Category Archives: people in public places :P

all the weird stuff that goes noticed but unsaid. enjoy, peeps!

Why We Can’t Get a Cat – part 2


Dear peeps,


I considered titling this post “why we can’t adopt a child”, but figured that would require too much explaining. Instead, some of you may remember that time my mother decided that a proper pet should serve as interior decoration (The Aesthetics of a Perfect Cat – choosing a pet)*. Well, this is a sort of continuation of that :D

It is true that, in many ways, my mother and I share the same taste (when it comes to Jude Law, for example, or the fact that chocolate cake is not adequate unless it is basically a brownie). However, some fundamental differences have cropped up. These differences include views on curfews, skirt lengths, bright purple nail-polish, tomatoes, or cats, as previously mentioned. But never did I expect for it to go so far as….





it's not what it sounds like

it’s not what it sounds like


i swear, youre getting a totally wrong idea! #diggingmyowngrave

The thing is that my mom and I have had multiple conversations in the past like this:

Penny: That’s a cute one!

Mom: Nah…

Penny: It’s a baby, how can you be so mean?

Mom: It’s just ugly.


innocent child, blissfully unaware of the harsh critique it is receiving

Or this:

Mom: Ok, that one’s cute!

Penny: Hm….I suppose. It’s not quite my style.

Mom: What’s wrong with it?

Penny: It’s too pale. I like the chubby ones with sparkly eyes and everything. My mother did wish for me to specify that this is a sort of parody of reality, and that she does find all  babies to be adorable (except for the screaming ones), especially the ones with sparkly eyes and everything. I guess I shouldn’t go around misrepresenting people like this.

ok, so this one might be suspecting something…

Fortunately, my mother and I probably won’t be adopting children together any time soon, so the problem remains irrelevant. Also, we’ve decided that my children will be the cutest anyway, so…I’m just going to be silent now…





*We really never did get a cat, by the way.



le petit tour de zurich :D (new video) #imadeathing


Here’s the new YouTube video I’ve managed to upload:

the precious video #achievements

It took me forevvvvva* to edit, because my skillz on Windows Movie Maker are still….primitive, to say the least (the most?) BUT I DID IT!!!! *exhausted maniacal laughter*

*hours and literally hours and all night and day and hours of my life omgawd


Also, be prepared to meet a new friend of mine. :D His name is Zombiestone, and I’m quite sad to be sending him home :(


Anyway, if you’d like to see me do a certain video – a tag or a challenge or whatever – just leave a comment and I’ll see what I can do ;) * to be whispered seductively*

Oh, and if you want to see my full channel, I’ve customized a cute little link, voilà:




Young Love


Dear girl who couldn’t decide if she wanted her coat on or off,


So, two little kids, playing at the park. Suddenly, girl leans in and plants a confident smooch on boy’s mouth.

Boy runs away.

Girl chases after him, proceeds to tear at his t-shirt, nearly pulling it off.

He’s just preparing you for the future, gurl.

Ah well. Love is in the air. ^^




how i get bullied by primary-schoolers


Dear peeps,


For some reason, I have no problem standing up to adults, teachers, parents, other students, friends (and “standing up” is, in *some* cases a very kind way of putting it), and yet, somehow, I must be subconciously terrified of ten-year-olds.

On the tram on the way to school, there are two that always choose to sit RIGHT BY MY FRIENDS, leaving me the only wonderful option of finding a seat at the other end of the car.

They always get off at the next stop, so then I quietly rejoin the squad, meanwhile receiving judgemental looks from the people who saw my weakness.

So am I a coward? Or is it my good heart that doesn’t want to take away something from a child?




Sit on my stuff please.


To the lady who mistook my school stuff for a seat cushion,


Walks into an almost empty tram, sits down right next to me while i frantically pull my bags out from underneath her, doesnt grace me with a hello – or a glance, for that matter. Sits in silence, glaring into space, the entire way.

Well ok…