Under the Spotlight

My Inspiration you ask?

Simply the details of my surroundings, 

inside and out, 

straight from the heart, 

with absolutely no doubt.

-September. 25, 2010

"Follow the Yellow Brick Road"

September. 25, 2010
Take out the colored pencils, paper, scissors, tape and glue! It's time to bring your inner child out.
Yes, I do admit i talk a lot about the future, and I wish it would hurry along. 
Most people say "I want to live life in the moment, make the most of it", but I, well, I wish to fast forward till im 19, in college, away from parental authority and surrounded by a dream, an opportunity, & only a life only I can decipher. 


The best memories are the ones I create for myself, not the ones I unwillingly let others create for me.

Sweet Sensation

This summer I walked downtown Poulsbo, approximately a 10 minute walk, then spent another 10 minutes in both the Rite Aid and Albertson's to figure out what candy would ease my craving, in the end I came out with a box of Raisinette's from the Dollar Store and finished them on the walk back, only to want some more immediately afterwards.
While visiting family friends I went through their Costco Size bag of trail mix and fished out the M&M's, so I could selfishly enjoy them without having to get through the almonds, peanuts, cashews and raisins on the way. Every time I made my way to the bathroom, or living room I would grab a handful of this colorful delight..Lets just say I made a few extra trips to the restroom that evening.

I recall walking for about 30 minutes to the nearest Wal-Mart to come out with a package of 8 '3 Musketeer's - Mint' chocolate bars in it and devouring half of them on the way home.

And lastly, today, while attempting to break a piece of 'Toblerone' chocolate off the bar, I managed to jab my self with a rounded butter knife so hard I now have a throbbing finger and a mark where the knife bursted a hole in a blood vein.

The thing's I go through for a mere taste of sweet, mouthwatering chocolate that lingers for no more than 20 seconds.

*Stands up* 

"I, Brigitte, have history of abusing sugary substances on a very emotional level to which it psychologically appears to make me feel more 'normal'." 

September. 20, 2010

Itchy-bloodshot eyes, what is this?!

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Speaking of eyes...which reminds me of spectacles, which then reminds me of sunglasses which brings us all very nicely to this picture. Ahh, what cool kids.

To be honest, I actually googled 'eyes' to find a picture to resemble my itchy red eyes, well, actually only one of them is red and itchy, but it's easier said in the plural for some reason.

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Another Volleyball practice tomorrow! And i have my first game in 8 days, then another one on the 3rd of October! Oh the fun just never ends, does it? Oh, even better, Astrid will have to be dragged along to that one seeing as she'll be in the country. 

A Mouthful of Words

September. 19, 2010

"There is no combination of words I could put on the postcard

And no song that I could sing, but I can try because this is your heart and this is

Our dreams and they are made out of real things

Like a shoebox of photographs with sepia-toned loving

Love is the answer at least for most of the questions in my heart, like

Why are we here? And where do we go? And how come it's so hard?"

-Jack Johnson

A little RR anyone?

September. 18, 2010

[Rockstar488]

Sun in my face, sand in my toes and wind in my hair. 

A good day at the beach!

Self-Determined Liberty

September.17, 2010

Dreamers fantasize about the state of mind where one doesn't feel enclosed.

Like the deepest dynasty of water 

Artists are inspired by the thought of a world with no boundaries.

A flower filled prairie rolling on as far as one can see

An explorer ignited by the fiery flame of untouched earth.

Reaching the paramount of our wondrous world

Freedom

It's what everyone wants, 

and few have.

I wear a key around my neck in hopes it will lead me to the rightly aspired door.

A midpoint between relentless work and reckless play. 

I am looking for the answer to my question, Where am i going?

tick tick tick

The fear of getting older is the fear of not being ready for the future and the responsibilities it brings.

Another Tidbit of Happiness

September. 3, 2010

Im back in Dubai, ready for another school year, all bags unpacked, old school things cleared out, and new pens & uniforms to be used! 

Although i must admit it's kind of scary, summer is over ad we have another 180 school days left till next summer. Time really does fly by, soon enough i'll be heading out of Dubai, and at the moment, I don't know exactly how to feel about that. I guess all i can do is enjoy the time i have left and try to make the most of it. 

Hopefully tonight I'll have my girls night with a few of the gal-pals. I've missed them ever so much, i can't wait to hear all their stories from summer, thank god i have jet-lag, it'll be super easy staying up all night! 

But first! I am in dire need of a good hour or so of getting the heart rate up! After sitting on that damned airplane for 15 hours i was actually in pain, actual pain. I never thought sitting could hurt, but I have sadly been proven wrong!

Another tidbit of happiness to add; The absolutely wonderful Astrid Samuelsberg is Coming in early October! It'll be her last trip here, and we'll have to make it worthwhile! 

Jet-Lag is a Bitch!

Sitting here in San Fransisco International Airport, doing nothing but waiting for my flight to start boarding, which is in..actually i don't really know, but i believe its in about an hour.
The flight is 15:35 Hours long, and i am not excited. Although, at the same time, I just want it to be over and one with, which means it has to start.

School starts in a few days now, and i have to say, I'm pretty thrilled to get back to a routine and to see my friends again..More the friend part than the routine. Jet-lag is going to be a bitch, but at least I only have about 3 or 4 half days at school, then Eid break. A slow ease into the school year, what more can I ask for?

Well, gotta start heading to the gate! Adios!