but you can have my Christmas tree.
I'll post something more meaningful in a while, I guess. Maybe even a new song. But for now, sleep. It's a quarter past eleven now, and the moon is absolutely beautiful. Really low, and yellow..
Maybe I told you because I wanted to share, or maybe I just told you because I still don't know the difference between pm and am.
Goodnightynight! x0x0 (I need to be persistent with the zero's I guess)
Sure, I finally buy sunglasses I actually like, and then the sun disappears.
I always dislike sunglasses on me because.. I don't know, or because of my face, or because of my bangs. Or te combition haha. But I like this one.
Still, it's looking way cooler on the sheep. Stupid sheep.
Maha, caught (and smelled, whooohee) you yawning.
I want to make a list of my favorite things.. things I already own. ah.. okay I'm going for some favorite-things-photo-safari through the house.
ahrr.. but I'll post that later.
Have a nice day xoxo
(edit; photsafari failed over and out roger)
So, the story, I should've done this before hehe. Anyway.
Tuesday I went to a Regina Spektor concert (which was totally freaaaking unbelievable and she was so good and cool and I want to go again), and without me knowing anything about it, my mother had tried to arrange a meeting with Regina, by mailing Paradiso (the thing where she had to perform).
But that all went a bit slow and it didn't work. The day after the show, my mom got an email from a woman working there saying something like: well we listened to her songs and we liked it, when Anne-Fleur thinks she's ready for little concerts she should mail me.
So on thursday, my mom told me that, and sent me that email. And I thought, oh cool maybe then next year I could play in the small room of Paradiso.. or maybe a pre-show to some band. So then, on friday, I started writing an email, which took me a whole day because I'm terribly bad at writing emails to people I don't know. And I wasn't finished yet, when my mom got an email of a man from Mojo who said something like: we listened to her songs and think she's promising, on what number could we reach you?
And my mom went like ieeeeee, and I was like: aaaa stop! nothing's gonna happen!
And she emailed our number and a few minutes later the phone rang and I was like: I'm not gonna pick it uppppppppp! So my mom picked up the phone and after like 10 minutes I tip-toed downstairs and then I heard the phone being hung up and my mom ran downstairs and said: I think it's better if you sit down.. you might have to sell your lowlands ticket..
And I said: "no.. what.. come on"
And she said: "Yeah, you're going to play on lowlands!"
And I think I might've said "so it isn't a joke" for like.. 10 times. And each time she said no. And then I ran up the stairs screaming and went to Rosa and when I was there I screamed, and she screamed and.. well you know (;p)
So that's the whole story. And mom, thanks again!
This is still, so, weird.
The titles in between the brackets (english?) are songs I don't really like (mostly because they're on guitar) and never play. The one betweens the wrinkly brackets are songs who still need music to go with them.
and the one with red stripes are the ones I already wrote in the thingy. And I only write like that for things like this. I can write a bit better hehe.
ahh uhrrr anddd... no nothing else. Meehehehehehehehehehee.
Okay bye! x
And click here for this one.
Thanks! (-: oh and if you haven't done it already, please take a look on her site: www.charlottekan.com
Why did I never hear about that site before? I will have a splendid vacation from now on. No more boredom whoopee.
A few I really liked..
One about a girl who's looking for someone to manage her, with as the title of het ad: im a female raper and singer looking for management.
Like the site said: why would you post three identical pictures? I already got the point.
I wouldn't even let them look at my homework. (If I had homework that is.. it is, ofcourse, holiday)
A new sooong woo. It's called uuummm... ahmm.... dang this is hard.. well anyway.
Don't cry,
crying makes the air moist
Which causes mushrooms to grow
Don't cry
Don't believe,
when the presidents say it's the most beautiful thing they've witnessed in their lives
even when they're saying mushrooms are more beautiful than their wives
Don't believe
Don't do not believe me,
Mushrooms aren't that pretty,
I saw one myself, when I walked to the top of the hill
but I still needed to take my happypills
Don't don't believe me
Memories, a mermaidman took me to his house in the sea
he told me not to breathe, the poisoned air
until we would be there
and when we came there, he took me into his scaley arms
took my breath with his charms
and then kissed me,
filling my lungs again
and I cried, I cried my virgin mermaid tears
I cried my last human tears
I cried
So don't cry when all you ever do is laugh
and please put your autograph
on this paper to make sure,
that if you ever cry,
you'll cry so hard, so loud, so much
you'll cry the earth into a sea
'cause, remember, my daughter
mushrooms cannot grow underwater
And don't don't believe me
and I cried, I cried my virgin mermaid tears
I cried my last human tears
I cried
edit: and some photo's because I was bored..
I guess someone felt the urge to scratch "dogs"
The little guy sat there for half an hour, sipping his pepsi. (Later his mom told me that the reason he sat all the way there with the bottle, is because actually he wasn't allowed to drink cola)
I swear to pizza, this is the only ahm.. solid? picture I have of Sjors. I love this picture.
And I loooove this car. It's pink! It's a cadillac! yeah.
mmyea.. black and white.. well.. anyway. I actually uploaded the mushrooms song by the way, but my face was so creepy in the beginning that I took it of again. (I wrote creepy as creapy ha).
It's raining cats and dogs out here.. bye!
Sarah lend me the book Everything is illuminated by Jonathan Saffran Foer. I read his Extremely Loud Incredibly Close also, and I loved that one. I haven't finished Everything is.. yet, but I love it already. And the gave me another book to read which was Happiness by Will Ferguson, only then the Dutch version. I read a few pages and it's so cool that I ordered it in English :-) practise practise!
Ooooh look what I found
The Man of Thousand faces is such a beautiful song.. I don't really like the video though. Only 11 days till I see her! Yay.
I have nothing, nooothing to say.. well.. have
oh no seriously, Michael Jackson.. I was flabbergasted.. I've said this so many times but; I secretly thought he would live on forever. I don't know what more to say about him. He was just some kind of machine, doing his perfect dances and how he created some songs that were just so amazing that almost everyone who heard it liked it. (when I try to type sentences that long, I always make mistakes). Though his dances and song would've been even better if he would've been happy.
I'm going to be a couch potato with Jonathan for a while and then go.. swimming maybe. Aren't we lucky with the beach 10 min cycling near? Ohh it's going backwards.
And I should post a video soon.
Bye! Have a nice day :-)
