you have "longer legs than most" .. what exactly does that mean, Mrs. Wyatt? Anyway, I pulled my skirt down to ze hips and felt like a momo all day.

I have tea, mango slices and The Stone Angel on my agenda for tonight.

Dr. Seuss' birthday! How cute is google? Very! And coincidentally, I've been thinking a lot lately that Stephen Merchant from Extras looks like the grinch.

OH! Lindsey, there's a http://www.coreywerner.com/. And google image results. I heart Corey! (Corey is the guy in the creamy silk tie. Not the guy who looks like the grinch - that's Stephen.)

Over The Hills And Far Away

2009-02-27T15:20:00.000-08:00

As I'm enthusiastically filling my iPod and
watching the Barbie 50th anniversary runway
show (link below), whilst getting ready for going
out and celebrating the weekend, I suddenly see
this flourish checkered dress and I'm like..
hmm.. where have I seen this before?
Last summer in Paris with Nina perhaps?

Barbie's checkered babydoll-esque coctaildress..

...me and my checkered diamonds clown-costume dress

Plans? Bah, spontenaeity! Well, I still don't know what I'm doing, let's call this a rough copy. Tonight, probably the coffeehouse, seeing as people I know are singing, and yes, they will miss my cries of enthusiasm and spassy clapping if I'm not there.. Maybe I'll go watch cult anti-drug and -sex movies made for high school education in the 70s later, since I bought a bunch of those yesterday. Tomorrow is a party, random Yorkton stuff, who knows really? And I have a work-out date before showering around noon tomorrow, another assembly of avoid-mirrors hours in my life. Sunday, hmm I know I have theatre stuff, but I should probably go driving before, to practice my deadly vehicle skills.

Also today is a very special day.. My beloved Grandmother Lene's birthday! Happy Birthday!! I'm so excited, apparently she's having a great big party for all the good people at home and I'm probably invited but probably not going to make it... since I'm about 15 hours away and across the Atlantic, but that's just details really.

TILLYKKE FARMOR!

Barbie's 50th Anniversary -http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l5EqsgDv86M&eurl=http://lj-toys.com/journalid=3616053&moduleid=53334&preview=&auth_token=sessionless:1234792800:embedconte

www.justfuckinggoogleit.com

2009-02-25T20:18:00.000-08:00

Ever had those days where you're like, uh-uh, better look like I'm working on something, so you google something like "crystal structure of a europate complex with the most intensely triboluminescent emission at ambient temperature" and glance nervously over your shoulder, only to discover that you actually are all alone in the room, and can google anything you want? With that freedom, to google anything without the jay-walking and judgemental eyes of others, often pressure me to pursue the inevitably most selfish act of all; to google myself. Today, my page one results all were, in order after most hits, as follows.

1) WhitePages.com - there is an Anne Rold listing in California, and one in New York. The name Anne is the #129 ranked first name in the United States, right below Marilyn, right over Robin.

2) MySpace.com - ironically, my own myspace account doesn't appear, but my friend Lindsey's does, complete with a description as me as her hero (aww, you're cute!) and a beautious picture from under the christmas tree.

3) worms-for-the-news.blogspot.com - Mikaela's blog! With the pretty quote: Anne Rold we are perfect for eachother!! shouuld we marry... even though we have the same blood?

4) facebook.com - not my own, but my teacher from TEDA, Mrs. Rochford's, profile.

5) facebook.com - my sister's profile appears.

6) facebook.com - Lea Nunan, the mother of Australian twin friends Tamsin and Olivia.

7) annescanada.blogspot.com - finally! a post from august materializes.

8) Meeting list from the Ultimate Sport Service, Denmark district, shows up, with a list of my complete personal information about where I live and what my home, cell and work numbers are. Why is this on the internet?

9) katolsk-aarhus.dk - haha, a post of my Catholic confirmation back in the day! That is so cool, did not know my church had a website. Wicked.

10) e-pages.dk - an interview that I wrote for a sportsmagazine about leadertraining in Denmark is now available in ready-to-read hi-tech on the website, with pictures of me and everything. Wow, I did not know the world wide web had this much stuff on me. Kind of creeped out right now. Oh well, at least there are no naked pictures.. Uh-uh image search! 6 pictures showed up, but they are all blog-related.. So I will go to bed now. Continously creeped out. Stupod globalization.

and I am a weapon of massive consumption and it's not my fault, it's how I'm programmed to function

2009-02-25T14:34:00.000-08:00

It's like all the teachers went together to make me pay for being in the servant auction monday (sold to the Italian exchange student for $150) and doing nothing but following him to all his (extremely boring) classes and waiting on his and his friends' hands and feet and elbows and knees all day. I didn't even get to experience my full first class of Creative Writing! Suckers. Today, my payment, the biggest load of homework since ever, most of it due tomorrow, and a Ashwednesday noon mass (hurray Catholic high school) that turned out to be surprisingly funny due to Vicky the headrest and the little Vietnamese priest with his thick accent ("ant ont te turd daaay, te looord sat.." and "I goog-geled him! I goog-geled Jeshhus!"). And we all got this flattering little black thumbprint in our foreheads, convenient and fashionable.

I decided to give up on fastfood in the fast. Get it? fast food? Yearh the irony didn't escape me either. I am pretty stoked, except, horrible coincidence, I still have half a subway sandwich stacked away in the fridge that I forgot to eat for lunch, and an oreo blizzard in the freezer. I guess this is what they mean when they say you must sacrifice some things for a greater cause.

Tonight I have theatre practice so I will have to get that History and English and Bio out of the way, google the Mickey Mouse Club and learn how to properly speak as a sockpuppet.

Yesterday I hung out with Mischa again for the first time since autumn. We went to the Cup and Saucer and cruised around in Dayton's Camaro, which is pretty cool but if I could choose which vehicle I am going to die in, it'd definately be either Chelsey's oldmobile or Amanda's countryswinging van of love, not this silvery laid-back spoof of a sportscar. I had blueberry tea and talked to Mischa about how being with him always gives me this feeling of speaking German a lot, even though we almost always speak English, and being back in Europe with summer and music festivals. At 8 I had theatre practice again, I sucked and my puppet voice broke like five times which was embarrasing seeing as I'm female. A guy asked me if I was "a lesbian", like as if it was a specially rare type of fungi, and Drew didn't know what Lookbook was when I told him he should be on it with his cool new hand-painted gold boots. He even changed his shirt to match the shoes before coming to practice. I squealed and tried them (the shoes) on but they were 10s, and too masculine for being painted gold and lilac, which was pretty deflating.

I'm a little obsessed with the new Lily Allen album at the mo, but I'm sad she's lost sooo much of her accent, and I have to go Kate Nash youtubing to build my brit-needs up again. Not amused, Lily, not at all amused. I like The Fear and Fuck You and Who'd've Known though.

Lindsey's home in Aussieland now (I think). Flight?!

I really desperately need to start working. Like right now. One more cup of tea and I'll make like an egg and get crackin.

Oh, and today I had to write a rant about colour and it ended up being the life story of Karen Elson. Why is my head strung this way?

broken february

2009-02-18T13:07:00.000-08:00

great break, great break, great break!

monday. went driving! miserable. i am soo not capable of driving an authorised vehicle around the crazy streets of yorkton. went highway driving, much better but much scarier! saw the welcome to yorkton sign, its brown and orange and not very pretty, like the canadian 60s. didnt kill my driving teacher though, so much improved. katie and lindsay came over, we made triple chocolate chip cookies and i ate half of the milk chocolate chipits like a whale/shark/jaw-theme-song-esque aquatic monster and felt pretty sick pretty fast in the process. katie drove us to her house, where her mom tried pushing food on us for about two hours, and we talked about how the break is in february and not in spring because it keeps kids from killing themselves after christmas. festive. went to go to the coffeehouse to watch jay and the lovebirds, but i thought i lost my cell in the snow so there was this whole big selfcentered half an hour of calling my own number and freaking out, only to find it buzzing under my seat. good job, spaz.

decided to go to theodore instead so we did, and went to sheridan's and did a lot of talking and playing of instruments.. spiffy. drove back around 12, we were all kind of freaking about driving on the highway in a snowstorm so we did about 60 and listened to Regina Spektor and Alanis and good girly sing-along chants.. 7-11 was gross and they wouldnt let renee and i go to the bathroom together, you know, in case we were lesbians, so i emptied the tissues box into my bag and as we were walking out, a police car pulled up and arrested this guy pumping gas. yorkton excitement! went to this place bennett's housesitting, creepy snakes and fish and baby toys everywhere.. listened to the ruby suns till i fell asleep.

tuesday. went to this antique-ey store with katie and aussie lindsey and bought a little old nametag that said Nurse Goodhead, that was really funny. went to the thrift store and got jesus books and a dress and more earrings, and went to the ice cream cabin and we had soup and pancakes and lime milkshake. went to the mall and got a very cool thing for lindsey! yeah, you wait for it australia. went home and had supper, watched the number 23, really stupid even though i love jim carrey, its just not quality. went to tim's and kayla and chelsey took forever so we were planning mutany but then we rented the fifth saw movie (eek!) and carrie.

wednesday. today! went driving, it went oh so well and im oh so happy! started the car, no problem, turned to the right, turned to the left, straight forward, red light stop, green light go, down to 40 in school zone, up to 50 everywhere else, park in the parking lot at the mall, a little drifting shift to neutral.. my driving teacher still thinks my brain is too small for my oversized plenty spaced head, but she told me i could drive, not perfect but i could drive! coming from her it was like a gigantic hug. and as i pulled up in the driveway, head over feet came on the radio and i couldnt help but smile all over and tell her to have a good break till i'll see her friday. my one me-moment screw-up was that on the chart i realized i'd written my birthday down wrong.

shhh, today is lindsey's secret goodbye bash! its sooo sad she's leaving, yeah i bet stupid yarrawonga is thrilled, whatever australia. we told lindsey it was a party, but really we're just going to clone her and tie the real lindsey up in a basement and send clone lindsey home to aussie, and be like, bye bye lindsey! have fun! and then really keeping her here forever. muhahah.

pictures... will probably never come, i have a life, get over it. for your sake, i'll pretend they're coming up soon though. pictures coming soon, be excited!

Lou hearts Queensland, apparently

2009-02-16T23:26:00.000-08:00

if this isnt canadian, i mean, come on. there's a

wooden house and a pine tree and i had to fight

my way through a four foot snowbank just to hug it.

ask mikaela, okay, i cereally dont know.

a review or two

2009-02-15T13:13:00.000-08:00

Okay, so this is the best thing since sliced bread. Seriously. The stuff great legends are made of. In other words, Asobi Seksu (convenient Japanese name for a NYC indie band) has made the most beautiful album to date, Hush, an album dramatically consisting of lead vocalist Yuki’s sweet, fragile voice floating in and out of the layered guitars of second vocalist James Hanna. This is pure, dreamy pop beats, oozing with class and vitality. Imagine a compilation of Sonic Youth, My Bloody Valentine, Jesus and Mary Chain, Mazzy Star, and classic pop at it’s best, all put into a blender and processed to a smooth, uniform substance, with superior interior. The whole album is built around a glorious wall of sound that wraps itself around you, leaving you feeling ultimately satisfied and smiling from dimple to dimple.

Remember 1999? Remember …Baby, One More Time, remember the blond hair, the wonderfully superficial pop notes, the innocence of the Mickey Mouse Club’s last infinite virgin? I do. And I also remember that heartbreaking sensation you feel when a childhood hero turns into the biggest media chaos trooper since Michael Jackson, constantly showed off as a rapidly disorientated, sad specimen with no-where to go but down, down, deeper and down. As we all grew up and immerged into the millennium, Britney Spears lost strand after strand of dignity until all that was left was, well, her underwear on a stage at the VMA this past September. To name a so-called comeback album Cirkus after infamously and very publicly living life as a sideshow, critics and fans alike are wondering what has become of the pretty Disney girl. I apologize, but the album is rubbish. Even Womanizer, which might have satisfied your basic needs for a good-girl-gone-bad-type party song momentarily, grew old very fast. Buying this album would be like buying that sad, lonely little cage bird at the Asian street market, not because you really want to own it, but because you’re afraid something even worse will happen to it if left for someone else to handle.

Reviews for the paper, february.

It's not easy having a good time

2009-02-15T12:14:00.000-08:00

even smiling makes my face ache

Valentines day! Who cares.

Have been very, very sick. Flu?

Finally went out for about an hour yesterday and was absolutely pooped. We bought last-minute Valentines prezzies and candy and ice cream (a little vanilla bucket for a dollar each!) and said hi to Bennett at Co-op. Well actually we just kind of waved at him and walked past him, I think it brought him down a bit. Sorry.

Renee got a flower, but it was hard to say what it symbolized. It was an orchid. But it was brown. I mean wtf do you read from that?

Went home, ate ice cream, watched Vicky Christina Barcelona. Don't really know how I feel about it, it's quite artistic and Penelope Cruz and Scarlett Johanson are both exceptionally beautiful, but it was kind of a little desperately sexy.. Maybe I'm just not cut out for Spanish love affairs. Lindsay (not Aussie) came, slapped Renee around a bit, went to bed feeling cold and pale but happy. With newlywashed hair.

Talked to Martin, and Dad, and Bedstemor! I was very, very pleased, haven't heard my grandmother's voice in six months so that was amazing. Renee went to work today, I watched Rocky Horror and snivelled. Went for a walk, listened to Cat Power and those two lines from Expectations [Belle & Sebastian] which are like;
tell Veronica the secrets of the boy you never kissed/she's got everything to gain cause she's a fat girl with a lisp,
I thought it went; tell the running girl the secrets of the boy you never kissed/she's got everything to gain cause she's a fucker with a list.
yeah, so lyrics-googling proved me wrong yet again.

Next week is break, hurray hurray, only downside is I have to go driving three days in a row and I absolutely suck at it. I just hope I don't slip too bad on the ice and break something/someone.

Uh uh happy news! I'm going to Boston on the 17th of March, then New York, then Washington D.C. And I'm coming home to Copenhagen on the 3rd of July! So no Roskilde for me (sob sob) but who wants to go anyway when the second name announced is Slipknot? Yearh, no fanks, maybe next year. Definately going to Smukfest though; the Streets, Beth Hart, Trolle/Siebenhaar, choir of young believers, Ida Corr, Tina Dickow, Aura, Turboweekend..
Epic epic epic summer 09.

I can't wait for spring! Beautiful, refreshing, exciting spring! It's only two weeks away, I could smell it and feel it and it's like snow, it fills the air with excitement and expectations and you never really get disappointed even though it's rarely like you remembered it or thought it'd be.

I'm cold, I want ice cream. Outie!

clinging to not getting sentimental

2009-02-09T15:02:00.000-08:00

You used to get it in your fishnets
Now you only get it in your night dress
Started all the naughty nights with niceness
Landed in a very common crisis
Everything's in order in a black hole
Everything was pretty in the past though
That Bloody Mary's lacking in tabasco
Remember when he used to be a rascal?good by the monkeys, better by kate

Friday? Very good. Was sick all day, and got pretty sick of my stupid snivelling sounds and the embarrasement of not being able to hit the garbage can with my rolled-up tissues on first tries. Watched Weeds (episode with the little boy and the banana), Gilmore Girls (uh! season one! wear a bra, Rory), Friends (fire safety is not a joke, son) and My So-Called Life (like ODD'ed on it). Later I went to pick up Renee after work, and went to the Coffeehouse to wait for her, with Jac and Katie. Had green coconut bubbletea. Had a conversation with a 20-something guy because he looked like he might know Sean (Welcome to Reykjavik) and it turned out to be his neighbour! Score. Katie drove us to McDonald's for coffee and ice cream and junk, I had an ice cap and animal crackers. We passed these guys in an ugly car, and Katie was like: "dudes, that's an ugly car!" and they were like: "mum let us take hers out for the night". I think she knows them from somewhere, but its Miss Road-Rage Katie so who knows. Played ping-pong and looked at old naked pictures of Renee and Luc and old pictures at all the kids from school.

Weekend? Excellent. Went to the Ukranian Valentine's Dance and enjoyed this superamazing Ukranian dinner. Perogies (mashed potatoes in dough), potes (mashed potatoes), cabbage rolls (rice and cabbage and dough), Ukraine bread (baked dough), turkey stuffing (mixed with baked dough), Ukrainan salad (rice and cabbage), and chocolate mousse (no dough). Carbs, carbs, carbs, it was a feast, and then they danced. Kayla and Chels were pretty much illuminated with the kicks and the jumps and the twirls. Sarah joined. Pretty much hung around and mooched free stuff all night. Turns out I'm not as skilled a hiphop dancer as I once dreamed. Lindsey fell asleep akwardly on this little seat by Renee's bed with her head resting on the bed like a broken doll, and got picked up pretty precisely the next day. Surprised much?

annes canada

2009-02-08T17:53:00.001-08:00

Music Playlist at MixPod.com

Emilius 17 aar!

2009-02-07T08:08:00.001-08:00

Emilie Meldgaard
07/02-1992

Iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii dag

er det Emilies foedselsdag

hurraaah

hurraaaaaaaaaaaaah!

Kaereste Emilieskatt'bass,
tillykke med foedselsdagen, kors hvor er du gammel woman!
I love you, I love you, I love you, I looooove you!
Hav en uforglemmelig dag - kort kommer snart,
gave kommer til foraaret :)<3

pretty in pink

2009-02-01T18:31:00.000-08:00

cupcakes, cupcakes, cupcakes!

Renee: "hey, if God was smart... (long pause)... he'd make people so that they could adapt to any situation.. like, say they were drowning, they'd suddenly develop gills! Say they were pushed off a building! They'd get wings! Everyone would jump off buildings and fly far, far away from their problems.."
Anne: "Renee, you... gimme that cupcake."

she looks to me alright

2009-02-01T17:52:00.000-08:00

the line is a dot to you

Renee: "Put them on a slippery surface.."
Anne: "..a buttery sled on a icy hill!"

looks to me like heaven sent

no lullaby kid no five procent

any way you want to cut that cake

she's dyin' from the likes of abandonment

lost in the valley without my horses

she needs somebody to hold

it looks to me like heaven

sent this for your roughest night

she looks to me

she looks to me all right

who's going to take you home

and hold you when things aren't so bright

she looks to me

she looks to me all right

it's a long walk down those tracks

it's a dirty walk in

it's a dirty walk back

gonna learn awe way too much

shootin' dope in the back

of a cadillac jack

slow down the road to my back 40

she needs somebody to hold

down in the south seas

give me your mouth please

resuscitation

is the way I find these

i give you major

you give me minor

don't fade away

like an ocean liner, now

lost in the valley

without my horses

no one can tell me

what my remorse is

god made this lady

that stands before me

she need somebody to hold

she shows the world up with a smile

and then she throws the fight

she looks to me she looks to me all right

down on the bathroom floor

she's searching for another light

she looks to me she looks to me all right

Dear Lindsey,

2009-01-31T23:51:00.000-08:00

It's late, and Renée and I miss you already.

Why arent you here?

Your smell is incense burning
Your touch is silken yet
It reaches through my skin
And moving from within
It clutches at my breast

You're my soulmate, Lindsey.

You're OUR soulmate.

Come baaack! Come baaack!*

[*must be said like Cate Winslet when she wants the boat to come back and save her]

luc's song

2009-01-31T22:42:00.000-08:00

[this is a parody]

Luc's Song by hoping it's a pony

so i have a brother named luc
when he cares too much, he sometimes whistles
Like a fox, he's in a hurry
With an inane expression;
And matching socks

He's so hip he's a bone
he's so smelly he's alone
son of teacher, daughter's preacher
just him and his box
under the bleechers

He's picky and oh so slick
Drink a diet coke, grab a firehose
Solid guy, with brown eyes
Kinda smart, kinda not
Check his nose;
does he have snot?

luuuuuuuuuueeeeey
luuuuuuuuuueeeeey
gooey, schmoooey, decent luc
luuuuuuuuuueeeeey
luuuuuuuuuueeeeey
vibrant like a fox in a box

La la la ca ca midgets
No no no ne nox
Drifting as he drops
Slipping from his socks
Bleeeeeep.

this song has been modified [red words] due to graphic mature context

Luc Digout
hostbrother and box-wearer
(actually not this unattractive in real life)

red ball

2009-01-31T22:15:00.000-08:00

Red Ball by hoping it's a pony

we have all our lives to be in love

all our lives to slip and fall

all our lives to pull you down

all our lives to trip and drown

all our lives to sing and swing

all our lives to catch the match

all our lives to bow with a cow

all our lives to believe

all our lives to retreive

the red ball on the neighbour's lawn

lalalalaaaah, the neighbour's lawn

your turn to go there

lalalalaaaah, another cow

your turn to tip it over

and over and over and over

it's a moose! it's italian! it's sporadic! it's contagious!

all our lives to miss the peace

all our lives to smack that beast

all our lives to teach Zac Morgan how to dance

all our lives to spill coffee beans

and tambourines

all our lives to watch the pretty lady

hit the pretty lady's pretty little girl

lalalalaaaah, the neighbour's lawn
your turn to go there
lalalalaaaah, another cow
your turn to tip it over
and over and over and over
it's a moose! it's italian! it's sporadic! it's contagious!

it's a plan! it's not enough! it's believable! it's over!

lalalalaaaah, all our lives to care

Renée Digout
hostsister and friend

I hate this place but I love these chords

2009-01-31T21:06:00.000-08:00

...you guessed it. It's been a pretty hectic new exciting different amazing metamorphosis week of my life, this one.Monday. Took my English final exam with shaking hands. Flunked it? Nailed it? Not sure.

Tuesday. Went ecstatic when I heard I had gotten a new hostfamily, the Digouts. Packed my bags, there was a lot, slept for ages.

Wednesday. Moved in with the Digouts! How amazing is life? Very, very amazing.

Thursday. Settled in. Went to the doctor and got more ear-medicine drugs (yeah, sure Anne, for your ears. Very likely). I had a fever. Did sweet nothing with Renee, watched some more My So-Called Life and went sledding. Missed Malene a bit, we would always go sledding and lie in the snow and discuss the world and the lifes within it, and then drink hot chocolate with Marie-bisquits!

Friday. Lindsey came, yuhu! Renee and I were both asleep, so we were kind of sucky for a bit, but then we went shopping. Called my Daddy for a while. Bought Lindsey an emergency whistle, you know what it's for Lindsey, it's almost as good as the First Timer's kit for the soulmate. Made dinner, it was pretty epic, lots of burning and oozing and stuff. Made cupcakes and tons and tons of icing. Gave Tyler some. Went to the coffeehouse and saw Welcome to Reykjavik and the Emerson Letters, sweet and loveable and blueberry tea. Acoustic.

(cupcakes we tried to do. wait for the real thing. blows minds, castrates people, all in all powerful!)

Saturday. Woke up on the floor with Twizzler coloured drool all over my chin. Lindsey spilt coffee all over the stove and in the cinnamon buns. Ha ha. Ate cupcakes, brushed teeth, posted stuff, went to Luc's basketball game. Some guy got sacked, it was pretty hilarious. Went to the antique store and to the Bitchy Old Lady's bookstore, Thrifty Mama's (sounds inviting for little children, doesnt it?), and to the dance equipment store. Saw the friends episode where Ross is wearing the tiny shirt and he's like "I'll just go home and.. relaaax!", and where Phoebe asks why it's Spiderman and not Spiderman. Renee went on a hot hot date with this Zac guy and saw the Curious Case of Benjamin Button, and brought me back an ice cap, which would make me sound pretty sad, except I spend the three hours without her hanging out with Lindsey and Luc and Bennett and these other people who don't think I smell (suck on that, Renee!) or play pingpong badly. Was a very graceful pingpong champion until I fell and smacked my head in the back of the couch, which no-one saw even.

And now Renee's back, I can smell her feet from a mile away and she's pushing me in the loveseat which is fairly uncomfortable so now I must go and poke her till she leaves or at least changes footwear. Ciao!

Children by January

2009-01-31T20:48:00.000-08:00

I'm very sorry I wasn't able to put up all these january kids' birthdays on their actual birthdays, but stuff's been happening, and here they are now! Yay!

Happy birthday to my grandfather Ted, on the 6th, the Irish in my vains, the blue in my eyes, and the reason I love poetry and architecture.

Happy birthday to Klara, on the 3rd, we all miss you so much! She's going to leave her soul in Argentina, even if her heart is returning to us in june.

Happy birthday Carina, on the 30th, my favourite grown-up cousin, who is mellow and happy and reminds me of comfort and growing up in an old-fashioned house in the country with hot chocolate and snow angels and a crazy/beautiful neighbourhood.

Sneezing Horizontally

2009-01-26T07:46:00.000-08:00

OKAY OKAY OKAY by hoping it's a pony
Are you ready?
Don't do this to me.
Are you ready?
You're overwhelming.
Lying on the ground, we thought we could be this way forever
Lying to your mom, you thought you could hide that trace forever
Whispering through a forest full of trees with teeth instead of ears
Sneezing horizontally
--
Are you ready?
I don't believe you.
Are you ready?
I don't need this.
Lying on the porch, the clouds covering the stars
I told you where to look for Jupiter and Mars
Calling out your name and having that guy call it back to me
Sneezing horizontalleeeeeey
Sneezing horizontalleeeeeey
..

AK: Vi sku skrive en bog!
Anne: Ja, om vores TO interne jokes..
AK: Tre! Der var tre!

Anne: Jeg ved godt, han er homoseksuel, men jeg elsker ham! Jeg elsker ham!
Meldgaard: Det her, Anne, er fuldstaendigt ligesom at ligge hjemme paa din seng og drikke te og spise is!

So, this weekend, we made Australia Day posters, watched My So-Called Life, Pretty in Pink and All-Stars Hockey. Yummy yummy Eric. Ate about a kilo of Twizzlers. Studied (BAHAHA as if). Sweated a bit about final exams, that'll do for this week's work-out. Washed my hear. Cleaned my teeth. Emilie and AK called, it was the best! I love you!
Had a dream about Lasse, my gourgeous darling, couldnt get it out of my head, I realise I miss him more than I thought I would. He was just always.. there. And now he's not. But he will be. I love him in my heart of hearts, always will.
Found this tee and decided that, if I don't buy this, my life will cease to function.

Here it goes, here it goes, here it goes again now.

2009-01-20T12:19:00.000-08:00

'emulation' a strong desire to achieve something.

I just got off the models.com site, after starring into the beautiful, dreamseekingly wandering eyes of Amanda, my ol' pal Lasse's best friend and fave Lewonderland co-writer.
I can't believe how stunning she is - such an unaware affair. Wow. That girl's going places.
So anyway, after getting over my new big lesbian crush (I heart Amanda buttons and caps are already paid for and on their way), I was going to settle down and do my French homework. Bahaha! Désolé Madame Maître, je ne peux pas être dérangé! Instead, Guy from English #1 took up the wastepaper basket and tried dumping it on Guy from English #2, but #2 ducked and so the library got flooded in recyclable paper and pieces of messy cardboard.

English Language Arts 30B

2009-01-19T11:36:00.000-08:00

So for once I'm sitting here, in class, in front of a computer,

not procrastinating. I would be proud of myself, if it wasn't

for the fact that I am not not procrastinating by choice - I

literally have nothing to do. Well, not literally. Literally, I

could get off this comfy chair with the funny spinning wheels

on them, and yes, literally, I could go down the hallway and

locate my locker, and, to end this off with a big shibang, I

could find the math reviews I didn't do in Mexico and get

'er done.

I am a very ambitious, hardworking factory girl, in theory.

Today, English was particularly eventful. Guy with freakishly straight hair dyed his hair black. Boy, Confused, was reading Seventeen and then somehow decided to toss it, and not even in the recycling bin. Lincoln told me he'd missed me, and then ignored me for the rest of the class. Oh, Lincoln.

I decided, that if I'm ever going to dye my hair, like actually dye it dye it, I'll dye it brown, my exact shade and nuance, or maybe with one shade difference. And then I'll always wear it up. That way, people can be like "what's up?" and I'll be like "my dyed hair". Or, if I, when I return to center in june, am all fat, people will be like (anxiously); "you look different" and I'll be like, "yearh, I dyed my hair".

One thing I can't stand, is when people constantly go: "good for you". It's so annoying! It's like, it's not really the same as being appreciative and saying "cool" or "great" or "cowabunga!", it's more like a "I will believe that you believe you are speaking the truth". In Danish we call it speaking giraffe. I think. There should be a picture here.

Oh, Jesus. Gotta love 'im.

Deep beneath the cover of another perfect wonder

2009-01-19T10:34:00.000-08:00

where it's so white as snow

Katie says: pretend you're me and say what I would say!

I dag var saa min foerste dag tilbage i skole - dejligt! Jeg er lidt bagud i, tjaeh, alting.. Men det er okay, og alle var saa soede og totalt ANNEEE!! agtige, saa ja, en dejlig dag. Jeg tjekkede min mail, det er cirka to doegn siden jeg tjekkede den sidst, saa blev lidt skuffet over den lille sum ikke-Facebook eller spam relateret mail der laa og ventede paa mig.. Endnu et nytaarsforsaet; bliv bedre til at skrive mails!

OTAY just got the last of many ultimate messages bashing me about the language issue, this one from Mikaela, I guess it's time to make this a fullblown English blog. Sorry, grandma!

I should go get a good new word for today. Let's see... Aha!

'mirth' great joy

Today, I got the happy, happy news that I am in this year's drama production at school, and I got, in my own humble opinion, the best part - Sigmund Freud! I can't wait to get started playing a German old-school sexologist scientist and, especially, cooking up a good, disgustingly accurate accent.. Who knows? Maybe I can't speak German after all. Ach, du lieber Augustin.

Katie says: write about me! But she is kind of smelly today, so you know, I don't really feel like getting into this. Wait, maybe if she leaves (B/O distance) I can write something really good. Like this; Katie is annoying, Katie is spoiled, Katie is disgusting, Katie (still, even from a distance!) smells funky, Katie has no friends, Katie's ambition in life is to be the guy who puts the stickers on Granny Smith apples, Katie carries around old smelly lunch boxes, Katie never showers, Katie is a moron. Actually, I might just be jealous of her, because Katie just got a new car. Katie sucks. And that's the bell.

Dum-tada dum is the sound of my heart

2009-01-17T21:48:00.000-08:00

'permutation' the process or result of making or becoming different.

Velkommen til 2009! Det er crazy, at tiden går så stærkt, og jeg er hjemme i Danmark igen om fem måneders tid. Crazy! Mexico var skønt, højdepunkterne var;

Hiking: En ufatteligt kedeligt sportart, som går ud på at gå i timevis i ujævnt terræn, oftest med ældre og mere erfarne entusiaster som eneste selskab. Opturen ved hiking var, da Bara og jeg blev adskilt fra flokken, og vildforne som vi var, måtte finde vores egen vej hjem igennem den mexicanske regnskov.
En bred strand og en masse tid: at lade sig forbrune mens havets brusen, en nyligt oploaded iPod og A Lover Needs A Guitar lader opmærksomheden sejle videre til et ukendt sted.
Kærlighed til folket: Mexicansk musik, fuldent med marracas og banjoer, er virkelig det mest fantastiske junk at danse til.
Corona: er et andet for "halo". How lovely.
Hot!Hot!Hot!: bikini-klædte temperaturere fra morgen til sen aften. At Saskatchewan rundede de minus fyrre grader imens gjorde ikke glæden mindre.

MEN i Obamas ånd, og med det nye år taget i betragtning, er det tid til en ændring. Mine nytårsforsæt er;

Leve mere, tænke mindre.
Drikke mere vand.
Sende flere håndskrevne breve.
Write more in English for the weak-eyed Aussies.
Visit family more in Denmark.
Eat more peanutbutter.
Run for president of Nauru.

2009 is a change! Looking forward to inauguration, Martin Luther King, Jr.'s Birthday, and meeting the Pope as a teenager. Pictures from Mexico will come up as soon as I stop procrastinating. So, never. Deal.

GODT NYTÅR!

Lasse!<3

2009-01-06T14:46:00.001-08:00

Tillykke med foedselsdagen skattbass :)<3

Lasse Nord

06/01-1992

Mexico, first impressions.

2009-01-05T19:47:00.000-08:00

Annes Puerto Vallarta

2008-12-31T09:03:00.000-08:00

Kære alle, så tager jeg til Mexico på fredag, d. 2. januar.

Er hjemme ca. d. 16, håber i får et fantastisk Nytår!

Kom godt og sikkert ind i 2009 <3!

KÆR
LIG
HED
Jeres AnnePande <3

Magnus!<3

2008-12-26T09:57:00.000-08:00

Okay, der er endnu tre dage til, men her er den:

Tillykke, Magnus min elskede superskat!!

29/12-1992

Cindy!<3

2008-12-26T09:38:00.000-08:00

Tillykke, min Cindyskatt'basse!!

Endelig blev hun 16!

27/12-1992

Karoline!<3

2008-12-26T08:52:00.000-08:00

Tillykke, min kære Karoline-skat!
26/12-1992

So, this is Christmas!

2008-12-24T11:45:00.000-08:00

GLÆDELIG JUL!

Glædeligt jul! Bemærk kjolen, Mor! :)

Canadisk julebag

Julegaverne fra Troy og Tyler, de lavede dem selv!

Jeg lavede morgendrinks til dem, der endnu
ikke drikker kaffe.

Tusinde tak for alle pakkerne, brevene og beskederne
jeg har fået i de sidste fire måneder! Tak til Bedstemor
for den smukke halskæde, tak til familien Pagaard for
billedet og den dejlige danskerforsendelse, tak til Mogger
Lise og Löfferne for juleredningen, tak til Rikke, tak til
Farfar og Ruth og tak til Farmor og Neil!
Glædelig jul allesammen <3

Glædelig Jul, Magnus! Endnu et naturligt søndagsbillede,
fra mig til dig dagen før juleaftensdag (:

Tak Farfar! Hvor er det altså fint!!

I julehumør med Hannah som påhæng (:

Glædelig og Godt Nytår!

Familien tager ud til deres lille hytte ved søen fra den 25. eller 26, hvor der ingen internet er. Fra den 2. januar til den 16. er jeg i Mexico, og kan nok godt nåes på mailen, men ikke alt for ofte - ha' en rigtig skøn jul og et fantastisk Nytår, vi ses i 2009!

I caught the cold and there wasn't even a pot of gold

2008-12-12T18:23:00.000-08:00

How to not die of boredom on a stay-at-home friday

Stay under the covers as long as humanly possible
and get the ultimate amount of bed peace.

Realize that you are too warm, take off all
your pj stuff and covers, start freezing again,
put all your stuff back on, repeat as necessary.

Stop annoying everyone with your stupid constant cough,
brave yourself to enter the kitchen and try not to touch too much.

Go back and forth between bed, kitchen and bathroom.
Take a shower so you're not too smelly.
Accept that showering actually doesn't change the smell
at all. But the clean clothes helps a little.

Now that you are technically clean, you don't wanna stay
in bed anymore. Go and watch TV. Canadian daytime TV
is amazingly awsome, whereas all the Danish channelse usually
show is Days of Our Lives.

Eat something.

Take a break from TV. Rest your eyes on cartoons.
"This is what birds think angels look like"

Reminisce about those happy active days where you
weren't sick and pathetic. Feel bad for yourself.
Go and record your feelings in your emotional diary.
Tear out the page because of whineyness overload.

Your family comes home! Hurray! They
have a package for you, from your unbelivably
awsome sister, who understands your
cow-obsession and enables you with this
supercool, all-vegan American Apparel
tee and a cardboard calf
- Tak, Rikke! Du er for sej <3

Get called up by your favourite Frisco
Martin and talk for about an hour about
American Affairs and other amazingness.

Agree with Martin that we miss Malene on this side of the
Atlantic, that Christmas simply isnt the same without her
constant countdown... And suddenly I realise that it's the
12/12, six months til Malene turning seventeen!
Congrats, santa-baby<3
Hang up and watch tv, facebook-chat with Anders
Matthesen and take some heavy medicine that knocks
you off to pretty rainbow sleep.

Indtroducing Lindsey

2008-12-11T18:59:00.000-08:00

A great roomie appeals to all senses

A great roomie doesn't mind your clutter, or complains
about your lack of organizational skills. A great roomie
speaks her mind and understands your enthusiams,
even the meaninglessly stupid ones.

A great roomie knows, that solidarity is everyhting.
she celebrates weekly holidays with you, like Pyjama Night,
the festive slumberparty-ish day previously known
as Laundry Day. She doesn't mind the touch of getting
her hands all dirty when cleaning the bathroom either.

A great roomie doesn't just accept your music
and let you occasionaly play it from the Doc system;
she will dance with you to stupid Danish music,
listen and sing along to Kimya Dawson and Antsy Pants,
and even whip out a dazzling collection of her own
Aussie-evergreens on her spankingtastic iPod.
We both enjoyed the "Legendary Sounds of the
Didjerido", thank you Lindsey's mum!

A great roomie isn't afraid to taste all the
glorious of Canadian pastries, Danish christmas-
candies (Tak, Moster Lise!) and set her teeth
in regular lovely junk like Reese's Pieces and Twizzlers.
(A great roomies isn't afraid to share it, either)

A great roomie is a friend, who sees you for who
you are, even if that who is a gal quite like myself.
And she doesn't mind your food-stained, wash-craving,
grown-man-sized slacker-grey coloured Levi's sweats'
distinctive smells after nearly two weeks of persistent
laundry-strike. Oh well...
Kenzo Amour covers everything, right?

Hamlet's Tragic Flaw is Procrastination

2008-12-11T17:35:00.000-08:00

Important things to do on a tuesday

Cut a tiny little christmas tree (ours is pretty big though),
bedazzle it with all-important ornaments of personal value (awsome
DVDs, hairpieces, candy wrappers, polaroid-pictures, the
works), place it in a special place (close to all that is holy to us).

Drink lots of fluids.

Be creative and invent your own christmas carols.
Do one that rhymes with wenus.

Upload and update your iPod, get distracted by Facebook,
get inspired and blog all your pictures, even the really old ones.
Pretend that you're actually working on an important
project and conveniently have the time to upload a little
pictures in the meanwhile, but actually spend 22 minutes
just making up a stupid word pun for your blog entry title.

Stop procrastinating and do your actually important
work, like the English essay that was due last tuesday.

Soundtrack:

Anything off Rage Against the Machine; Evil Empire

Read this: George Orwell: Nineteen Eighty-Four

2. søndag i advent

2008-12-11T16:29:00.001-08:00

December.Lindsey & jeg - SASK 2008/09!Lindseys og mit vinglasformede skøjtehulSneen skulle væk før der kunne skøjtes

Smukt decemberlys

SÅ er det december, og Canada bliver bare smukkere og smukkere! Et par stemningsbilleder fra den 2. søndag i advent...

Remember December?

2008-12-09T17:01:00.000-08:00

Anden søndag i advent.

Vi sov længe, skøjtede på familiens lille vandhul, og drak hhv lækker kaffe og varm kakao

Snehvid december!

Skuespiller spiller skuespil

2008-12-08T19:30:00.001-08:00

Så er det december, og musicalen er
slut. Her er et par stemningsbilleder
fra den sidste aften.

Oh So Musical!

2008-11-22T11:11:00.000-08:00

Åhhh, så er det snart musical-tid! Vi har rehearsals fra søndag til tirsdag, og vi optræder for et publikum fra onsdag til næste søndag.. puha! Denne sidste lørdag inden det hele går løs vil jeg bruge på lektier, America's Next Top Model, god morgenkaffe og søvn!

Ha' det godt til næste opdate!

KÆR
LIG
HED

Anne xx

Rikke 19 år!!

2008-11-22T10:51:00.001-08:00

IB-Student '08

London oktober '07

Rikke 19 år!!

Gid jeg kunne være der, håber du (endelig) har fået mit kort! :)
Ha' en rigtigt dejlig dag, og nyd dit sidste år som teknisk teenager! Muhahaha, hvor er du gammel :)

Kys og kram,
fra din lillesøster for evigt!<3

Family Days

2008-11-22T10:25:00.000-08:00

Fredag lavede vi forretter, som vi spiste til at dinner party
dagen efter - i selskab med familiens venner, som var
rigtigt hyggelige og sjove at være sammen med!

Hannah med mustache
- husk at november er Movember! (www.movember.com)

Et billede fra september :)

Hannah og Sadie, som vi passer mens familien Pindus er på ferie!

Halloweeners

2008-11-22T09:36:00.000-08:00

Jacey, Sarah, Jac & Sarah

Så blev det Halloween, oktobers sidste dag - og på skolen gik folk helt ud! Stort set alle på skolen havde iført sig et eller andet utraditionelt, der var en fantastisk stemning, og en masse entusiastisk latter i gangene.

Mine yndlingsudklædte var Scooby-Doo gruppen, fire talenter fra 12. klasse der havde iklædt sig som de fem medlemmer; Welma, Daphney, Shaggy, Fred and Scooby-Doo, og endda malet en gammel, rusten van præcis som The Mystery Machine!!

Gæt selv hvad jeg kom som! (: Det var en dejlig dag, og efter skole tog jeg med Renée og en masse andre ud og trick og treate, og derefter hjem i Renées kælder og hygge med film, bordtennis og et ton slik i overklasse!

Første billede fra venste; Tyson, Jeremy, Stacy, Cara & Chris!
The Mystery Machine er malet af og tilhører Chris :)

Chelsey som 80s Dancer, og Emily som Little Dead Riding Hood

Chelsey, min lab-buddy

Amanda og Emily

Kelsey og Kylie

Delyse og Kim

3 foot snake

Renée og mig <3>

Pumpkin!

Drama Queens

2008-10-20T20:07:00.000-07:00

Musical rehearsal on a sunday
My stuff in a pile; orange jacket, vintage purse from paris, Erfurt scarf, rubber boots, knitted socks, bag of candy.

Lindt Chili Chocolate Mousse.. Let me hear you whisper; "Oohhhhh"

Cara & Jody - front row seats
performances; Lumiere, Cogsworth, Mrs. Potts
Dayton in all his pride and glory.new earbling

Cara and the new tattoo

2008-10-20T20:04:00.000-07:00

Rodeo Drive

2008-10-20T18:53:00.000-07:00

Saturday we went to the rodeo. It was quite awsome. I've never seen this in real life before, so it came as a dainty surprise to me how rough the show actually was - riders were thrown into the air, wild bulls rambled into the white fencing, special competitions for bullriders of the age 16 and down were held.. spectacular, spectacular!

Despite the somehow actionpacked performance, other smaller things also caught my eye - like the frequency of very mature (& also very young) cowboys, both in and out of the ring, carrying blue American jeans, boots, hats, plaid shirts and little scarfs. Some wearing extravagant slacks as well (while all I can think of is of course possothespat), and wearing all with greatest manly pride. It made me want to laugh really loudly, but out of sheer joy and no mockery intended.
We ate crappy cheeseburgers and had a wonderful time. As a little treat, I saw this beautiful little blonde girl wearing dark skinny jeans, long black boots and a white long knitted sweater - and french braids. So cute and very scandinavian!

Sunday was a chill-day with casual wear, blue junk juice and a very weathered road. Mischa was picture-shy, of reasons I will not mock his reputation by displaying here...

Guadalajara, Mexico.

2008-10-19T11:08:00.000-07:00

Min fantastiske IEC, Anita, rejser snart til Mexico med sin mand, for at være der de næste fire måneder. Deres midlertidige exchange student, Bárá fra Tjekkiet, er inviteret til at komme og bo hos dem et par uger mens de er derovre, på et hotel sammen med dem i Guadalajara.

Og fordi jeg er supergode venner med Bárá, har Anita inviteret mig med! Det eneste jeg selv skal betale er flybilletten, mad et par af dagene, samt egen underholdning (læs: shop-ping!).

Så ja, jeg glæder mig helt utroligt meget! Turen bliver omkring to uger, enten i starten af december eller januar.

Guadalajara er en by med meget historie, men også meget nyere kultur - det er Mexicos først Smart City, og den er blevet kåret som den mexicanske udgave af Silicon Valley, på grund af de stigende økonomiske, teknologiske og infrastrukturelle faktorer.

Jeg glæder mig SÅ meget - der skal shoppes (jeg tænker at jeg må finde en poncho alla den America Ferrera tuller rundt i på settet?), hygges, slappes af og opleves! Og så er latinamerika jo bare det venligste sted på jorden - har jeg hørt!

Guadalajara, baby, here I come!

Stuff & Thoughts on October 16th

2008-10-16T22:47:00.000-07:00

This was the road I faced yesterday. Global warming takes its tow on the Canadian autumn. It's so beautiful, crisp, white snow, untouched as the birds sing their tunes in the morning sky.
Pretty (:
My eyes change colour depending on my mood. Here in Canada, it's more significant than ever. My eyes are never as grey as they were in Denmark - either greenish blue or light blue. I'm thinking about being a geeky Scandinavien for Halloween, hence the Wayfarers :b
Rachael Yamagata, listen to the tunes and you'll never feel the same again! Her voice is carrying me above everything. So today, on the 16th, I hung out with Mischa and Marion from the Regional :b Mischa is from Hamburg and Marion is Swiss... I love this picture of Mischa, it's sooo cute - and I'm the ultimate Cookie Monster! Coincidence? I think not (:

Så modtog jeg en håndfuld post, plus en note om at en pakke er ankommet til mig - jeg tænker; afsender: mor?
Der var også et brev fra Cindy som fik mig til at græde en lille smule, papirer fra de canadiske autoriteter angående min provinsielle sygesikring, samt mit Canadiske kørekort!! Og billedet er sgu bedre end forventet - og der står jeg er 5'6'', meget kært :b

Soundtracket til det meste af oktober har været meget blandet - men jeg har lyttet meget til Sys Bjerre's "Kegle", som MJ fra Camp sagde mindede hende om mig.. Og jeg er enig (:

SYS BJERRE/Kegle
Jeg er altid den der ikke har forstået
Jeg dukker op den forkerte dag
Jeg kan ikke danse uden at smadre noget
Jeg har altid 14 krydser på hænderne
Jeg bliver for stiv på første date
Jeg har altid noget mellem tænderne

For sent igen
The story of my life
Jeg er ikke perfekt men
Jeg ved det menneskelig at fejle
Og jeg har accepteret at jeg er en kegle

Jeg køber altid junk på internettet
Jeg brænder altid maden på
Jeg taber din mobil i toilettet

For sent igen
The story of my life
Jeg er ikke perfekt men
Jeg ved det menneskelig at fejle
Og jeg har accepteret at jeg er en kegle

Hvis du er ligesom mig
en lille smule speciel
Og ofte krummer dine tæer over dig selv
Så lad være at give op og skamme dig ihjel
Come join the club
vi elsker dig alligevel
Jeg ved det menneskelig at fejle
Og jeg har accepteret at jeg er en kegle
Jeg ved det menneskelig at fejle
Og jeg har accepteret at du er en kegle

Snow, Tea & Sunny-D

2008-10-14T22:00:00.000-07:00

At the coffeehouse with Jac & Katie.. Sikke et fantastisk hyggeligt sted! Musikken var jazz og folk i crowded med nerver af stål. Norah Jones-type toner, blandet med den rå stil i huset og den gode kaffe mindede mig om det irske funk band, The Almos Funk Band, som brød op for mange år siden -min irske fætter Patrick var trommeslageren.

Football game. Lad mig bare sige, her er en sportsgren som er waaaay overraided! Det er jo egentligt bare rugby med mere sikkerhedsudstyr! Og flere irriterende små regler. Vi gav op med at følge med i spillet og fandt på gode slagssange i stedet.. Hyggeligt.

Boys & Girls; Always wear rubber!

Sne i oktober - og den ligger stadig derude foran mit vindue og giver mig den smukkeste solopgang jeg nogensinde har set.