♥ ♥ ♥ohhh so fragile and sooo beautiful ♥ ♥ ♥

Anite Lane – Blume

(I’ve tried to put an embedded version but apparently embedding doesn’t work for me in this blog. never did lol)

I’m starting to wear colours (a dash of blue and red so now I’m just 96% in black..) and listeting to light but  ♥ ♥ ♥ohhh so fragile and sooo beautiful ♥ ♥ ♥ sounds. I don’t know what’s happening but, sadly, I’m not in love. Life is beautiful as it is. Carpe Diem. Carpe Noctem. My soul is flying and I’ve never felt so gothic before. It’s such a beautiful feeling. but hey, what you are waiting for – listen to the song!!! me, I have it on repeat…!

peas.love.and.spongy.tofu,
broccoli xx

p.s. here you can find some of the Anita’s Lane lyrics, including “Blume”. OHHH.
>>>>>LYRICS<<<<

I feel sooo immensely colourful.

With just one day of work left, some heart booming adventures ahead, I continue on educating myself and learning/doing random stuff.
I tend to have lots of ideas in my mind and learnt from before that it’s best to act spontaneously. That said, you get the idea and you just do it. I mean, skip the unnecessary talking, just do
The most recent example of it would be, I think, me quitting my job. Just coudn’t bear the feeling and the thought of being the highest class hypocrite. Well, there was really no point in just moaning and doing nothing about it. My flight to London is due in less than two weeks. And I’m so exited about all mini-adventures I’ll have before that. Again, quite spontaneously.
For me, every day is an Adventure. Not extremely exiting at all times (wouldn’t be too interesting that way, right?), but never too dull either. Even the smallest effort (such as sticking out your thumb) brings the most wonderful time. All you have to give in return is smile. Just smile and accept thrilling and exiting experiences, in most cases so much better than the ones you get to see in films.

I’m a new person every half a year or so. Some people are quite incredulous about this, ”no one can change that often”. I don’t say I change entirely.  Some fundamental characteristical qualities, obviously, remain the same. But, at the same time, so many things do change. People that are dear to me, ideas, movements, places where I am, all of it are causes for a [slightly] new person every half a year or so.  I’m changing right now, can sense and feel it :] All in all, everything just makes me feel more EXITED and without a doubt happy. And I even haven’t mentioned these energy er.. waves.. that I experience at least several times a day!. It’s like, sometimes I have to jump (literally! ), clap my hands or make a weird dancing movement. Out of nothing. Just because I feel so happy and it’s the only way to release energy surplus. No kidding ;D Today I’ve been dancing all day long, with some black metal bits in my veins, and all this while cleaning the rooms and in the end losing the count of toilets I’ve cleaned ;D

I feel sooo immensely colourful.

P.S. I’ll start putting my photos on Flickr. {Again(?)} Haven’t updated my page, I think, since visit to Germany last year. Not a big fan of photography in general and publishing such things online was always a hard personal attitude to cross. But, as I used to say, TRANSCENDE!

sincerely,
peasloveandmidnightyyytofusnack,

broccoli

:>

I’ve just said I’m quitting.

Believe it or not, but I’ve even been reading “Quitting with class” and some other pieces that google search was able to offer.

Not that I actually needed it, I’m able to handle situations like this properly and politely without extra help from the Internet.

I suppose it was involuntary wish to simply comfort my mind.

I find it really difficult to let people down, so much more I like to cheer them up instead.

And to think of it… it’s just me pursuing my goals, going one step further to accomplishing what I really want and dream of. Nothing’s wrong with it, especially knowing that they can find a replacement quite easily. But still it was difficult.

In the last few days I’ve been working as a chamber maid, think I’m done with my waitressing career. I can’t serve meat. If I could before, it says it was another person…

 ”Actions speak louder than words”. I’ll go as far as saying that it’s better to commit a suicide than to be a hypocrite. In addition to that, it’s a terrible terrible feeling, it’s makes you feel shaken from inside out, it shakes you so much you’ve never thought it’s possible. Apparently me and my AR talks/activity reached a point of no return. I shall say no more on this here.

In my path, making my dreams/visions come true (and they ALWAYS! do if the Wish/Dream/Vision is strong enough! ), I coudn’t escape inevitable. I had to do this. Two minutes and it’s done. “Take this job and shove it!” says a line from a once well-known song. Guess what, I couldn’t overcome my goodwilling nature and was extremely polite during the whole ‘procedure’! ;DD

I think this post can easily fit into “experiences” category.

I’ve never quit a job before.

broccoli is about to seize another Adventure!!

soooo exited. again ;D

oh, forgot about transparent piercings! heh, seems that I won’t have what to do with them ;>

peasloveandcashewsnack,

sincerely,

broccoli

Šiandien gavau darbo pasiūlymą. Londone. Pretižinėj vietoj. 100% animal cruelty free restorane. Būčiau vegan cook. Ir mokėtų labai padoriai. Tik pamanykit, mokėtų už buvimą vegan cook!
O aš čia dar prieš porą savaičių purkštavau, kad Nuotykis pasibaigė. Nė velnio, kaip matyt!

bet aš nežinau ką daryt.

Ar palikt vėl Islandiją ir štai jau bene savaitę dirbamą naują darbą? Aš tris dienas buvau hipokritė ir raudojau kaip sužeistas vaikas (čia online tikrai daugiau nieko neviešinsiu). O, o šitas londoniškas darbas yra toks antihipokritiškas, kad tiesiog too good to be true. Bet tai tiesa!

bet aš vis vien nežinau ką daryt :/
Vėl pakuoti backpacką ir važiuot vėl  spoksot į Mind The Gap užrašus, nuo tube stations iki turistų graibstomų marškinėlių.

visai nežinau ką daryt. Padėkit :/

uch, negaliu daugiau rašyt,  waiting tables from 7a.m…
reik dusint nemigas ir pakuotis į antklodes.

dar vienas Nuotykis? Já jú, naturligvis!

broccoli is getting exited :} (?!)

p.s. mylu avis.
p.s. o jau maniau, kad gyvenimas kuriam laikui nustojo būt film-like…

labos, zuikiai.

Óóóóókay, nothing too much interesting is happening in my life in the next day and a half (1,5)so I have an incredulous amount of time for activities (heh, mostly anti-social) like browsing internet, reading, re-organising kitchen, polishing mirrors, writing letters, sewing patches,  and, yessshh, writing blog posts that are just a bit too meaningless. Listening to my precious death/black/melodic/doom metal playlist  in the meantime. Can’t say it’s a nice change, but doesn’t feel too bad as well.

Feels like holiday.

Strange, never thought of using that word before, even when I was actually entitled to do so. That said – for the last seven months. Without a doubt life on the road is way more exiting ;]

But anyway, I didn’t start this entry just to grunt how I’m (nearly) bored  to death to be back on this tiny little island ;>

I went to a seashore yesterday, and though (after all this time) even miraculous sounds of the Atlantic coast, light breeze, splendid landscapes don’t impress me too much anymore, it’s quite nice to walk along the shore, leaping from one bulky stone to another. Peering at empty shells from above. Smiling unconsciously. Gazing wide-openly to the orange beacon on the edge of the cliff. The evening seemed as the resurrection of everything peaceful, mischievous wind was playing with my curls as if agreeing with that.  Everything looked vibrant in the presence of a dazzling yellow disk above horizon. It never actually gets dark in this part of the world at this time of year. Polar days is something unimaginable if you have never experienced them yourself.

While I stayed/lived in England, people spoke constantly about implementing this or that. Then you are in places like the one I’ve tried poorly to describe above, you have an inner feeling that tells you wordlessly: nothing else has to be done here. It’s perfect enough to come and connect innermost parts of yourself, to express a sheer delight. To Be, See and Feel. I could imagine that that place, very likely, might have looked the same ages ago. And the phrase, actually a quote of Halldór Laxness  that I came across several days ago while refreshing my Icelandic, effortlessly flown into surface of my mind:

“Hugsaðu um mig þegar þú ert í miklu sólskini“

I suppose it sounds nice just in Icelandic, it certainly loses it’s charm once translated. Not the meaning, but the rhyme of sounds plays the most important part here. It speaks of sunshine, brings back memories of it, though, funnily enough, it was sunshine that reminded me of that quote. It says: “Think of me when you are in a lot of sunshine”. (see, sounds really shallow in English).

It feels so good sometimes, simply, without a thought… yes.. just to blend in.

absorb, blend in and endow yourself with resurrecting silence.

peasloveandsilentthoughts,

sincerely,

broccoli

 Did you know you can hide almost any piercing by using transparent piercings?

Hiders or retainers, as they are called as well, are made from material like transparent bioplastic and are almost identical to your actual piercing in shape and size.

So why would you need such things if you enjoy your piercings and don’t mind them to be seen by others?..

Well… it turns out that most employers do mind whether you have facial piercings or not.

I’m not talking theoretically. The other day I had the first meeting with my new employer and was told that she’s okay with my eyebrow piercing but I’ll have to ‘get rid of’ my labret one’…

Obviously I’m not doing so.

And here comes the funny part.

The only place in Iceland where you can buy piercings is Reykjavík. In addition to that, there are only few professional studios where you can get your piercings done and they are all located in Reykjavík as well…

So my options were: ordering from the Internet or ordering from Reykjavík. I went for the latter option and still it will take two weeks till my order arrives…

That´s one of the things why I feel allergic to Iceland sometimes. Everything´s sooo small here, sometimes you have to put way too much effort to get something simple, e.g. backpack, food, vegan shampoo…

Anyway, I sold my summer again (sigh) and can´t complain too much, did it voluntarily. Jááááá, I´m stuck in Iceland again… and it´s what I always say then people get too excited about this country: it’s a nice place to pay a two week visit to, but never ever decide to live here. Shorter version: it’s nice for visiting, not for living.

[Hrrr. transparent piercings... What else will I have to give up during this summer?? The beginning of life OFF THE ROAD (double sigh) doesn't taste too good so far. Did I become too anarchisty to accept quite ordinary life, expectations and minds, even if it's for a short time?.. I miss so much having at least several similar minded people around. therefore this whining post ;>> ]

peaslove(?)andpleasantpiercingpain,

broccoli

nežinau apie ką rašyt. gal pernelyg laiminga. praeitą savaitę pagaliau pamačiau Satyricon, vieną mėgstamiausių grupių, gyvai. aš ir M…. praleidom keturias dienas open air metal fest’e. jau minėti Satyricon, Ensiferum, Arch Enemy, Equilibrium, Kreator ir dar daugybė daugybė kitų grupių. twenty four seven metalas ir pašėlęs headbanginimasis. metal circle pits and moshpits. fantastic fest. Legacyfest

maišaus ir duoduos po Europos sostines, tą pačią dieną, vakar, gavau pakvėpuot ir Berlyno, ir Reykjaviko oru. beveik keturių valandų skrydis ir štai aš jau kitam Europos užkampy. Berlynas skendi lipniame karštyje ir way too many people gatvėse, londoniškos masės žmonių. o Reykjavíke stereotipiškai šaltoka, bet jauku.

lėktuvas nusileido Keflaviko oro uoste, tada valanda autobuse iki Reykjaviko.

visus tuos septynis Nuotykio mėnesius islandiškai visai nekalbėjau, tad smagiai keista buvo stebėt iš burnos plaukiančius žodžius ir tik džiugiai stebėtis, kad nepamiršta kaip ištart tą ar tą balsį… kartais sunku patikėt, kaip svarbu sugebėt suprast ką sako reklamų stendai ar kelio ženklai. kalba yra svarbus įrankis ir sugebėjimas, negalėjimas jaustis visiškai mobiliu gives a feeling of being disabled.

o šiandien atsidūriau kitoj salos pusėj. vietoj, kur esu daugiau nei visad laukiama, nors nelaikau jos savo namais. home is a state of mind and I can’t even trace my mind. valandos skrydis, domestic flight, ir štai jau gavau hugius from my mom and dad and brother. seniai nematyti. o lietuviškai per visus pastaruosius septynis mėnesius, neskaičiuojant telefono pokalbių, bendravau tik kartą….

nieks nepakitę. tas pats vandens kvapas (siera), tie patys kalnai. kita laiko juosta nebent, bet ir tai tik Vokietijos atžvilgiu…

nežinau kuriam laikui sugrįžau. summer job, reikia ir tokio kartais, juk už tranzavimą ar animal rights activism nemoka… grįžau keliems mėnesiams greičiausiai, vargiai ilgiau čia ištverčiau. nemėgstu islandiškų žiemų. ir apskritai tiesiog negaliu būt vienoj vietoj. bet vasaros čia ganėtinai toleruojamos ir padorios. gali bemiegę naktį eit laukan pasijuokt iš lamp posts, skaidrioj nakty jų geltonos akys atrodo komiškai.

[pastarosios pastraipos tragiškai suveltos gramatiškai ir sintaksiškai, visais būdais. liežuvis stebėtinai sveikas though!]

full stop for Nuotykis?…

nieku gyvu!!, jei išgirstumėt apie mano vasaros užmačias… ;>>

Nuotykis: viena dalis pasibaigė, kita prasideda.

linkėjimai, greetings, kveðja, all the best etc.,

broccoli

))