back in white

To the blog. To the blog i hope no one i know will see and i decided to continue writing (at least at this very drift of the situation). Maybe it's all just for the thrill or just because i am in a dumb state.. again. I don't really know what to say, cause this devil's thought won't materialize in front of me.. AGAIN. all the same, time flies together with my brain cells and i am in the same place even though i'm moving..

everything needs to have an end. too much oxygen leads to a sudden death.

i desire

i seek the infinity of beauty which i wouldn't seek if it was there. here. somewhere. anywhere. where hope is..? what if we all were just a big bunch of monsters living in hell. if nothing had ever finsished even though it had some kind of end. the place we all are stuck at i suppose.! decide on your own.

ARRIVA!

this page kiills all kinds of qualities..

just me scanning myself once again..

By the way i'd love if someone would give me some feedback. Have a good night!

yesterday..

Well, as I said before there was this 'event' going on and i spent the whole day in Zurich yesterday., bought a new pair of shoes in Booster (I LOVE BOOSTER) in the Niederdorf. I wanted a pair like that since ages and now it has happened. yeah! My dream has been fullfilled.. They look really vintage and have a blueish touch which you don't really see on the photo but, well, use your imagination!. Dreamland over everything!... Anyway it was a quick buy and than we went on with my friend looking for a place to drink something and chill in the sun a little. Enjoying the first sunny day since ice age. Heading direction Orel Füssli. We arrived at Café Henrici, which Pascal Grob, the fashion blogger, wrote a nice review for, and actually when we came in, he was there. Sitting on the right, with his straw hat, looking quite busy, talking on the phone. God, i hate mobile phones.. Anyway, we found a place to sit, although it was quite full and i had my Coffee and Cigarettes, which i think our table neighbors were not too happy about, but hey, since the Rauchverbot rules the Zurich City now they could have moved inside..
The evening was nice (and warm!!!!!!!!!), except for the fact, that before any of the musicians could touch their instruments the Champions League was triumphing on the screen. And football is one more thing i don't have any interest in. u,mmmmdoof..... Before anyone started playing I already became half-deaf from all the shouting and chanting. And what about the music?
1.Band "Shoedo": Swiss-Mountain-Trying to be funny- singer/songwriter/country = Simply Bad..
2.Band "On Saturday 17th": Classic alternative rock - nice live performance - good front-man= The best of all four, especially that they've been rehearsing for one month only. In general very good.
3.Band "BUMMBUMMBUMM": I liked it a lot but, their singer and guitarist were apparently missing, so what is there to judge..
4.Band "MISS C": Hip Hop - Bling Bling - Pink/Silver - Whore = I won't comment on it and anyway after the intro i've had enough and went out for a smoke. A little fresh air is always good..
The rest of the evening we spent in the Regenbogen Bar in Niederdorf. What's funny, some of the people who came to see the Hot Pasta 2 show, were later in the Regenbogen too. Just like us. hehe.. Anyway..
Like always, much more has happened that night. But it's too much to write and interests no one. But that's the golden thought for tonight: One night minute is equal to an hour of time in the day light. I love the night. I don't need to hide cause it's dark anyway..
Nighty..

flyer coming up!

So, I won't write a lot today. After some gin (onto an empty stomach, yeah well..) and nice portion of magic candies and an extraordinary quarrel with my parents about how i'm becoming an addict---.. well anyway, for today it has been enough.. , i don't feel like doing anything, except for singing along with Paul Kalkbrenner's huge hit "Sky and Sand", or whatever, i'll shake my stupid head a little.. I don't even know if it's Paul singing, probably not, but who actually cares. buahh.. i am so cold.. i might freeze to death and there will be no help coming.

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Today I'm posting a flayer for a cool show tomorrow that i'm going to. As you see it's on Militärstrasse right opposite of Walcheturm if you know where Walcheturm is.. heh. I'm heading there actually just because i know the guys (at least the most of them) from the band "On Saturday 17th" and I am absolutely curious about their music :). I hope it's gonna be a good night, it surely will, and I hope for you to see this post. Tschabye...

Here yet some blip blab i drew in english... Classmates and the Hatter! (my teacher hates me since than)

i think i'm gonna be a bum for the rest of my life...

Or maybe i don't. I have a certain feeling i have something important to do in my life. (Don't we all??) No, I certainly won't be a bum. Well, maybe just an on and off one. ..yes yes--- I have plans, we all have. Planning, dreaming, losing ground and than boom.. we wake up and it's so late. like today.. however. it's Basquiat, who's the reason why I'm posting today. I'm a little dizzy right now. My mind runs like a computer from the 80s, it just doesn't have this nice neon color and the 80s feel doesn't transfer very well into the reality. But Anyway let's bring it to the point. BASQUIAT IS COMING TO BASEL!. (Well, not personally cause he put a little too much china white into his sweet little fix. Golden Goodbye, how beautiful...). But...You cannot imagine for how long I have waited for this? Well, i know you don't actually care but i need to let the world know!! I have no idea, how long it has been since i've seen his first work and fell in love with it from the first sight (this happens only with art, haha) and it doesn't interest anyone. By the way, I don't want to be doing maths now (Enough of undone homework)... but yea!. He's my absolute fave and i'm going to see his swirls, monsters and quirls (if you get what i mean by that) on the same arty tour, on which I'll pass by Art Basel which takes place between 16 - 20 of June. AAAAAAAAAAAa...!!! I need to get some work done right now, but people, don't you dare missing it!. Now i'll get back to my kinda Ärtzteroman-similar shortstory .. TChüüüss. Whish me luck and a good nights sleep. i'll need it!!

let your spirit soar....

I am a silent warrior
I follow a path i chose
at least i wish to
at least i try to
through the threads of desire
i am a silent warrior,,
This sketch is from my sketch book. I did it after checking out some of the Eric Klemms Photography and concretely the book: Silent Warriors.
I love these faces...
So,, so... Im listening to the new Disc of The Dead Weather now. And You know? They still sound same good as they did a year ago (i might slightly prefer the first album, but psst.). And I mean.. It's excellent. I hate when a rock band suddenly starts playing Saturday night's fever.. If you want to change your music style, experience something new, and hey, that's sometimes absolutely necessary and important in life, (i'd change my band every day if i wouldn't be too afraid and, if i'd be in a band at all), anyway... go SOLO, don't fuck up what you've built up dear musician, cause it's always gonna be even worse than bad. whatever. I think Sea Of Cowards is a good title. I don't know what was their message behind it, but it speaks to me, and no i don't hear voices. (well, sometimes, but that's a whole other thing..) soo... As James Brown sang; 'This is a man's world'.. i think this is a coward's world. We are all cowards. On the streets, in the medias, everywhere cowards and money.. everything is boring and there are only few powerfpuffgirls to save the city. I'm proud to be on my way to becoming one of them.! KEEP THE WORK UP NEW ROMANTICS.. oh... i'm bullshiting and idealizing and again, again.. but..(Theres so many boring people in this huge world don't you think? and don't you wonder where they come from?. I knew guys who didn't know Beatles!!!!!!!!) and as my beloved Oscar Wilde once said, or rather wrote: the world is a stage but the play is badly cast. and oh... it is cast sooo, soo badly..

well, well well... enough with this thought-trampoline... We all have our fears.. Hell I do. I'm the most frightened little rabbit out there and i failed as often as i won.., but!! did you know that the brain nourishes itself from our defeats. WHAT won't kill you 'll make you stronger. bla bla, everyone repeats it but now it's scientifically proven! So make nice round holes in your living room's walls and build up your soul buddies and . experience... It's the most important thing. Mix yourself with garbage, dig yourself out of it and take a dive in it again. Hit the ground, touch the sunset and don't forget to measure every leap with a ruller. Chillya.

if you believe in dreams.. you know it's been björk i've been listening to.

you probably anyway don't care what i'll be writing here about. you're gonna hear it anyway:
LIFE (mainly mine, cause it's to confusing to live but seems so appealing on the paper), FASHION, ART, MUSIC and anything SICK that passes through my hands. i love flayers. lots of flayers coming up! yeah.
howev-a right now i'm chilling with a little help of bitterness and i am about to fall asleep. thanks to it. i am supposed to be doing what a normal girl is supposed to do, as in reading Candide by MR.Voltaire in FRENCH (argh, For Real Ever Never Crunch Honey?? arghx2)....sooo, even though i forget commas and i write 'supposed' with double 'ss', i just have to try to hang onto this project ,this werobou blog, which i am about to keep for a little longer than just a few months, and that is going to beat all the other lousy blogs' asses, which i had and never made anything interesting out of.... all the great blogs they like concentrate on one thing; like STREETSTYLE or PHOTOGRAPHY and me... i want it all.. here i am, closed in a can of thoughts. hermit's philosophy. i never share my brain with anyone. you might call it cowardice but i don't think i have found one worthy person to spit my heart on his palms and feel yet comfortable with it later on. if you get what i'm trying to say, cause sometimes im so unclear and foggy... my thoughts get so out of focus, my sentences are weird. so, well.. we're all different. (what a discovery) and hell,, that's wonderfull.. ME, i love everything, i'm everything a little i am an undefined clay and i touch so many tools and destroy them one after the another. i can achieve anything, i get what and where i want, always, but i miss something, if you know what i mean... im not even able to write proper, cause i just have to wrestle with these many thoughts eating my brain at ounce. they're like rushing through it. like on a highway. really bright lights you can't stand looking at for longer than few seconds else they create a waterfall. like lanterns that are so dark right under them. i might need a lasso to catch the clever ones, cause no one really cares about my vision of hippopotamus flying on a parachute,,. pity ah. doesn't matter. my head is just like this:
-People are so empty...
and than
- OH, LOOK A TOOTHBRUSH!
My head is a rocking carousel. a merry go round. WELCOME ON BOARD.

. .. it's so late again. comets stopped falling. lights stopped blinking it's around 03:59. I wish myself real lots of luck and patience to run this page and way m0re fun to the readers who will hopefully be able to encrypt my crappy mind maps. hmmm,,, i could use a smoke now.. anyways. till somewhen in the future past. EVERYTHING WILL GET COOLER UP HERE I PROOOOMISE. if not shoot me.

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I am full of everything. I'm so young and so old. I want to get rid of everything right here.

See you later if ever.