Monthly Archives: August 2015

Family Discussions – the optimal death (trigger alert)

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Hey peeps,

 

So, I was at a restaurant with my mom and brother, and we were discussing life, as family might at a restaurant. #muchphilosophical

And we were sitting outside, so I suddenly realized that the black emptiness next to us was rather unsettling, reminding one somewhat of “The Hound of the Baskervilles”.

Silence fell, as my two people turned to admire the darkness.

i mean you just KNOW that that creepy-ass dog was just waiting to attack us all.

“Well”, my mother remarked, “I’m closest to the edge, so I’d get eaten first. And while it feasted on me, you could both escape.”

Futher silence ensued.

My brother and I sat there, feeling the immense guilt of our mother hypothetically sacrificing herself for us.

The thing is, as I then remarked, that it would be even crappier if a child sacrificed themself for their parent. For obvious reasons.

Anyway, before it gets too dark on this post, let’s move on!

also: TRIGGER ALERT

Somehow, we drifted from this to the topic of “the optimal death”. Suicide, in particular, since we can’t really choose our death otherwise.

My theory, btw, is that the best way to die would be to jump off a really really high place (for example a plane) with no parachute, and as you were plummetting to your death, you could enjoy your last seconds of life, feeling that flying sensation, spreading your arms and having the wind in your hair.

just a slightly different landing…

The only problem is that then you might suddenly regret killing yourself. So, as my brother was about to offer his opinion on this, my mother piped in:

“Do you think people are listening to us?”

 

Cheers,

Penny

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Sleeping Under The Stars – getting hit by meteors

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Hey peeps,

 

Yes…it’s been a while…

I have various excuses on hand (one of them being a combination of laziness and the big bang theory), but let’s not dwell.

let the cuteness calm you.

I have been quite busy the last week, including my close-to-nature experience of last night with my best friend and her sister.

It all started with their determination to prove to their parents that they could definitely manage to camp in a tent for a night (I’m not entirely sure how that happened but there seemed to be mention of a five star hotel, a bathrobe, and much smugness on somebody’s part). And I was then invited to join them in their endeavor.

We were going to fight against this philosophy.

So, I arrived, and since I don’t own a sleeping-bag, we began thinking of other comfortable methods of spending the night in the grass. We set up:

  1. A tent.
  2. A hammock.
  3. A lounge chair.
  4. Two air-mattresses.

The tent came with one little problem, namely that we were missing one of the pin-down-thingies #professionallingo

However, being the ressourceful geniuses that we are, we came up with an alternative solution:

This be tha sista holding our solution.

This be tha sista holding our solution. (this solution would later help demonstrate my extreme [lack of] tennis skillz)

This was eventually achieved, and it started getting dark, so naturally, we proceeded to gossip and tell totally intimate secrets. #omgsosneaky

cute toddler or mean girls? better go with both.

And then, as it got darker, we realized the grass was comfy, so with two sleeping bags and the air-mattresses, we completely left the tent and its friends at one end of the garden, and made ourselves comfortable under the night sky.

shhhhhhhh…. #notquite

AND THEN THE AMAZINGNESS HAPPENED!!!!!!!!!!!!!

SUDDENLY DOZENS OF SHOOTING STARS JUST STARTED FLYING AROUND.

I AM NOT EVEN JOKING.

I HAD NEVER SEEN ONE BEFORE.

It was magic :)

So, we started doing some serious wishing. Like, big-time abitiousness here.

But I won’t tell you what my wishes were and ruin my magical chances.

It is a rare occasion on which I get to use this meme. I am always grateful.

We fell asleep at about 1 in the morning, and then woke up at the crack of dawn to the totally *un-judgemental* stares of joggers passing by. But hey, we had more fun than they did, so I regret nothing.

Here are some proof pictures:

In the night, taken with a 6% battery phone. And no, there weren't any "normal" ones... :D

In the night, taken with a 6% battery phone. And no, there weren’t any “normal” ones… :D

Drying stuff off the next morning. Who knew the cold would cause the moisture to descend upon us :P

Drying stuff off the next morning. Who knew the cold would cause the moisture to descend upon us :P

Well, we couldn't just not use the tent at all...

Well, we couldn’t just not use the tent at all…

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oh my god, this pic just out-styled us all O_o #nowifeelbad

Oh, and I forgot to mention: the shooting stars turned out to be the result of the meteor showers. Just fyi. #funfact. Yeah.

Ah, it’s nice to talk to my lovely readers again. ˆˆ

 

Cheers,

Penny

Another Liebster *why though*

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Good afternoon, peeps!

 

Muahahahaha my genius is reaching people! I have been nominated for le liebster award – again. And because I’m humble, I’m going to answer all the questions anyway!

Or, quite honestly, I’m answering them because I know how fun it is to stalk people’s liebster nominations. #alltheTMI

It’s all for your benefit. B)

Actually, I wasn’t even certain if I was nominated because someone (*Pooja*) didn’t make links in her post. But I’m now gratefully dancing around on my keyboard, because I get to exploit someone else’s creativity! Yayyy! An awesome three (or four, woahhh) cheers for the wonderfully weird brown girl!!!

Alorsss, pour les rules:

1. Thank your nominator. (katchinggg)

2. Answer ze kwestians. 

3. Display the award logo. (yknow, art and stuff)

4. Nominate 10 other bloggers (share the fame).

So now, the moment we’ve all been waiting for: *audience yawns*

ANSWERING POOJA’S QUESTIONS

*audience claps a few times*

1) If your hair could talk, what would it say to you?

“why u run outta conditioner?!” – it’s been a frizz ball these past weeks. but hey, it turns heads, so… :D

#thuglife

2) 5 words that best describe you?

i dunno, “bipolar” springs to mind…

i’ll go with: dramatic, musical, decisive, shy, confident

3) Top 3 places you would want to travel to?

hehe watch me slither out of this one:

asia

europe

the americas

You shall not contain me!

4) How do you deal with sadness?

i sing and sing and sing and sing and sing and sing and sing and s…

funny how that chair can hold my entire family

5) What’s the first thing you do on hearing a happy news?

i pretend it’s not that great, and try to look cool

6) Are you an introvert or an extrovert or somewhere in between?

introvert, unless i have motive (i.e. a piece of cuteness) to be otherwise

see more of my dating know-how here

7) Your spirit animal would be a ..?

cat: weaving around my owner, being doted on, effortlessly walking around like a runway model – i could live with that.

in a man’s world, it’s important to be ambitious

8) Why do you blog?

I’m not ready for this kind of pressure.

9) What does the world need right now?

Less opinions. – but that’s only my opinion.

10) Your fave politician? Hahah kidding. OK, your fave music artist?

wait a sec, while i delete my essay on hillary clinton…(she said, choosing the only politician she knows anything about)

there are too many.

but freddie mercury is definitely the queen.

And now, I’m going to be really bad….

You see I haven’t been blogging for too long, and I already nominated my people on the last round, so unfortunately, I am letting the chain die. (Don’t hate me.)

Also, this is the reason I put this article off for so long, because I actually got nominated a couple weeks ago…

pas impressionnant…#didispellthatright?

Well….I’m sorry. :(

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Time will heal the wounds.

 

Cheers,

Penny

I Almost Met Freddie Mercury (and other trivialities)

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Good morning peeps!

 

Yes, I’m up, and actually writing again, finally. Now before I continue, I’d like to just say that I wish I were still asleep because my mother came in with her motivated “rise and shine” just as I was about to meet Freddie Mercury in my dream.

i will begrudge her this forever

Apart from that though, I’m writing out of guilt, since I sortof disappeared for like three days. But I have much exciting news! *audience squints unconvincedly*

Well, I did go to the library, and borrow books for research on my graduation paper. My topic is 9/11, so this shouldn’t be dismal.

*immediately feels guilty about slight humor*

Oh, but in other news: My mother has decided that it would be in all of our health-benefits to try going vegan for a week. Testing it before a permanent decision or something.

I am that man. That man is me. The ball is tofu.

And so of course, I am now realizing how much of my diet consists of things that apparently don’t qualify as vegan. Such as everything that isn’t fruits or vegetables.

I had an entire pack of rice-cakes for breakfast this morning.

It was delicious.

(They even specify the “ingredients” on the packaging: rice.)

But tomorrow is the last day, and then I hope (I’m assuming, please God) that Mom will come to her senses. I’ll die from eating meat and cheese if need be (and we all know I mean the cheese), because otherwise I’ll die from not eating them. And which one is the slower, more painful death? That’s right.

So, enjoy all the beautiful food you eat today, and savor the taste for me!

 

Cheers,

Penny

the excitement that is couch #sniffles

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Dear peeps,

 

I make it my goal to share as much as possible with you – too much, ideally – yet this is made challenging when days are spent blinking drousily into the stabbing sunlight, lounging lifelessly around on the sofa.

Basically, being sick is extremely exciting.

This actually happened to me once (i had a runny nose)

So instead of fascinating you with all the riveting details of my ailments, here’s a list of things to do when you’re under the weather:

1. Paint nails.

Beautiful.

2. Watch movie. Youtube. TV series.

Be doted on by mother. Exploit her kindness.

3. Plan crafts on Pinterest.

4. Think about fun.

5. Look at yummy recipes. Don’t go in kitchen because you are contageous.

6. Stare into the abyss, listening to that buzzing noise you always hear when you’re sick.

7. Listen to country & jazz, because that doesn’t worsen the headache.

Appropriate sticker.

8. Complain to everyone.

9. Feel ignored and rejected.

10. Go on “bens bitter blog” to join in the bitterness.

11. Be mocked by the beautiful sunny weather.

it burns usss

12. Decide you’ll have fun if you want to, do fun thing, get sicker.

Determined. To. Have. Fun.

So, now that I’ve inspired all of you with my up-beat mentality, I’d like ro remark that yesterday, August 1st, was national Switzerland day over here!

And as a sign of my overwhelming patriotism, I am expressing my celebration the day after :D

I did wear a red shirt yesterday, so I think it’s fine.

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This, btw, was the “fun” i was talking about #groceryshoppingwithmom

 

Cheers,

Penny

things to do instead of that assignment thats due today – how to win at life

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Hi peeps,

 

I’m hyperventilating as I write this, because while I’m supposed to be writing a French essay that’s due this evening, every cell in my body is fighting against my basic survival instinct, convincing me that ambitions aren’t important. (More to this wisdom with my inner hobo.)

In other words, I really really don’t want to write the essay. #wheretheresnowill

Here is a list of things I have done in an effort to fail my class:

1. Spend entire evening binge-watching Jimmy Fallon.

2. Practice musical instrument – you’re being “productive“, not “running away from responsibility”, sheesh.

3. Pretend to do “research” on your topic (hello, google images).

4. Lie face-down on couch.

5. Stare into open refrigerator, munching on a rice-cake.

6. Plan what I’m going to do to make myself do the assignment. (lose track and wake up on pinterest)

7. Have a headache.

8. Search for “how to stop procrastinating” – subsequently watch all of Superwoman’s YouTube videos.

9. Open Word. Choose font. Cry.

Well, those are my positive words of advice for today, because now I’m going to go “write my essay”…

A high-five for everyone who made it to the bottom of this post!

U rock man

 

Cheers,

Penny