Icelandic Blues

I know, I know - I should post more often. I was really busy these last weeks. I started my laboratories of organic chemistry and I tried not to have a nervous breakdown. I had to stop a beginning of a fire by blowing on the flames, I burnt my hand on a hot metal piece and one of my friend started coughing like a mad man thanks to tear gas. Why do I prefer theoritical and physical chemistry again ? Oh yeah ! Because you can't die at any moment.

So, what's new in my little life ? I have my driving licence and I'll be able to drive anywhere I want. Well, as soon as I'll have a car. But hush, no one noticed ;)

I don't know if I'll be able to leave next year. I wanna go abroad to continue my studies (from January to August) but I'm kinda broke. So, I hesitate between two destinations :
- Montreal, Canada : nice town, they speak French and my classes would be given in French (so, no problem whatsoever) BUT, since this destination doesn't belong to the Erasmus program, I would have to find a place to live on my own (meaning, calling Canada and sending them mails and so on).
- Uppsala (I know - it sounds like a Oompa Loompa's Town), Sweden : weird name, great university, especially in the science field, classes would be given in English BUT it's in *Sweden* (who speaks Swedish, really ?), it's cold and the cost of life is like... super high. Bonus point : destination present in the Erasmus program, so they would find me a studio.

What do you think ?
Anyway, if I don't get a scholarship from my home university (ULB), I would be totally screwed. Cross your fingers for me, okay ? ;)

(This post should be full of mistakes but I'm too lazy to correct it, sorry ! XD)

Hm, I'm so tired right now. I suppose that's due to the fact I went back to uni this week and I had to wake up at a decent hour again (6 o'clock, help me survive !). I almost arrived late to my first lab so I sent a text to J telling him : "DUDE ! I'm in the subway ! I'll be there soon but MAKE THE OTHERS SLOW DOWN. DON'T GO INTO THIS FREAKING LAB WITHOUT ME !" I had no answer but when I stepped out of the subway, this nitwit stepped out as well. We looked at each other and then... "Oh shit." Anyway, the teacher was late so no problem whatsoever. But it was rather funny.

I want to learn the sign language so bad. I made some researches over the Internet and found a program that didn't seem bad. I would spend 3 hours learning this language on every Saturday morning with a group of 25 people. But I need to check if the group isn't full already. I hope it isn't. I need to call them on Monday to be sure. Other question - will I be able to follow these lessons AND my third year of chemistry at the same time ? Plus, I have to write "Les Lettres auxquelles on ne répond pas". But I really want to learn the sign language - I find it fascinating. Wish me luck.

So, what's the BIG news of the day ? Well, I went to the Fnac today with S and Bambou to see... a signing of IAMX ! We talked to Chris Corner, Janine, Dean and Tom and they sign our cds. They were really sweet and nice, and allow us to take pictures of us with them (no, we're not crazy fans, what are you thinking ? :p). I joked a bit whith Janine (Bambou would say "flirt a bit with Janine", hehe) about S's camera - she said it was really beautiful, small, with a good photo quality. I looked at the said camera and told her it wasn't mine and that since I was so jealous of S, I would take a picture and then run away with the damn thing. She laughed out loud, it was nice ;) Btw, here are ( S's photos. )

So, it's been a while, yeah ? I know, I know : I should have post sooner. But I was quite busy. Anyway.
First things first : here's Sweeps Quirks, which is a new channel of webseries (not sure if that's the same word in English as in French) created by Arianne and Bambou. You can find some new stories, download pdf versions of these stories (to put on you I-pod for example) and even challenge yourself by writing on three different subjects. Go check the website for more informations. Unfortunately, it's in French, so... ^^'
The first chapter of my webserie, Les Lettres, will be posted tonight and I'm not stressed at all. Yeah, not at all. Hum.

I discovered the Noisettes some weeks ago. Maybe you know them thanks to "Don't upset the rhythm". "Don't give up" reminds me of the Yeah Yeah Yeahs whereas "Never Forget you" sounds like Amy Winehouse :


Remember the guy I talked about in my last post ? Well, we went to see an old movie (The Killers, with Ava Gardner and Burt Lancaster) and then ate in a cozy restaurant. It was really sweet and all. I think a step has been made - not in a romantic way or anything, which I'm not counting on - but for our friendship. Some things have been said (but not important ones), others were just there, floating between us and that makes me smile. Anyway, some days later, I received a text that said : "The weather is warm like my eternal affection for you." Okay, dude. What am I supposed to conclude with that sort of things ? Bugger, I receive some mixed signals, here ! XD

Back in Brussels. I was feeling so sick when I got on the plane (before being on air) and I thought I would spend the next 6-7 hours stuck in those tiny toilets wishing I was already home so I could lie in bed. Hopefully, I got better one hour later but it was really scary - all I could think was "okay girl, you got this freaking H1N1 virus and now deal with it !" but I guess mixing Chinese food with a strawberry smoothie wasn't really one of my greatest idea. Silly me.

Anyway, I put my bags in the hall, took a shower and went to bed. I spent almost 10 hours sleeping. When I woke up, I found out that one of the locks I put on my bag was missing. In the said bag was a little paper telling me it had been opened to check its content (yeah, as if I was a terrorist and I transported a missile from USA to make explode my own country : fear me people, I'm evil, booh !). My clothes were all messed up and I have now to find and buy another lock (okay, it's not really expensive but still - it's disturbance). I know USA have been traumatized by 9/11 but these controls and procedures always freak me out. Guess that could not be changed.

I'll post some photos and a transcript of my travel later. I'm still a bit tired. The travel was so great but I'm happy to be back in Belgium - I missed my country so much :)

Bags almost ready. Still need to create somes mixes and check my whole list of things to bring with me to be sure I'm not forgetting something important. Feeling like shit today - need more sleep. Missing Ugly Betty so much (this show was hilarious). Hope there're gonna be some good movies on the flight. Can't stop writing as if I was on Twitter (sorry).

( Where I talk about my angst )

Anyway, let's stop being angsty.
I went to an Italian restaurant with Bambou (it was her birthday ! she turned 20), her boyfriend and her family. I was feeling so hungry for Italian food, it was scary. Benefits of my diet, I guess. Then, we went to her place, got drunk and began to tell crazy and nasty stories about our youth (okay, we're not old per se... Let's say "our years as teenagers"). Actually, we were some crazy teenagers - not really popular but not really nerds either... We were just weird, really. I think our whole school remembers us as "the weird girls." Don't know if that's a good thing or not... Anyway, we used nicknames to talk about people we didn't like (and, thinking about it, we didn't really like anyone), nicknames as "Apple Killer", "The Prophet" and "The Trisomic Mouse" (okay, this one isn't nice and I'm ashamed of it). Bambou even sent a rose to the guy I liked (for Valentine's day) and signed it "Paul", which was our (gay) teacher's name. Except, you know, the day after that, every person in the school knew we were the ones who tried to mock my crush and it was even funnier when he began to watch us as if he plotted some evil scheme against us. Stories like that... It was a funny time. Anyway, we were then telling those stories and Bambou's boyfriend didn't understand a shit out of it ("The Prophet ? Was it some character in a rpg ?") and we told him he needed to focus more. He then got the brilliant idea to record 30 minutes of our conversation and to make us listen to it the morning after. All you hear were crazy laughs and some incoherent sentences, no shit. I hope this record will remain secret forever.

You know, sometimes, you feel strong, happy and as nothing can stop you. Life's beautiful. And then, BA BOUM ! You find yourself with nothing to do, because you're on holidays, and you just stay home for a while. You know you should get out, socialize, don't stay alone, but you can't quite get yourself to pass the door. It feels strangely fine to be alone for a while and see nobody, just find yourself, the real you, back. Nonetheless, you're not completly alone, because all the memories come back again and again. Memories and regrets.

Then, you ask yourself : what if I made the wrong choices ? What if I had told him what I felt this day ? What if the other one wasn't a stupid arse ? What if you weren't so dependent and stupid ? What if, what if... You know nothing you can imagine will really help you, but you can't stop and you hate yourself for that. Music makes things easier and the "non-stories", as you call them, haunt you more than ever. So, when someone you don't know comes to talk to you one day (and really, for once, the person seems nice and not mental), you reject him directly because your mind seems to shout "please, leave me alone !" again and again and you're really scared. Later, you wonder why you were so scared, because, in the past, you didn't really get hurt, but it feels strangely that way.

That was this month's happy post.

So, here's the new layout because I had to occupy myself with something else than studying non-stop. That's pretty much the same layout as the one I had on LJ (btw, it was created by Bambou) but since I really liked it, I thought it was a good idea to put it back here. I'm not completly satisfied with the colours of this DW account, but it will do for now.

I'm really a nitwit at organic chemistry. Truthfully, if one exam could make me fail my school year, it would be organic chemistry. I'm the kind of person who prefers maths to some mechanisms of reactions, but yesterday I had my oral exam... And it went very well. So well, in fact, that my teacher (who I didn't like because he's sarcastic and makes fun of his students in front of everybody) told me it was almost perfect and that he could see I had spent a lot of time on his syllabus. I thanked him with a big smile (really, I would have hugged the guy !) and then he told me : "You don't need to thank me, really. I'm the one who should thank you !" I was like... wow !
So, by now, you must be tired of hearing me weeping about my exams, right ? Anyway, thanks for the support and your comments :)

Have you heard "Heavy Cross", the last single of the Gossip ? It's pretty cool, but I'm not really objective - I'm a big fan of Beth Ditto since I saw her at Rock Werchter last year. She was awesome on stage, always sang well and made jokes between songs (she was making fun of Kate Nash, who was going to sing after the Gossip). Plus, of course, her engagement in the lesbian cause and her fight against the way our society judges "beauty" as synonym of "skinny." Of course, she's a bit crazy and provocative, but I like her that way :)

You know, it's always when you're busy that people want to see you and invite you to have a drink or to share a meal with them. Well, sweet people, sorry to disappoint you but I have to study until the 19th of June (for my great pleasure). Anyway, on that date, a friend of mine is doing a barbecue in his house for all the students in chemistry from our year and, after that, we're going to a T.D ("thé dansant" in French), which is a party where you can dance, get drunk at least two times in the same evening and so on and so forth. I wasn't sure if I would attend this party or not, but my other friend J, who's a "party killer", told me : "Dude, you wouldn't come ?! But you're always telling me how you would like to party ! Don't protest : if you don't come, I'll kill you with a shovel !"
So :
1) Yeah, J always treats me like a man, hence the "dude".
2) Come on : PEER PRESSURE !

I had my oral exam of thermodynamics some days ago and I was really stressed.
My mother : Okay - take a deep breath ! Everything's gonna be alright. Just imagine yourself as Spartacus !
(silence)
Me : You're aware that Spartacus DIED during the revolution of the slaves, right ?

To-do list for after the exams :
- Go to the hairdresser.
- Ride my bike (seems like an order from Queen)
- Buy concert places for IAMX, Coeur de Pirate and maybe Indochine and Massive Attack (not sure if I'm really gonna watch those two).
- Read the last two books of Harry Potter and watch the older movies to be ready for the new movie (yeah ! more Tom Felton and Alan Rickman on the screen !)

I went see a play with some friends of mine some days ago. Since this was the last play of this season, we received chocolates from Pierre Marcolini (a famous chocolate maker) as gifts. Let just say that I'll need some time to recover from the awful sensation of chocolate mixed with saffron... Marcolini, you're officially on the Dark Side.

Anyway, the play was rather good. It was called "My First Time" and was based on the stories some people had shared on the Internet. Some parts of the play were really funny, like that moment where the two male actors were talking about cd's and one of them told the other (with an appreciative look on his face) "Je pourrais t'en filer", which has double meaning : "t'en filer" means to give something to you and "t'enfiler" means to penetrate you.
...
Okay, okay, I get it : I stop with my French jokes, it's not funny ;)
Anyway, the play has the credit to talk about incest and rape, subjects almost never discussed in theatre. In short : not the best play I've ever seen, but it was interesting.

Here are some crazy conversations I had :

(drinking beer and discussing the fact that girls may not go into gay clubs anymore, except if they "show their homosexuality")
Me : That's completely ridiculous !
Bambou : Yeah, sure.
Me : I mean, how do you show your homosexuality ? Just because you don't look like some lesbian bus driver fond of the road 66 doesn't mean you're not lesbian or bisexual. Imagine I'm out of the gay club and I wanna go into it because there's a lesbian there and I have to meet her ! What do I do ?
Bambou : You have really strange statistics, honey.

T (while I'm reading a newspaper) : Anything interesting ?
Me : Hmm, there's an article about Mogwai.
T : About who ?
Me : The band, Mogwai.
R : Wait... Mogwai, as in the Gremlins ?
Me : Yup.
(silence)
R (angry): Do they at least pay author rights to use this name ?!
Me : I don't know R... You could send them a mail to solve this great and unique mystery. Anyway, are you a Gremlins'fan or something ?
(silence)
Me : Just as I thought, you great geek.