I stopped blogging a year ago because idk, I thought instagram could replace the blog-thing? My life is not that worth blogging about because all I do is basically play games, draw and avoid people LOL. But I want somewhere to post my art were it’s not being removed so I might as well shitpost and rant about stuff.
Since last year I’ve quit my electrician education because it was nothing that interested me. I’m now going to fix my final grade because I skipped high school alot and then I’m planning to study to become a criminologist (that contrast lol). Sweden need more none-leftist-ideological people within our justice system.
Also I cut of my hair and bleached the living shit out of it a month ago or so. I do miss my long black hair sometimes, but hey it’s just a protein filament that grows from follicles found in the dermis and I still have lots of years left to produce some more 凸(`д´)凸
I completely forgot that that song existed. I had no idea that Rebecca Black was about 14 when she made that song, I think she looked alot older.
I’ve realised that I feel really uncomfortable in skirts and dresses, atleast those circle-skirt/dresses kinds. So I bought these really nice pants at H&M’s men’s section. (͠≖ ͜ʖ͠≖)👌
Also, the fox that was right outside my window about a month ago(?) was on my balcony, eating the leftovers from the wildcat that we feed. I’ve named him Genitails (Genitals+Tails).
I also tried out a lipliner from H&M’s new makeup. This is in the colour “Savior faire”. It’s 100% christmas red. Also, look at that dirty hair like ew.
Summer here in Sweden is so stereotypical. Very cozy though, it’s raining almost every week.
Our watertank at home is broken aaaand we have no water. I’m home alone and luckily I had a petbottle of water in my room, enough to make a cup of coffee. I should gather some rain in a bucket to drink, lol. Oh, and apperantly there was a big fox outside my window this morning.
Bought this skirt yesterday at a thriftshop, it’s originally from Vero Moda.
I used my new sewing machine for the first time some days ago. I test-sewed a pleated skirt but the only fabric I had was to heavy, so the pleats did not look so good and I made it to big. But it was just a test so whatever :–) I mainly sewed in some clothes and fixed some broken ones, this shirt I found in a thrift shop a while ago for example:
To cold to wear this outfit outside though ):
The old man that drives my bus that I take when Im going into town almost drove by me again, and then he was so distracted by a conversation with a old woman so he didin’t even stop the bus when the passengers pushed the stop buttons. So annoying and unprofessional. I missed my stop thanks to that, and I was just going to do some grocery. Luckily mum called and picked me up, otherwise I would have had to walk 30min or wait 40min for the next bus. THANKS ALOT X-TRAFIK YOU DUMB C*NTS.
At the store, there was a english speaking kid. And as we all know, kids are pretty straight forward. She said to her mum “Look, she is so beautiful and skinny!” (not sure if she knew I could speak english)
At first I was happy, but a second later I felt like a bad role model or something. I know I shouldn’t feel that way, it’s not my duty to satisfy anyone. Ofcourse she just meant well, but she subconsciously connected beauty to skinny. I wanted to just sit down with her and tell her that you’re not automatically beautiful if you are skinny, nobody should tell whether you’re beautiful or not, in fact she dosen’t need to look “perfect” to be good enough for this world and that my kind of skinny is not achievable unless you go through hell first. She will probably grow up with alot more body-positive social media though! :–)
Today’s outfit, Sweden’s climates are insane. Not just the weather, the politics to lol. I’ll save that for another post.
2 pair of leggings, a thick scarf and a winterjacket was obviously to sweaty. I hope the smell penetrated the nose of the people I walked by and ruined their day.