Ici le venin de la haine coule dans nos vies comme dans nos veines

Bonsoir my dear readers! You might wonder if I’ve turned French during this inexcusably long Blogger silence but I assure you this isn’t anything serious, just another obsession. You’ve been missing my crazy rants, haven’t you? Well, let’s not keep you waiting any longer. On to the crazy place called my mind!

THIS! Oh Gackt, this is the best thing since Elisabeth! That French guy’s voice! *-* This song! WHY oh why didn’t I find this musical last year when I needed the inspiration to study French for the matriculation examination? Well, if I’d have found this earlier it would have been even bigger a pain to wait for the Takarazuka version… I mean, Oh Gackt (yes, again) I NEED to see, no OWN this on DVD… And since there are two versions, the Hoshigumi one with Kaname as Tybalt and the Yukigumi one with Chigi as Mercutio I obviously need them both. I want to be poor and happy SO badly right now. *insert more excited rant here*

Other than that, I’ve started a tumblr blog just for the sake of spam. As you can see, it doesn’t necessarily lessen the spam in my other blogs. Sorry about that, but that’s just the way I am. ^^

THEN! (I am slightly stressed/fatigued/depressed so I write even more colourfully than usually. :'D) I had my hair cut AGAIN last Wednesday. ♥

Ahaha, a weird picture but whatever. I finally got the short-on-the-back-longer-on-the-front ‘bob’ I’ve been dreaming of since I don’t even know when. Have a look at these next bad quality webcam photos:

The hair is super short (on my scale, at least) at the nape of the neck. It’s a bit like one of Victoria Beckham’s bobs, except that Posh obviously wears her hair better than me and my hair is cut straighter than hers. Or something. My English totally fails me, sorry. x3 AND I’ve noticed (again) that I am terrible at doing my hair. ♥ Well, time to learn, right?

I’m 99,9% sure that I’m going to die of lack of sleep, stress and overall exhaustion next week… Or maybe of Zuka angst, we’ll see.

On a not as random a thought as that previous paragraph, I got a dataliittymä as a Christmas present. Sorry for the lack of interest to find out what it would be in English, but basically it means that I can surf in the net on my phone to my heart’s content anytime I want, almost anywhere I want. The best thing? My dad can’t stalk the times I use the net. ♥ So I can stay up ‘til four a.m. doing nothing useful and die of tiredness the next day. ♥ This is one of the reasons I am definitely going to die sooner than expected.

RANDOMNESS IS RANDOM. Over and out. ♥

Dieu, que les hommes, sont durs
Que les hommes, sont sûrs d'eux
Oh ! Dieu, que les hommes, sont durs
Que faut-il donc qu'on fasse
Pour que tu accordes ta grâce
Dieu toi qui nous a mis sur la terre
Pourquoi nous forcer à nous taire
Et regarder, mourir les hommes