Busy.

I have been soooo busy that it's been nearly impossible for me to update. Today in particular had a lot of ups and downs... but mostly downs. :(

Ups:

• got to spend the whole day pretty much with some truly awesome people :D
  
• got accepted to UCI! :D
  

Downs:

• the cop who ticketed me actually showed up at my trial [almost a year later] meaning i had to pay $274 for the stupid ticket :(
  
• porto's messed up my order, and had i not listened to my mother and gone home first i would have noticed it :(
  
• abercrombie, which i'd been hoping would call me to hire me, did not call me today... and today was the last day they said they'd call ["If you don't get a call from us within one week, it means that we are unfortunately unable to offer you a position at this time"... and my interview was exactly a week ago today] :(
  

Laughter and simple times.

Last night, my father and I were cleaning up the kitchen, or rather I had just burnt the outside of a piece of ciabatta and was cutting off the crust while he was putting a plastic bag in the trashcan. Anyway, I was holding the burnt crust pieces in my hand, waiting for him to finish lining the trash bin, and when he finished I tossed the bread pieces... at the exact same moment that he pushed the bin forward for me to discard the crusts.

It doesn't really sound that funny, perhaps, but we spent a good two minutes laughing about it, about the spontaneity and simple comedy of the moment, and it was the hardest I had heard my dad laugh since I can even remember. It felt really good to laugh like that with him, at something so simple. Afterwards though, I got a little sad at the fact, because it's a little depressing how life has been so depressing for him lately [at least as far as I know] that I haven't heard him laugh, I mean really laugh, in so many years.

But also, it was kind of a sweet moment, because for just those few minutes, life seemed pure once again, and we were taken back to a time from my childhood, when life was simpler and moments like this seemed to happen all the time. It's moments like these that show me just how much we take our childhoods for granted, now that laughter seems to have become so rare.

The Skins effect.

It's quite strange really: during the rolling credits at the end of every episode of Skins, I get the most bittersweet feeling. Mostly sweet because I love Skins so much and it's my favourite show, but in a way it's also bitter, not only for that very same reason [I'll explain later] but also because each episode reminds me just how much I long to be living in the UK right now... and not only that, but I wish I could have grown up there, and experienced the culture of the UK from birth. I envy the English a lot, for reasons I can't really explain. I have no idea why I'm drawn to that culture so much, I just am. Every time I talk to my parents about my wishes, they always scoff at me, saying "How can you be so sure you'd be happy there? How could you possibly be in love with a country you've never visited?" This response always frustrates me, because I obviously can't give them a tangible, legitimate response, and so they can never take me seriously. But I know that the first chance I get, I'm relocating.

And as for the other part of my bitterness... I'm sure most of us have experienced that anyway. When you love a series [or film or book, even] just so much, you wish you were in it... not necessarily to be one of the characters, although that sometimes comes up too, but more of a participant in the action, culture, plot.... basically just to LIVE the sort of life that our favourite characters live. I've felt it with Harry Potter too [as I know millions have :)] and Gossip Girl, and Friends, and even... Twilight. [Yes I admit, I used to be a fangirl, before the book was soooooo popular... not that that wasn't the most pretentious sounding thing ever but it is true! It's mainly the rabid tween fangirl crowd that really turned me off to the series... not to mention the numerous faults that have been pointed out... I'm really not going to get into this now.]

Back to Skins, I'm really enjoying Series 4 so far. Not only are the music and fashion ace, but I think everyone is really growing into their character, and the plots are just digging into each character, showing all the complex facets, flaws, and virtues of every person. I admit that while the First Generation were my favourite of all time [not just because they were first], I will be sad to see these kids leave... and I really have gotten quite attached to them. Sigh... again with the bittersweet feelings.

Cheers.

[PS: If you've got absolutely no idea what I'm on about... check this out: http://www.e4.com/video/bsT92GRq7Lu6v6G5QKRjl1/play.e4]

Comme j'ai prometee.

An outfit post?
Today I spent most of my day sleeping, eating, organising songs downloaded from music blogs, and watching films with my grandmother. Then la classe de francais. A very interesting life, I am aware.

[and here you can see how i tried to look like a model :D]

[haha the top of my head is cut off -___-]

• teal boyfriend v-neck from target
• dark grey knit vest from forever 21
  
• dark rinse jeggings from macys
• black blazer from target
• owl necklace from diva [gift from my friend]
• maroon polygon bead necklace from pimkie [a french chain store]
  
• my favourite black&gold nikes :D
  

Cinematographic distractions.

Basically, my entire weekend just turned into a continuation of Friday's movie marathon. I left my house only to go running twice and shopping once. Pretty pathetic, but look what I watched!

• Little Nemo
• The Princess and the Goblin
• Paris, Je T'aime
• How to Lose Friends and Alienate People
  
• Love and Other Disasters
• About A Boy
• Virgin Territory
• Bride and Prejudice
• Hors de prix [Priceless]
• Part of The Talented Mr. Ripley... I didn't much care for it so I had to stop =/

Trying to decide what to watch next... probably something with subtitles since those don't show up on my tv.

Anyway, seeing as how I barely left the house, as such I didn't have any outfits worth posting up pictures of [or even taking pictures of, for that matter], but I promise there will be one tomorrow.

Cheers!

...And I felt Paris fall in love with me.

Today was a movie day! I watched two cartoons that used to scare me when I was little, and what is possibly the most beautiful film I've ever seen: Paris, Je T'aime. It was a pretty productive day, and tomorrow I'm going running!

I should be in bed.

Really though, I'm amazed that I'm still not tired of Romanian dance/house/club/whatever music. Like, I honestly still could listen to it all day without getting sick of it. Sure, some other random song may pop into my head, but I'm still not going to be bored with Akcent. Haha.

I have my fingers crossed that I'll get some job or another soon. Abercrombie is my foremost option with Aldo being a possible backup... and if my friend does get to transfer to the mall here [she's an assistant manager] then she pretty much guaranteed me a job. Yay!