hey there. i know it's been a while, as always actually, but (as always) i was quite busy with school, and everything, you know. actually these last two weeks have been a damn hell, we got so much work and tests and i really need to sleep now that everything's easier but i just CAN'T sleep. how frustrating! it's now 8 am and i'm up since 6 am, it's really pissing me off. anyway, i just wanted to write a few lines, just to write a bit in english and talk about shit because i'm bored. everybody is sleeping (it's sunday), what is wrong with me? arghh. i'm so exhausted. last time i wrote here i said that i had much to write about but actually there's nothing left in my mind, or maybe just because my life isn't interesting at all, especially when the last weeks that went on have been about work, and work and work. oh non!!! i almost forgot the 30stm show! it was awwwwwwesomee! very intimate, and close to the band, i loved that. they played CAPRICORN i think it was the best moment of the night, i almost died i swear. hmm what else? in five days i'm going to paris to buy their new album with my beloved C. who with i was at the show by the way. i really can't wait - i listened to pieces of their new song and some of them really sounds amazing, like hurricane, closer to the edge or night of the hunter (shannon kicks ass on this one yeahh!!). moreover on 4th december (this is war coming out) there will be that meeting you know, i don't know how to say that in english, but that stuff where your teachers talk about your trimester, and where you get your marks, etc. i think i'm going to be depressed that evening cause i really feel like i messed up the beginning of this school year (and i say "feel like" because i know somes would kill me if they read me), so i think it's a good think that i will get the new album that day, it will comfort me. anyway... hey, christmas atmosphere is here! i've been to paris yesterday and spent a very, very good day, having japanese lunch with my parents, and then doing shopping in my favourite place in Paris and read in a café with my little sister, and i really started to feel that winter air that i love so much. the lights in the city (especially the new ones at saint-germain des prés) make me smile, and nothing can make me happier at this moment than the noise of the rain on side walk, the wind between the trees, people walking with their thousands of bags with christmas gifts in them, the smell of the new cherry mocha from starucks, and all these stuffs related to christmas. i know i make every year the same speech but that just the happiest time of the year and i exactly feel the same way at this moment of the year, every year. i hope next one will be the same, even if i will be overwhelmed by the workd and completely stressed out, if get in a cpge. but if i go at university, i guess it would be kind of quiet. well, we'll see. i'm leaving now, having finished my homework (YAYYY!) i have loads of things to do, you can imagine that haha! but i will be back soon, i realize now that i kind of missed LJ. have a nice sunday!
- Music:schubert - trio mib M
Well, well, well. I haven't written here for weeks! I've been kind of busy, well not that busy, but I guess I was also kind of lazy as usually so... Anyway, as I expected, going to the entrances of the shows during the fashion week was amazing. Unfortunately I got stuffs to do the week-end of that week, and I also had some tests and other shitty stuffs at school, so I couldn't go to a lot of entrances. I've been to Ann Demeulemeester's one - it was the best one- and got a lot of cool pictures, that I have to post on my deviantart soon, and also to Emanuel Ungaro and Dries Van Noten's one, I loved it too. When I saw the people going to the show, I immediatly thought that they go past the "well-dressed" stage. Their clothes, their outfits are about style and only style. It was like there was no rule, no limit. I mean, they follow the hype and the trends but they've a so personnal style that you can't classify them in the well-dressed ones that you usually see at high school or in some insignificant places. You can't see them and say "oh that's pretty", but "WHOA. How can she...? It must be so... Whoa. It's amazing". And I really liked it. Fashion is not about following trends at all costs and throwing your last year main pieces, I think the most important word in that world is allure. But most of people don't get that; this is partly why they only see bad sides about fashion, and have a lot of prejudices. Anyway, I don't have the time to talk about the new collections, and I probably won't talk about them another day though, and these last weeks have been such a hell at school that I didn't really take time to really watch the last runways. I checked them out quickly but not really. All I can say for now, is that the last Chanel collection is poetry, it's gorgeous, light, and refreshing... except for the shoes : they're ugly. And I (FINALLY!) adored the Chloé's summer collection. Since Phoebe Philo has left the Chloé house, I've been really disappointed by Hannah MacGibbon's work. Even if the Chloé's collection of this winter is currently one of my main inspirations (with Missoni's one and others), I didn't like it at all at the beginning, and even now I find that the clothes look like grandmother's ones. The green/brown ankle-length skirt, seriously?? No way. Except if your name is Anja Rubik, of course. Anyway I just wanted to say that my love for Chloé is finally back, not as strong as Phoebe Philo's time (who is making an amazing job for Céline, by the way) but hard enough for being my favourite collection for next spring - well for the moment, cause as I said before, I haven't check out all the new ones. I could talk and talk, and discuss about last Karl Lagerfeld interview that a lot of people found shocking, I could also talk about the book signing of Garance and Scott at Colette, or about how much I loved the last Vogue Paris with this amazing shoot of Kate Moss, or how proud I was to wait two hours at Uniqlo (finally finally!!) yesterday just to get some pants, and how the J+ collection is perfect and how I felt like when I tried one of its grey woolly coat, which was like MADE FOR me you know, how the cut and the lines were almost perfect, and how I gave up to a leopard scarf at the Galeries Lafayette not to be like everybody (haha), and how happy I got when I found that lovely fake fur collard for only 10€... I could tell you that, it's true, but the thing is I have to get my homeworks done so I guess I just have to tell you: see you soon! xoxo
- Mood:exhausted
- Music:shuttle - impossible (remix)
Tomorrow is the beginning of the Fashion Week. This is like, one of the most exciting moments of the year (with Christmas... and the first days of Fall... and... ok I stop here) and I just can't wait to be on Saturday to go at the entrances of the shows! I wanted to go also on Friday and Thursday and why not Wednesday too, but it wouldn't be reasonable, especially when I've got a geography test on Saturday. Anyway, Saturday is gonna be great and I think I finally found what I'm going to wear... Actually I'm not exactly sure, but I'm gonna try some outfits tomorrow. Even if I don't belong to the "fashion world", if I can say that, it's still very exciting to go at the places where everything happen and, most importantly, taken LOADS of photos. There are always gorgeous people to take then. Well, we'll see. But I'm really excited (isn't it like the third time I'm saying it since the beginning of this entry?) ! There are also lots of other big events that are coming soon and that I'm very enthusiastic about! First, the Jil Sander's collection for Uniqlo and of course, the long-awaited opening of the Uniqlo store in Paris (yeaaaaah! finally!) AND the Sephora+Vogue party the same day, 1st october, for the opening of the Vogue Covers 1920-2009 exhibition on the Champs-Elysées. Can't wait. Don't know yet if I'm going to that opening party. But I really NEED the new YSL's Parisienne fragrance. Two days after that, the 2nd october is the new Chanel Cocoon line of bags and accessory launched and some of their new bags are really gorgeous. Too bad that Mister Lagerfeld chose Lily Allen to be their muse. After that, I don't even talk to you about the rock shows, new exhibitions, plays and movies that are coming out and that I'm definitely looking forward to see: there are too many. On the 14th is the Jimmy Choo's collection for h&m coming out... I was like hysterical when I saw that a month ago, but now that I saw the collection, I don't know if it's gonna be that great... this is so "bling bling", you know. As always with Jimmy Choo you could say, yeah, but it's different. Anyway, we'll see then. And finally (at least for now) the 5th December is the Sonia Rykiel's collection for h&m coming out; I just heard that new this morning on the radio, I'm now waiting for some pictures! Wow... I just can't wait. Just for once, I want time to go by quickly. And thinking about all of this make me a little forget about the future, school and the bloody idiots there are in it. I wonder every day how can there be SO MUCH morons in only one place. Anyway I just don't wanna talk about it now. It's fashion week for christ's sake!! Oh and I have to write about the new collections. I saw gorgeous things that really surprised me (Gucci... won-der-ful). I don't have a lot of time right now, but be sure I'll be back soon! xoxo
- Mood:exhausted
- Music:smooth (feat. yann tiersen) - the endless rise of the sun
We are one day away from the big day! Fall's coming, yayayayayay!! I am sooo excited! Yeah, even if the weather forecast said that it's gonna be like 20°C in the afternoon... Today I celebrate the end of the summer with my beach bag, my sandals, and all these stuffs that I wore all the summer. So, yesterday I put all my my summer clothes in the bottom of my wardrobe, and I bring out all my big woolly cardigans, cashemere pullovers, wolly hats and gloves, scarfs, and other winter tunics and pants. You can't imagine how it makes me feel good to look at this wardrobe and to see all this dark and cold colors putting together (eww, if Anna Wintour could read me she would get crazy)! Talking about her, I saw The September Issue this week-end and I loveee it! It was funny by the way because it was almost (I said almost) like it was the fashion week or something at the entrance, because almost (I said almost) every girl that was there was so well dressed, so trendy, that I felt ridiculous with my old boyfriend jean and my loose t-shirt. We can see in the movie the really hard work of the Vogue crew, and discover the "backstage" of the biggest issue of all the magazines of the year. And of course we can also know more about the cold Anna Wintour, who I actually didn't find that cold, if you want to know the truth. I think she just gives her opinions without any sort of hypocrisy. The movie is about the making of the september issue of 2007. It means a lot to me, because this is exactly the year I started getting interested in fashion, and I started reading Vogue in November 2007 (the Bruce Weber issue, I remember the shoot very well!). I didn't know anything about the subject, it was ridiculous, and I swear I don't know a lot more about it now, but a true love for this art really grew up inside of me since then. How touching. My father tells my that all of these "fashion and vogue things" won't never get me anywhere and that it's totally useless... Well, I don't know it will get me somewhere for my study, or anything, but I know this is not worthless: fashion is art, and it is also part of our cultur. But as Anna Wintour said, there's something about fashion that can make people very nervous, and then they don't know what to say about it but to criticize it and to scorn it ("We can like wearing a beautiful Carolina Herrera dress without being a dumb person", that's right!). That's really too bad for them.
- Mood:pissed off
- Music:michael jackson vs telepopmusik - breathe/remember the time (sleeper remix)
Septembre est un mois étrange. Oui, j'écris en français; j'ai essayé mentalement d'écrire cet article en anglais d'une manière plus ou moins (surtout moins, en fait) correcte, je n'ai pas trouvé les mots justes pour parler de ce mois de septembre si controversé. Mais cette fois sera la dernière, on est bien d'accord? Bref, je disais donc... Septembre est un mois étrange. À tout niveau. Tellement contradictoire, qu'il en émane au final un certain charme. On y trouve en premier lieu, bien évidemment, toute l'excitation du "renouveau", bref une nouvelle année (scolaire, j'entends) qui commence encore une fois, peut-être la dernière, qui sait... Et puis il y a ce goût amer de la fin des vacances, qui se joint au mélange de la fin de l'été, et de l'automne (ah, mon cher, mon très cher automne!) qui le suit de près. Et bien que je clame à qui veut l'entendre que ce que j'aime par-dessus toute chose, c'est m'emmitoufler dans un quintal de gros pulls en laine et cachemire, d'écharpes, et autres mailles diverses, j'adore le mois de septembre (et le hais à la fois) pour sa diversité immense de climat, et donc de possibilités, et de jeux avec la mode et les vêtements. Bien sûr, si l'on pousse à l'extrême, on sortirait volontiers en short/t-shirt et Havaianas un jour, et en grosses mailles et boots fourrées le lendemain, au gré de la pluie et du beau temps. Certes. Et puis à quoi bon? Porter à nouveau ce que l'on a porté tout l'été, ou anticiper ce que l'on portera tout l'hiver alors que c'est le moment ou jamais de s'amuser, de mélanger les matières et les couleurs? Quel ennui. C'est ce que j'adore, en cette triste rentrée. Ne serait-ce déjà qu'observer les gens, au lycée, dans le bus, dans la rue: une fille à la robe blanche légère côtoie un jeune homme portant un lourd perfecto en cuir, étant lui-même assis à côté d'un autre vêtu d'un bermuda et d'un t-shirt en coton jersey. Au fond, le mois de Septembre, c'est un peu le mois de grève de notre corps, comme s'il ne faisait plus vraiment la différence entre chaleur et fraicheur, et nous laissait le libre arbitre de notre température interne. Joie! Alors on peut sortir en t-shirt et porter une écharpe Burberry en laine, ou se vêtir d'une veste chaude et garder nos spartiates... si c'est pas du bonheur, du vrai, ça. Bon, je ne vous cache pas que, malgré tout, je n'attends qu'une seule chose, le 22 septembre, jour officiel du début de l'automne, soit le début de six mois d'enchantement. Tous mes achats et autres "outfits" accumulés ces derniers mois n'en peuvent plus d'attendre, que ce soit dans ma penderie, dans ma tête, ou même sur mes quelques feuilles de dessin, et ne demandent plus qu'à sortir et s'exprimer. Mais d'ici là, un autre événement, et pas des moindres, aura lieu: la Fashion Week. J'adore, même sans faire partie de ce milieu, sentir l'excitation chaque jour à l'idée de découvrir chaque nouvelle collection, pronostiquer les nouvelles tendances, se laisser aller, déjà, à des idées d'outfits, lâcher un "berk" de dégoût en voyant certaines nouvelles lubies de nos créateurs préférés tout en sachant pertinemment que d'ici quelques mois on en sera complètement folles... bref, j'adore. J'espère que j'aurais l'occasion, lors de la Fashion Week de Paris, de faire un saut à l'entrée ou à la sortie des défilés, bien que j'ai déjà d'autres plans pour le week-end de cette semaine... Sans oublier que ce soir, jeudi 10 septembre, il y a la Vogue Fashion Celebration Night; arg... Évidemment il a fallu que cela soit en semaine. Bref, je pourrais écrire encore, et encore, mais il faudra bien terminer cet article un jour, alors je vous laisse. Profitez bien de ce mois, il n'en reste déjà plus que 20 jours (et 12 avant l'automne!!). Des bisous.
- Mood:thoughtful
- Music:le peuple de l'herbe - dopebeat
I definitely hate high school. Well, that’s not exactly true, but at the moment I’m writing this, nothing has ever been so true. My back to school wasn’t that bad actually, but I don’t know, something has really changed. I hate being with so much people. But I also hate being on my own at school. It’s not like those goddamn “teenage problems” or anything, I think it’s just because I’m too used to be alone now, and I really love that, but I don’t want to look like a freak though. I don’t know if you see what I mean. Basically, I can’t stand the others, but I need them to have a kind of “good image” of myself. That’s really stupid, I know. I don’t exactly know what happened for things to be like that – last year was so great though! I guess that my last week spent with L, E, P and G in Nice is one of the reasons, but it doesn’t explain everything anyway. I really have no idea. I haven’t read anything since… two weeks. I don’t even know what I want NOW. Oh god, I surely look like one of those depressed 14-year-old kids, it’s so pathetic. I think I’m gonna try to focus myself on something (not hard to believe on what…) and just wait that all this “back to school atmosphere” goes by. And I’ll also quickly catch up my delay with books, and everything. Actually, I started for the 100th time Salinger’s Catcher in the Rye (in English!) earlier; I will try not to give it up – once again. Thank god it’s the week end now, I almost finished my homework, so I’m gonna enjoy my time in Paris, ON MY OWN. Just me, and my lover, my dear Paris, my beloved Paris, my Paris.
- Mood:sick
- Music:jack's mannequin - dark blue
Hey, tomorrow is time for back to school and, like a lot of students at this moment of the year, i don't wanna goooooo! Right, I have to admit that I kind of missed people of my class, and French lessons, and rigour, and everything at the beginning of the vacation... well, especially being with people who love books as much as I do, to say the truth. But as everyone knows, time goes by and change every single feeling, which can be a good or a bad thing actually. Anyway, the thing is that I'm so used to be alone all the time now, or only with my sister at least, that I don't wanna see anybody anymore. Yes. Nobody. Even my friends, and everything. I do know that this is what I say right know, and that I will quickly change my mind tomorrow when I'll see everyone again, and that I will probably realise how I actually missed them, blablabla... I am so predictable. Anyway, I really enjoyed my last vacation day in Paris, even if some crappy stuffs happened and that I really got angry; it wasn't that bad actually, but I wore heels at my feet and, you know, I really get out of control in this case... haha. So, tomorrow before going back to school, I meet up in Saint-Michel N and M to have a little brunch and talk about our vacations because it's been a long time (which means a couple of weeks) we haven't seen each other. I guess it's gonna be cool to relax a little bit before getting back to work, exams, and, worst of all, the last high school year.
- Mood:pissed off
- Music:passion pit - the reeling
Jack’s Mannequin said in one of my favourite songs: « Sometimes perfection can be, it can be perfect hell, perfect. ». I think this sentence could sum up my whole week spent in South France with my beloved team. Every year is better than the year before; especially this one, cause the whole team was there. As always when I’m with these girls, I just let things go, nothing doesn’t care anymore but listening to punk rock music (or cheesy disney music… won’t say more…haha) all day long, laughing all the time about everything, and doing crazy stuffs that I know I can only do with them. Or almost. Like going for a swim in the sea all dressed, or dancing and singing madly in the room. I really love these carefree moments; you can’t imagine how free I feel then. We went in Cannes, Nice and even in Italy; I already love this country. The beach was gorgeous there, more quiet and intimate. I’ve seen beautiful landscapes, taken a load of new photos (668… in which 300 only of the day in Italy), and I’ve watched the most beautiful sunrise I’ve ever seen the day of my departure, early in the morning from the train. It was unique. I remember I fell in love with Nice right away the first I went there, when I was like ten or eleven, and my feelings for this city just grew up again these last days. I love the mix of luxury and countryside; on the one hand there are the beautiful streets and shops, and on the other hand there’s the beach, the hills, a very close nature. Or maybe I’m just a stupid tourist who only sees the commercial side of this city, haha. I don’t care, I adore it though. I even enjoyed the sun for the first time of my life, even if it was like 40° every day; by the way, I’m so sick now that I’m in Paris – it’s raining and 20°. Anyway, I couldn’t tell you everything about my stay in Nice; it was just so perfect that you wouldn’t believe it. Can’t wait for 2010 (Londooooon)! The day I came back in Paris, I almost immediately went to the Rock en Seine fest, and it was a-ma-zing. Yeah, yeah Oasis wasn’t there as you probably know, but it was okay anyway – I was there especially for the Yeah Yeah Yeahs and Bloc Party so… The YYYs was the best show of the day, Karen O is totally crazy!! I love the atmosphere of fest; people are way nicer than in little gigs; so the crowd was very good too and we all had a lot of fun. Passion Pit was brilliant too! I can’t tell you how happy I was to see how amazing they are on stage. A real energy comes out from their songs. Same thing for Keane that I usually don’t like at all; but I have to admit that their show was more than ok… Right, it was awesome. The singer is incredible. I’ve also seen Vampire Weekend who was cool too, before going early to Bloc Party show because I wanted to be in the front rows. What a mistake… The front of the mosh pit was composed of 90% of guys, which means here 90% of bullies. It was awful. The band was amazing as always, but I was more thinking about how I was going to survive the five next minutes than enjoying the show. So my sister and I went out of the mosh pit, it was much better to watch out of this mess. Too bad that the sound wasn’t very good in the front (where we stayed though), especially on Flux, my favourite song that I pray for hearing it live, on which one I didn’t hear well the guitar. Well, well, I guess I’m done with my august vacation entry… I’ll write more later, probably in the evening – it’s 00:28 am now, I think I’m gonna sleep. Good night. PS: listen to new We The Kings’s song, Heaven can wait: I looooove it!
- Music:Good Charlotte - First Day
You know what I like about Paris in August? Less people. You don't have to suffer anymore when you want to go to an exhibition, to do shopping, to take the train, or even to walk in the street. Everything seems just more peaceful, but Paris keeps his hustle and bustle though and of course his charm. The crappy thing about Paris in August is transportations. And it's worst on a sunday. I almost died yesterday while I was waiting for a bus. Anyway, I think I should rather stay at home next Sunday, watching Lie to me or reading my books for next year. I finally bought them, and they are HUGE. I wanted to finish them before the end of the vacation but I guess it's screwed now. I don't even know why I am writing here right now; in a couple of hours, I will be climbing trees with my dear Flo. It's great, I often hang out with her at this time, and I can say this is like I find her again. It's really good, we don't see each other that much during school period, even if we're in the same highschool. Oh and before I go, the title of this entry is taken from my last crush : Martin Solveig for Jean-Paul Gaultier with Boys and Girls! This song is so cool, and I do like the video, especially for the outfits: all in black and white, hehe.
- Mood:calm
- Music:somethingalamode - rondoparisiano feat. karl lagerfeld
I am so tired and my eyes are hurting me sooo much, and I don't even know why, cause I currently sleep something like 10 hours a night. Anyway, I wanted to write a few lines here just to say that I want to spend the rest of my life with Vans shoes at my feet. YEAH. They're like... slippers. I'm even wondering why we like so much suffering by walking all day long with heels and leather shoes. And I don't even talk about the ones who wear stilleto heels or platforms. The thing is that kind of shoes gives you power; yes it does, I swear! Then you feel like you're dominating the whole world, everything becomes possible, you are like god on earth, you're not walking anymore but you're flying, every step is a perfect marvel, je vous salue Louboutin pleines de grâces... or maybe that's just my tyrannical side that actually comes out now. Sorry. My sister often tells me that. Anyway, I can't wait for this winter, I have soooo much things to try with new clothes (and new heels by the way, hehe) and what's more, that damned heat is really pissing me off.
- Mood:determined
- Music:eths - des cendres
Fashion will definitely drive me crazy. We're right in the middle of July and I've already started buying clothes for next winter. I know. Next trends are exposed everywhere in the magazines, on fashion channel or on the Internet, and it's just so... exciting. I can't wait to go out with a big belted coat, a huge and warm cardigan with a large mesh, thick shorts and black leggings, laced open toe boots, nude shirt with lovely flounces, rolled up men trousers and my usual and huge, huge, huge green chloé scarf... Can't wait either to wear only black, brown, grey, nude and purple. You know, I just turned all of that in a game. It's quite funny to try to choose trends that I like from the runways and put them in my daily outfits, always in accordance with what I do in the day. I was checking out the new collection in a famous store the other day, and I found a pair of pants just like one of Chloé's collection. Same color, same shape, same belt, same everything. And then I just thought it was too easy. After all, it was just man trousers that you roll up and wear high on your waist, wasn't it? Well, I'm going to do mine by myself. You feel so much proud when you find a way to make an item "unique", well not exactly, but I mean something you did on your own, even if it follows trends or anything. Last winter, I made a "Givenchy like" necklace, with a lot of necklaces and chains; this summer, well it was very easy, but I didn't buy any Current Elliot or 7 For All Mankind jeans, I just took some of my father or vintage ones, rolled them up and cut them. A lot of girls did the same, and I think it's a good way to have fun with fashion by your creativity. I know that's nothing, really simple stuffs, but that's a beginning though, and I hope I'll have loads of other opportunities to do this. Anyway, I also wanted to say that fashion drive me crazy because I sometimes don't know if a like such or such item because I really like it or just because it's... trendy. Arhhgg I become everything I used to hate: I am a sheep! You know, it's like the camel belted coat, big trend of next season. Being in my "winter shopping period", I was searching for one the other day, and then I remembered that what I love more than everything in the cold season (about clothes, I mean) is the big black coat. And, so what? I just forget it, just because Vogue and Harper's Bazaar said that a camel coat (color that I used to hate, except for the shoes) was the next "must have"? Then I felt really stupid. But you know, sometimes you first don't like a thing, and then you see it so much, everywhere, that you get used to it, and sometimes you end to like it. For example, when I saw Chloé's new collection something like six months ago, I was totally disappointed and said that it was so old fashion. Now I adore it. See? It's like a subliminal message. Or propaganda. Haha. Anyway, the thing is that I start to like that damned Max Mara's camel belted coat. But there's still a few months before we have to take out coats, wooly hats (I already know which one I'm gonna wear aaaall the winter!), scarfs and gloves, so we'll see... I really hope that if I finally decide to buy a camel coat, it will be because I really love it, and not because I became a fashion victim. daùzoifhdaoeifhzroghrqemlfjqzràç'utçr anyway, it was my superficial entry of the week, it's so hard to be a girl, hahahaha! Whatever, I'm gonna watch Sex and the City.
- Mood:lazy
- Music:cobra starship feat. leighton meester - good girls go bad
Hello you! I haven't written here since a few days (weeks?) I know, but that's because my holidays are doing very well and I don't have a lot of time to... Right, I'm lying. I was just lazy. Anyway, I've just spent more than a week with Sarah here in Paris; is this really useful to write that I enjoyed every moment with her and that the last few days were totally and absolutely great? Well, I guess you know all of that. We've checked out some cool exhibitions and museums, read stupid magazines, went to London (yeah! My super d.a.d found my i.d card!), did a LOT of shopping (ouch), went to a nice party, sailed off on the Seine with James, watched silly teen movies... Anyway, we had a lot of fun. I've also had my Bac results and I'm fully satisfied, I never thought that I'd get that! I really feel I'm on holiday now. I went to the movies with my sister yesterday and watched the last Harry Potter - it took me back to the primary school, when I was litteraly devouring all Rowling's books. Once, I even went to the coming out of the fourth - if I remember well - book with one of my best friends then. We were wearing witches' dresses and capes. Funny. So, the film was pretty cool, I liked it even if my sister and I were on the front row, thing that I hate, because we were late for the showing. As always, right. Oh and I've lately also watched... Well, before I tell you that, I have to justify myself: you know what it is, when you're on holiday... You need to hang around, do nothing, watch bad movies with bad food and bad clothes... So, I was about to write that I've watched Twilight a few days ago... Hahahaha, I know. This movie is a big joke actually. Some people told me before I see it that it was sure that I was going to hate it - too cheesy, too silly for the "non-romantic" person that I am, they said. And they were right! I can't even say how many clichés there were in that movie, it was so, so, so cheesy! And the story is shitty. But I do think that the idea of Stephenie Meyer wasn't that bad in the beginning, it's just too bad that she didn't develop it more - like J.K Rowling did for Harry Potter. See, Rowling created a whole universe around the protagonist, you know, like the magic formula, the monsters, the History... It takes the reader in another world, and makes him/her believe that everything can be true and possible. That something I haven't seen in the movie Twilight. Meyer just took a little vampire - I love vampires, I always loved vampires, and I find the idea good actually - and... that's it. Then she just built a cheesy love story about him and a human girl, and put a hunt in the story, that begins with a baseball game (very stupid, in my view) just to make it more interesting. Just because a "bad vampire" smells the human girl during a baseball game, that's it, he just want to eat her and no one else? There's no other human on earth? Come on, it doesn't have any sense! As my sister said, they create problems with nothing (just like in H... hahahah). Anyway, I just find the story and the movie disappointing when there are vampires and blood in the beginning. I think I'm going to watch The Reader today, I also need to see "good" movie during my holiday, haha! Bye, bye.
- Mood:exhausted
- Music:royksopp - vision one
The beginning of those holidays is kind of great... and hot. I'm litteraly dying and I HATE that goddammned sun. Whatever I do, I know I'm gonna spend a crappy day because of the heat. Anyway, I still had good times since friday - let's not talk about my oral exam, that's all. I went to the Solidays fest and it was g-r-e-a-t; front row for Metronomy's show yaaaay! It was SO amazing. I think one of the best moments of that day was also Puppetmastaz's show: then I felt so, so good, and I just let their beats take me away, I was like living the music. I didn't like their music at all before the gig though, but I found it was very different to what I heard on myspace before - or maybe it was simply the atmosphere of the fest that made me enjoy the music. Naive New Beaters was good too; I discovered them a few weeks ago, and I got kind of bored by their songs, but the show was okay anyway. Well I'm totally satisfied by these first days off! I also took my "Saturday's habits" back, I mean by that doing shopping in Saint-Germain-des-Prés, eating sushis in Saint-Michel, have a cup of coffee/tea with my sister there, and lots of other little stuffs that make me happy. I wanted to go to the skatepark yesterday, but a shitty stuff happened with my i.d card that I lost, and I'm living for London in like one week, so I had to find it. I cross Paris under that fu..ing sun to go to the police station, but then they told me "Yes, we'll probably get your card, but we can't give it to you before twelve days". Whaaaat?!!!!! See; I love french administration (booo, what a prejudice!). So I pray for getting my card before... huh... next Wednesday? Ahhh it won't happen! I'm so exciting by this day in London! With Sarah! I promised her last year that we would go there together one day... Here we are! I just can't wait... Oxford and Regent streets... Jubilee garden... Picadilly Circus... yayayayyay! Today's the hottest day of the week; I think I'm gonna lock my self in the fridge and don't get out of it before next winter. See what's awful with the sun and the heat? You just can't stop talking about them. It becomes an obsession. Anyway, I just want to do nothing when the weather is like that. I'm going to a party tomorrow, and I already feel lazy. And after tomorrow there's the second and last tea party, it's gonna be great however! I'm not saying that I don't wanna go to the one of tomorrow but... Actually I think I don't. But that's always the same story with me, I don't wanna go first, and after that I just wanna go back to the party cause it was great. As I said in one of my last entries, I'm really getting bored of myself. Well, we'll see. Oh, and the worst part of the story is probably that I don't have anything to wear for that party. I haven't bought any clothes since like... I don't even remember the last time I bought something to wear (I mean to wear, not to wear on the face right? I don't also mean the shoeswear. Or headwear. You know what I mean.)... Maybe three weeks, or even four weeks. Maybe more. Actually, I'm saving my money for London. What's more, I don't like sales in Paris. I don't say that to be pretentious; it's just that I don't like crowds, sweat, noise and mess. And every year, what I want is never selled off anyway. That's what we call bad luck. It's like, you know, that oral exam. Okay, I know I said that I didn't want to talk about it, but it makes me SO angry! And frustrated! There were seven subjects you see, and there's just one that I really didn't want to have because all I knew about that was crap, and guess what? I got it, what a surprise! Well, I know that if I had another one, I'd probably complain about it til the end of summer. This is me being a pain, isn't it ? Anyway, I know it's useless to think about that before the results, 10th July. I wish we could go back in time. As always, actually. I think I have nothing to write anymore, so I'm gonna find a way to kill myself with water, ice, without suffering if it's possible. Have a nice day!
- Mood:hot
- Music:puppetmastaz - animals
6 HOURS LEFT. I wanna die so I don't go.
- Mood:scared
- Music:chromatics - running up that hill
This is the last one. That sentence was running in my head over and over again during the whole day. How sad. How awful, I could even say. But I don't really feel like it is the end of the year YET. We still have some French classes next week, and of course all the exams that are coming so fast... I told myself I would lock myself in during my revision, but I know I won't. And even if I would, I know Nada will kidnap me and take me away to eat some sushis. As always. What a wonderful girl, isn't she? I don't realize yet that in a few weeks (or days?), I will probably never see again some people of my class. I think that's the saddest part of those "goodbyes times", and I know that's just "the way it is", life goes by, people leave, we meet some new ones, then they leave, then we meet some new ones... The thing is, even if I'm pretty lucid about that, I still hate those moments though, because I've been so much times disappointed by beautiful promises, that have never been kept. You know what is it... words. Anyway, as I said before, all I have to do now is enjoying the last moments, without asking any questions, and most importantly, without expecting anything from the future. I had my school results today, and I can say that I'm kind of satisfied! Good point. I think I'm getting obsessed by the school record for what I want to do after high school, I'm even getting some doubts about what I was sure of before (huh english?). Like... the kind of studies I want to do. Like... the way I'm gonna follow. Like... everything. That's always the same story with me, I never know what I want, never know what I have to do, and I'm getting kind of bored with that. I am so annoying. At this point of the year, I don't want to assess of what happened this year, how I felt about everything - it's just so cliché, and I will never be done with that. Actually, I'd just say that it was an amazing year. I regretted during months having chosen this L class, but now that I learned so much things, that I read so beautiful books, that I've done things that I really love and probably live for during a year, I can just say that it wasn't such a bad choice - I don't know if it was the good one though. We'll see - but next year seems to be more and more awesome than this year. I'll write more later I guess, I'm quite tired; good night LJ.
- Music:télépopmusik - tuesday
Time goes by so fast. How cliché this sentence sounds. But this is actually the only one that can represent my state of mind these last few days or weeks. We are almost done; not with high school yet, but at least with this Première class. Exams are coming, summer too, holiday in that way too. It doesn't make me feel happy or anything; well, I'm stressed out and everything because of the Bac, as everybody I guess, but I also feel a bit sad to finish this year. It was basically an awesome one, and even if it's gonna be good to take a little two months break, I have to admit that I'm gonna miss all of this. So I'm gonna try to enjoy every single second of the days we have left, enjoy of people that won't be there anymore next year, AND try not to mess up my work at school. That's all I want for now. So I guess that all I have to say now is... see you in a few weeks!
- Music:mono - gone
I noticed today that you always have something to tell about when you're back from Paris. Suburb is so boring. When you have spent a whole day in it and go back home, there's nothing to talk about, it's like :" - What did you do today ? - Nothing... I just saw X. - Oh, yeah? What was he doing? - He was with Y. - And what were they doing? - Nothing. Just hanging out." Well, maybe I'm exagerating a little bit, but I'm not that far from reality. I don't know, things are always happening in Paris, there's always something new. Look, I went out to an area where I use to spend all my saturdays, and I discovered today that two new stores opened in only one week - yes, they weren't there last saturday. Huh. Paris, city of my heart. It always has another dimension, like we're not in the same world as anywhere else. In Paris, people sit the whole afternoon on a pavement area just reading a book, people wait twenty minutes just to enter in Ladurée's café, people have a walk in a lovely garden even if it's raining, people line up for hours just to see an exhibition... There's always something new to discover, new smells, new places, new people, new streets... You cannot be done with Paris. And I love Paris, because it's a symbol of simplicity, cultur and elegance. When I'm in this city, I'm pleased about everything, anything. So as I was about to say, I lost myself there today, caught a few buses, ran because I was late to meet my sister in a charming café in Saint-Germain des Prés, talked to a hobo in the train, bought some macaraons... and had to go back to my town early because I had a guitar rehearsal. Gosh. It's always like that when I have to leave the city - I mean THE City , I'm always depressed in the train, looking out of the window, listening to sad songs, thinking about the tragedy of my life... HAHAHA just kidding, what a cliché. No seriously, I love taking the train, but not in that way. What's more, it always passes by my former school, which is now almost totally destroyed because of some building works, or I don't know, and I feel so sad when I see all these places where we spent so much time buried by the stones. Anyway, the good thing is that I'm at home early for once, so I can work and revise my bac. How wonderful. I can't wait to be the next week-end: 1) my guitar exam will be behind me, 2) we will have three days off, 3) I plan something like shopping, café, restaurant with my sister, Ez3kiel's show with my class, theater and movies. But until then, I really have to do something with my brain, cause I feel like I'm going to mess up my life in those last days - wait, isn't it like every day, every time?
- Mood:worried
- Music:saez - holding on to you @ bataclan
I don't have much to say (yeahyeah, as always I KNOW) but I don't have much to write on my english essay either, even if I really love the subject ("Has a book, film or tv programme ever been a source of inspiration to you?") - so I thought that maybe writing here could help me a little? Right, stupid idea. Anyway, my holidays are not very interesting you know : exhibition, movies, shopping, cafés, movies again, homework, guitar, piano, shopping again, books, restaurants, etc. I went to Albert Kahn's gardens today with my father and it was great! The gardens were lovely, we took loads and loads of photos! It's a real piece of paradise, among buildings, roads and everything -weird, I know. Very peaceful, I could have sat there and read a book during hours. Talking about book, I'm currently diving in German cultur (ach, ach!). I watched Dennis Gansel's Die Welle yesterday, and all I can say is: HUGE. AMAZING. WOW!!!! This is the story of a teacher who tries to prove to his pupils that a new dictatorship can exist now in Germany, by creating one in his class first, which will reach the whole school then. In some ways, it's a quite hard movie that makes you think a lot; even scary, I could say. Then you think "oh god, it's so easy to manipulate humans, and after all, it is totally possible that a new dictatorship comes out now". Scary, I told you. Anyway. I'm also reading Goethe's Die Leiden des jungen Werthers (huh in French, of course); I WANT TO LIVE IN THE XIXth CENTURY!!!!!! People were so sensitive, and felt things - I mean, they really felt something. But this is also me being to complicated, because I'm always complaining about feeling nothing in this world, but when I really feel something, I just freak out, try to forget everything and become apathetic again. Huh?
- Mood:irritated
- Music:the hives - tick tick boom
Done, done done!!!! Yeaaaah, I'm feeling so relieved! Whoaaa, I thought we would never get through that contest. I probably won't go to my practise test tomorrow, too tired, too lazy, just want to get STUPID. I don't know if you know what I mean, but after spending six hours -right, five hours and 45 minutes- in a god-damned room writing anything that in my mind, I just want to feel dumb. I think I messed my essay up, but I'm very glad to have done it again because I had so much more fun than last time. Words came by their own, instead of me trying to spit them on my sheet (fuck si mon anglais est incompréhensible), and this is the way I love to write. Fortunately, we went to Paris after that, on the wharfs and then in a park just to let ourselves go and have some rest, lying in the grass or sitting on the floor, talking about books or listenning to music. It was pretty cool, as always. I also wanted to check Warhol's exhibition at the Grand Palais tonight with James and Margaux, but I just feel so exhausted, so hungry and so used, that I'll probably have a shower, read a book and sleep for at least ten hours. So good week-end and please take a look at my deviantart page, new photos will be put on very soon.
- Mood:sick
- Music:saez - yellow tricycle
Oww SHITTY BODY! It must be something like the fourth or fifth time I'm seeing that lousy doctor this month because there's ALWAYS something wrong about me. Nothing serious, but my parents are like paranoid so... Hmm anyway let's talk about something else. Actually, I don't have lots to say today -well, as always. A lot of things happened these last few days and others will probably happen soon (or not?) but I don't want to put anything personnal on the Internet so I can't say anything else but "I feel sick, Slumdog Millionaire is a good movie but doesn't deserve eight oscars in my view, and I'm going to the skate park this week-end". But wait, it is not forbidden to think, isn't it? So this is what's in my mind now. I'm often under the impression that if some people like -or worst love- me, it's because they don't really know me, because if they do, they wouldn't. Huh? Anyway, forget it. I just wonder if some other people feel this way, I mean, if someone feels like he/she is a liar everyday? Like you're not true, you're always lying to everybody just because you are simply a bad person. This is an awful feeling when you discover it, but after that you just have to live with. I know some would say that you can change but what if you can't? It must be because you're really bad, isn't it? Well, I sometimes think so. You keep living with this kind of "hidden part", which is not necessarily hidden but it's just that some people don't see it. But I don't understand why they don't. Maybe because they loved you before you became so mean; well, that's not possible because I think you were born bad. So? I don't know. You're a fake, a damned fake yes, you are a hypocrite, you don't deserve the ones who love you, but you're still at their sides, you still lives with them, talk to them, lie to them, loves them. This is the height of the viciousness.
- Mood:crappy
- Music:sum 41 - best of me
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