Bilar and Wings

What I am thinking right now:

There are clothes beside my bed right now. I have a bookshelf. That bookshelf tells something about me. Not just because of the books but because of all the other things that are in it. Like pictures and figures and candy and CD's. Bilar. That's "Cars" in English. Bilar is Nynorsk. Bokmål is the other written language in Norway. There are two.

I saw this guy in a park once. He waited a long, long time for a butterfly to spread its wings. When it did, he got a great picture. Patience works. I have a white curtain. If it's not in the way of my view, I can see my garden. Right now it's not getting dark. No matter the time of day. A lot in my room is actually white. Some of the frames, my closet, my bookshelf, my bed, the walls. Hm. Hayley Williams is looking at me from the closet door. There are some posters behind the closet that I can not see. Chickens can be cool. I guess. I have never seen a real vulcano. I don't know if I want to. I don't want to be there when it blows.

Not good.

- Seriously Curious

RainandWindagainstSun and Johnny Depp

What to do when the ocean calls? Get on a boat, eat a Baot-is, lay down (or stand on the deck) and enjoy the weather, the ocean and the calm. Especially if it's sun set. When the sky is red and yellow and pink and purple. That feeling. That feeling is... wonderful.

It's raining. It just won't stop. It refuses. I'm getting annoyed with the rain. The rain and the sun should have some kind of deal. It can rain in the night and the sun can shine in the day. Something like that. Maybe they're having some kind of competition. Maybe they bribe or blackmail the wind. I guess the rain has more on the wind than the sun. Maybe the rain and the wind are working together against the sun. I don't know. Maybe the sun is on vacation. No, it's always there being a star and all. It's more likely that the rain and wind are cooperating against the sun. 

I'm just saying. You who have sun right now, enjoy it!

Wild.

I heart books. Although they can be annoying. Sometimes when the describtion of a room is too long or when I'm waiting for a answer and the author just won't give it to me. That's a smart trick. It does make it exciting; you must read and read until you get the answer you seek. 

//Picture Private

I am now updating the other "sites" too. I'm thinking about Italy these days. Just thinking. 

Weird seeing Johnny Depp in a such insecure role. I loved it. They are good together; Angelina and Johnny. Worth seeing. 

- Seriously Curious

Fish and Fish

Where is the limit? The limit between selfish and too kind? How far can one go to protect a friendship? How far can one go in the process of hurting yourself to not hurt others? I don't know. But not too far.

This is Dory. She is a fish. She forgets things. She found Nemo.

This is Nemo. He is a fish. He has a father that is not funny. His mother died. He was found by Dory.

Finding Nemo is a cute film. It has a lot of prototypes in it. Fish are people. Kind of. The sharks are like vegetarians and the turtles are just cool. I think they try to show us that one day we have to grow up. We have to learn to push ourselves and not be afraid of the open water (metaphor).

Guess what. Yees. Skittles! Skittles is fresh and yum-yum and colorful. Yellow as the sun. Green as grass. Orange as... Nemo. Red like roses. Purple as... a purple pencil. In the summer (or just when it's a little bit sun outside) I like to sit (lay) down and relax with Skittles.

- Seriously Curious

Happiness and Music

Happiness. It might appear for just a second, a minute, an hour, a day, a week, but when it does appear, it's wondeful, lovely, genious, good, awesome. There are different kinds of happiness, and it might appear in strange places and at strange times. A touch of a hand. A smile. A grade. A hug. Sunshine. A film. A picture. A memory. Rain. Snow. Colours. A pen. A rainbow. Writing. Laughing. Laughing. Laughing. It's good for the soul and the heart and the day and the people around you. Laugh like you've never laughed before!

Love this song when I have accomplished something I've been longing for. Memories  ♥

- Seriously Curious

BornThisWay and WeHeartIt

Hospitals are weird things. Good things, but weird. A little bit annyoing too. You might walk in as sick and walk out healthy. But you can walk in as healthy and walk out sick, too.

//We Heart It. We tried that too:

Yeah, so, that was a good day. Sun, warmth, ocean, pictures, friend, food, shoes. Aaah. May the summer come.

And we left our footprints. That's a weird thing too. The "how will I be remembered" and "who will I be remembered as". Hopefully I'll be remember as a likeable girl. I want to be remembered as me. But who doesn't want that. Don't be born a original and die as a fake. Lady Gaga - Born This Way. It's just so random. And cool. And weird. That I am born. That I am me. That I am born in a free country. And so on.

//We Heart It.
Music can really save a day. Sometimes it's all I need to take a pause from the other thing in my life. It also helps me concentrate.

- Seriously Curious

Children and Ladybugs

The happiness of a child. The time a child uses. All the time in the world. Sometimes nowadays, I try to be a little childish. Not in the childish-play-a-game kind of childish. More like taking-my-time-home-from-school-studying-things-and-enjoying-life childish. About children, they are worth listening to. You might laugh because you think they seem silly, but it's so interesting what they're thinking about. They might not know all the words we do and might not formulate sentences as good, but they are interested in things we might ignore. Might have forgot. Might never even thought of. Just listen to them. Listen closely. You might learn something.

About that childish thingy: Since I take the bus home from school, I can't walk home. And since I have a lot of homework and stuff at home I don't have all the time in the world either. At least that's what I've been telling myself. Today, I stopped and looked at the sort of pit/river of water next to the bus stop. I haven't noticed it in a really long time. Yesterday, I stopped and took pictures of a ladybug. Thanks to you dear Ladybug, for your patience.

Pasta. Good. Really good indeed. It's weird how food tastes different from time to time, place to place. If you're in a good mood, the food will taste delicious. If you're in a bad mood, the food won't even go down. If you eat something in Italy or France or anyplace, it will not taste the same as home. A dish could taste wonderful in Spain, but when you made it at home, it wasn't the same success.

- Seriously Curious

WalkingOnWater and OtherPlacesOutThere

Wouldn't it be nice to walk on water? Would it be like standing on the floor in my living room, or would I go up and down with the waves? Could I be standing on one foot without sinking? Could I sit down? If I tripped a ball, would it come up again or would it just lay there on the surface? Would the fishes bite me? Could something in the water pull me down? Could I have a ride with a dolphin? Is there some shoes that can make that possible?

Hand cream.

Love Song - Sara Bareilles. Suddenly one day while I was at work, BAM, the song was in my head. Such a long time since I've heard it. The song is just lovely, great, wonderful. To me, it's a summer song, and since it's summer soon, I welcome it back into my life with a smile.

So, I've been thinking about something. I wonder if there are others planets like ours, or not like ours, out there. Maybe they live in the Stone Age, or maybe they will visit us soon with their super-fancy spacecraft. I wonder if they look like us or if they look totally different. Maybe they have the same problems like us or maybe they live in something called peace. Hard to understand. I will probably mention this later on too.

- Seriously Curious