How to Awesome-ize your nails

Sometimes when you feel like: "ugh, I don't want to do anything. I just want to lay in my bed/sofa/washing-machine." I always, well not always but a lot of the times, grab all my nail polish stuff and sit down for about an hour. This is the way I can entertain myself, without thinking about school or other things that might stress me out. I just set my mind on blanc, and paint my nails. 

The thing is that I usually don't paint my nails one colour, I always try to make it into a creative little art piece. I started doing that a looong time ago, just for fun, but now I feel like I need to outreach the last time and make it look even nicer this time. 

At this moment my nails are light blue, with a sort of purple coating with glitters[I Love glitters!] which makes the light blue, dark blue. So you can easily mix up lots of colours together without destroying your nail polish!

Now i will give you simple tips how to do it yourself!

- If you have a left-over eyeliner brush, use it! it is very very useful, because it is usually a smaller brush than the actual nailpolish brush. Now you can make tiny stripes on your nails, ISN'T THIS FUN!

- Try to keep you nailpolish at a dark and cold spot. This sounds weird of course, I know I didn't believe it in the first place, but it seems that in summer nailpolish gets all sticky, so coldness is better for nailpolish to keep it smooth! [SILKY-smooth!]

- The more nailpolish, the more FUN!

Useful Patterns:

- horizontal stripes [Think: every stripe a different colour!]

- vertical stripes

- diagonal stripes

- tiny hearts [this is harder than you might think! Only now you realise that your hand shakes just a tiiiny little bit!]

- polkadots

- the pattern you usually make on a apple pie, i don't know what it's called. 

This is sort of the pattern I mean, apple-pie-pattern!

So that is basically the easy, basic stuff you can make up yourself right?

Then there's this 'nail stamp' which looks like this:

So the round metal thing has patterns in it, you apply the nail polish and scrape it off with the scraper and then VERY QUICK [ so the nail polish doesn't dry'] you stamp the pink stamp on the nail polish, and then onto your nail. Make sure though, that you have a base layer before applying the stamp onto your nail! It's very fun, because if you do it right, it looks kinda proffesional! But trust me, it didn't work out for me until 3 tries! so don't think you're a loser and can't coop with the nail stamp, it needs time!

If you think I really really missed out on some cool tips, or advices please comment! [I appreciate feedback, AND I would also like to improve my nailpolishing skills!]

Xx Laura

You may have noticed that I posted three of my older blogs in the span of two minutes. In the future, when there's a movie made about us like that Facebook one, the reason for this mysterious and puzzling event will be thoroughly and dramatically explained and exaggerated. Because we don't want to spoil the movie, we can't give away the reason just yet, so you will have to watch the movie "The Blog" (2020) to discover my particular reasons and all the behind-the-scenes-drama.

To apologize for all the confusion, a picture of Zac Efron:

In the movie, Zac will play my boyfriend. His character is called "Zac Efron"

Dorothy Parker is Awesome

It's Monday, and as you all know, my day is supposed to be Friday (don't worry, I'm sharing it with Rebecca Black) Only, because I have this phobia for planning, deadlines and anything that has to do with time management, I'm doing it today.

I know we're supposed to introduce ourselves on our first blog post, but I won't torture you (You is a hypothetical term. I don't know who "you" are, probably Enya or Eylinn or the voices in my head, maybe even some nameless stranger who found this website on internet. Hi nameless stranger!) with the boring details of my equally boring life. Let me introduce you to somebody awesome instead.

 This is Dorothy Parker. She was born in 1893 and died in June 7, 1967. She was a writer, poet, feminist and basically fabulous woman. She was also badass, she had affaires with married writers like that dude who wrote The Great Gatsby, and she stood up for the rights of coloured people. And she was such a bitch, a quote: "If you have nothing nice to say, come sit by me."

"It serves me right for putting all my eggs in one bastard." (hihi)

Someone told Dorothy that Clair Boothe Luce was even kind to her inferiors; Parker replied "Where does she find them?" (hihi)

"His ignorance was an Empire State Building of ignorance. You had to admire it for its size."

She also had a bob, which was the flapper-style haircut of the roaring twenties, which makes me love her even more. I think she lived in a pretty cool time, just when the world was about to get away from the dated Victorian ideals, when Sinatra and Ella Fitzgerald were alive and there were smoky jazzbars and flappers and those black-and-white movies I love.

When she was being interrogated by the FBI (because homegirl was apparantly supporting communism. Some people have cocaine addictions, and Dorothy had supporting communism as a flaw.)she said:

  Listen, I can't even get my dog to stay down. Do I look like someone who could overthrow the government?

Dororthy was even pro-gay, in the fucking twenties:  "Heterosexuality is not normal, it's just common."

And I will end this blog with a few wise words of Dorothy:

Resumé

"Razors pain you;

Rivers are damp;

Acids stain you;

And drugs cause cramp.

Guns aren’t lawful;

Nooses give;

Gas smells awful;

You might as well live."

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 Oh, life is a glorious cycle of song,

A medley of extemporanea;

And love is a thing that can never go wrong;

And I am Marie of Roumania.

The Mean Reds

The Mean Reds. Holly Golightly introduced me to that term during Breakfast at Tiffany’s. The first thing you should know is that Breakfast at Tiffany’s is to me, what Star Wars or Star Trek or Harry Potter and even Twilight is to others. It’s more than a movie, it’s like this entire philosophy (Except that Audrey and Gregory Peck are both “entertainers” in the movie – that’s a philosophy I am not recommending)

Holly Golightly: You know those days when you get the mean reds?

Paul Varjak: The mean reds, you mean like the blues?

Holly Golightly: No. The blues are because you’re getting fat and maybe it’s been raining too long, you’re just sad that’s all. The mean reds are horrible. Suddenly you’re afraid and you don’t know what you’re afraid of. Do you ever get that feeling?

And ladies and gentlemen, as you might have suspected, today I had that feeling.

Normally, I wouldn't be surprised. It's Monday and something in the law has specified Mondays to always suck. But today, P.E. was canceled, the sun was shining, I was chilling with my homegirls most of the time and I barely had any class. I even got a kick-ass math grade. These are characteristics of a Good Day, not of a Mean Reds Day

And yet, I felt off. I was sitting in the bus, across from Girl With The Wannabe Gangster Gucci Shoes, and I was contemplating the sad state of the world. There was something wrong but I couldn’t put my finger on it.(I didn't know what was wrong with me, I knew what was wrong with the girl – her sense of fashion, for starters.) The sun pissed me off, it was too bright. The old lady next to me pissed me off, couldn't she walk a little faster? The man who was on a bike, outside the bus, made me want to tear out my hair - it should be illegal to own purple jeans, sir. And children were dying in Africa.The world SUCKED. I was angry at the world and all its inhabitants. Even puppies. Especially puppies. So, the Mean Reds? They were about as mean as a Chinese dictator.

This is a Chinese Dictator

 Getting the Mean Reds is tough, but getting rid of it is even worse. Holly Golightly was cured the moment she walked into the High-End jewellery boutique Tiffany's, but I prefer to do it my way (also, I don't have a Tiffany's like hers where I live. Here, the only Tiffany's we've got are girls like this:

They're probably all called Tiffany. Or Shaniqua. Or ShaNayNay

The way I got rid of the Mean Reds was through a few of my favourite things. (No not snow on eyelashes and stupid mittens and something with kittens)

 

Watch Breakfast At Tiffany's

 Listening to Continuum

Winningateverything.com

Lamebook

AND OF COURSE REREADING AWESOME EMAILS FROM MY AWESOME FRIENDS

A RECIPE FOR MOVING ON

Taken from Grandma’s old-fashioned recipes

Cooking time: 21 days

First, start with the base. Have something in your life that you just can’t quit. It’s bad for you, it’s impacting your life in a negative way and you know you need to get rid of it. This can be anything - beavers, chocolate cake, crushes, Twitter or orange juice. The important thing is that you crave it. Obsessively.

Then sprinkle 4 tea spoons of I Hate Myself on it. You wake up every morning, cursing yourself for your craving, your addiction. You can’t look in the mirror without wanting to write angsty poetry about your weakness. Your soul has been crippled by your lack of self-discipline and gluttony.

Then, add a scoop of denial. It’s not that bad. You’re okay! So what if you punched a baby in the face because it was sitting between you and the chocolate cake? That baby should have moved. Twitter is a part of you, it’s your window to the world, if you stop tweeting, how will your 32 followers know what you ate for breakfast? And come on, not visiting your sick grandmother in the hospital because you were watching beavers on discovery channel is not a crime. It is, in fact, perfectly understandable and everybody would have done the same thing in your position.  Besides, sitting in the bushes behind the bedroom of The Object of Your Affection is not stalking, unless you have two restraining orders.  

Add 10 buckets of determination. Ask yourself where the power went, when did you stop being able to say no to yourself, where did you lose that self-control, that self-discipline? When did beaversaremyhomeboys.com become your homepage?  Listen to Nicki Minaj (I recommend the song 'did it on em' - a quote: If I had a dick, I would pull it out and piss on em) , Glee soundtrack (Don't stop believing! Hold on to that feeeeeling!)  and any other song that is saying “I’m a fierce independent individual and I don’t need you, bitch!” If necessary, write that line down on a post-it, your wall or your face.  

Nicki Minaj would break the bad habit. And then break its face.

Add 3 Spoons of power, chopped fine. You are in charge. You are number uno in your life. Nothing can control you. Delete Twitter. Stop checking your phone obsessively for new text messages. Beavers are not that cool.

Message from E and E

Hello Hello,

We be meltin' in da hot summer temps yo! No seriously, it's really hot.

I'm afraid I (Enya) need to take over the activity of typing, because Eylinn is incapable of typing. It took her four turns to write "hot". Usually, she's very smart, as you all know by now, but the hot temperature is affecting her brain cells and causing braindamage. (She choked on water five minutes ago. And she was crying while choking. It was very funny).

from left to right: Laura, Hoba, Enya and Eylinn

We would like to inform you about our holiday activities, because they might affect our post-rate. I'm going away next monday to New York (WHOOP WHOOP!), Eylinn is going to France and Scotland, Laura will be gone the entiiiiiiirrreee holiday to Colombia (where she's also a little bit from)

We hope to have internetconnection wherever we are, but we are not entirely sure. We hope you'll have an awesome holiday. And don't worry, you won't have to miss us for very long. Please, don't cry yourself to sleep every night (RAJIB!). We'll miss you too.

xoxo Eylinn and Enya

P.S. We're not drunk. When we're together we tend to talk like Gru from Despicable Me. Awesome movie, but we invented the accent. Watch the movie, reread this post in the accent and it will make much more sense. Buh-bye.


P.P.S Where would you like to go?

• New York
• France/Scotland
• Colombia

Restless

Today has been a weird day. And not in a good way.

Today should have been pretty awesome, due to the fact that it's the first (unofficial) day of the summervaycay. But it wasn't and that kind of sucks. I had to go to school to hand in my books, that wasn't so bad. And the rest of the day I was able to fill in with whatever I wanted. And that right there became a problem.

You see, I couldn't do anything for more than 30 minutes. I tried to watch television, but there wasn't any good on, which is normal as it was 11 am on a normal workday. Then I went running in the park with my mom. Which is basically the only useful day I did today.

Those two things, and bringing my books to school, are the only things I can remember of doing today. I guess for the other, say, 15 hours I've been either sleeping or staring into blank space. Which is kind of sad. I hope I won't spend the rest of the holidays like that. That would suck. BIG TIME.

Anyway, to cheer myself up, and also you (I'm sure you need it after all my emo-ness); have you seen the latest episode of Pretty Little Liars? I liked it, but I'm disappointed in the lack of progress in the plot. The only thing that happened (or the only thing I remember happening) is that Ian attacked Aria. I still love the show though. I started watching it online three weeks ago, and I'm all up-to-date right now. I should be given an award for that accomplishment really, because I've been super busy with Cultural Evenings and testweeks.

But right now, my agenda is (almost) blank for the next two months. I'm going to New York next week and I'm really excited about that and I'm planning to read at least 20 books by the time school starts. Next year I'm in senior year, so that's kind of scary. Many people tell me senior year is easier and less busy than this year, but still - it's senior year. So I don't know what to expect. Maybe that's why I've been feeling "blah" all day, because I'm a little scared of what's coming.

But that's okay, because here's a picture of Zac Efron!

Doubts

Do you ever have doubts? Of course you do, you're human. But doubting something is different to not being able to make up your mind. My sister for instance (not the one who didn't want to read the Hunger Games, the other one. I have two sisters. Fun fact about me.) can not make up her mind, she is probably the worst mind-up-maker in the whole world. Mind-up-maker is indeed a word. Fine, it isn't. It should be. Anyway, she takes hours to make up her mind when she's choosing food, fabric, clothes etc. And it seriously gets on my nerves.

But then there's doubt. Which is something completely different. Doubt is when you want to do something, or have something, but think it's a bad idea. For instance, maybe you want to cut your hair, but you think you will look like a lesbian and so you don't. Or you would like to have a pet platypus but think your cat will judge you. So you won't. Or maybe, you want to live in a house made of cranberry's but your mother doesn't like them, so you don't.
All these things are things you want, but because you think it's stupid you will not do them. And your friends can tell you a gazillion times: 'Living in a house made of cranberry's sounds like an excellent idea." But your just won't believe it's true. That is doubt.
 There is no: 'should I?' or 'Should I not?' There is just: 'I'm an idiot. I can't believe I even thought of this.'

The reason I'm even mentioning this is because doubting things annoys me. I have doubts, you have doubts, your cat has doubts and even the hobo on the corner of the street has doubts. Everyone has them and yet they are so irritating.
Why can't we all live in a world where everyone's just like: 'Oh my god. I'm going to live in a house of cranberry's with my cat and my platypus and I will cut my hair super short. This is the best idea, I will not overthink this idea ever. I am super happy with this decision.'
Now that, would be a world I would like to live in.

This picture was just too funny not to use.

The wolf has no doubts. I like him. He knows that if he wants to cut his hair and look like a lesbian, he bloody well can! If he wants to have a platypus, he will! He knows his wolf friends will probably think he's weird and try to eat his platypus, but this wolf, I will refer to him as Lorcan, will have this platypus anyway and protect it from his rude friends.

People should be more like Lorcan. I should be more like Lorcan. Your face should be more like Lorcan. Lorcan is so awesome, that he would ride on Zac Efrons back and they would fight crime. Without doubts.

xx Eylinn

Che Guevara

Yes that's right, Che Guevara is mytopic of today. The reason for this is because I had a history project on him... The project itself was a hell load of work, but to actually find out more about Che Guevara was sooo nice! The project was meant to be made in pairs, but as you can predict... my partner didn't do a sh*t. which was very VERY frustrating, so in the end I [Laura] yelled at her. I'm not such a bad person or something like that, i was just pissed off.
Anyways, the reason i wanted to talk about Che Guevara was that... yes actually i sort of fell in Love with his stories..

first of all, he was Argentine and for the people who really truly know me, I have a soft spot for Latinos...
Second of all he was a doctor and helped lots and lots of people. basically he was the good guy, he wanted revolution in Latin American countries because America had to intervene with EVERYTHING ofcourse.
So for this project, i had to read books and had to watch movies. There is this one movie I can recommend you guys, it's called "CHE." The actor Benicio del Toro is a very very good actor, and really gives a good impression of how Che Guevara actually was. The movie made me fall in Love with Che Guevara. I cannot explain why, you have to see the movie to be able to understand.

Look at him being CUTE [i'm bad, i know]

Che Guevara was a very charismatic man, very kind to people, always helpful and he was a great leader of a guerrilla army in the cuban revolution. Also he was asmatic, so now i will explain what attracts me to him so much [eventhough he is dead, and IF he was alive he would be around 80 now..] He was a very strict and severe leader, not only for his army but also for himself. He was very strong, physically and mentally, but then he had astma so with bad weather conditions he would be very weak. A strong leader figure, with a very weak spot aswell. That just appeals to me. Maybe I'm just weird, what do you think? I think if you really have to research on someone, you get to know him and with Che Guevara this changed my view on lots of things. Not only on America, but also on how Latin America used to be way back then.
Really watch the movie, read his books and you WILL fall in Love with Che Guevara yourself!

Xx Laura

Che Guevara...

A Series Of Awesome Pizzas

We are lousy bloggers, aren't we? I mean, our posts are awesome, we are awesome, but we haven't blogged in two weeks! Even the awesome aren't perfect.

Here's a picture of a shirtless Zac Efron. Will you please forgive us?

I'm afraid I have to blame school for our absence these past weeks. We've been busy like... well, teenagers at the end of the schoolyear really. Every year, teachers realise the very last month of the schoolyear that they need more grades. So this time of the year, students are busy with studying and finishing projects. Fortunately, we have two extra days off of school (plus the weekend). So I'm finally able to write something for you, our awesome readers.

Too bad our next post will probably somewhere in august, because right after this long weekend the busy-plane takes off again. This time though, something fun will eat every single crumble of our time laying outside in the sun. Next week, we, Soldiers of Awesome, will be performing in our schoolplay three nights in a row. We've been working this entire year for this performance and we couldn't be more excited that we're so close to the "Cultural Evenings". (Although the Cultural Evenings are really awesome, the name is kind of lame...) I would tell you to come and see us, but unfortunately you don't know where we are, because we are so mysterious and awesome.

Our loyal readers know that we are performing "Lemony Snicket's A Series Of Unfortunate Events". I'm playing Violet, Hoba's Aunt Josephine and Eylinn is portraying Lemony Snicket. Yes, that's right, Lemony Snicket has had a gender-transformation. Anyway, we're so excited and I basically can't talk about anything else.

Except about pizza maybe. Did you know that 350 slices of pizza are eaten each second in America alone? And that the first pizzas were just dough and tomato sauce?

Let me tell you about the best pizza I've ever had. It was in Italy (of course), in Florence actually, two years ago. Italy is probably one of my favorite countries, I absolutely love every single holiday I've spend there. The best pizza I've ever had didn't have tomato sauce on it. It had the thinnest crust, mozzarella cheese, and thin slices of roast vegetables. Not only did it look pretty (it really did!), but it tasted amazing as well.

Earlier this year, I went to Rome for the first time. I had my second-best and third-best pizza there within a week. I won't bore you with descriptions of these pizzas from heaven, but I must tell you that if you love pizza, you have to go to Italy sometime. Trust me, you haven't taste a real pizza until you've had one in Italy. Except if you go to Domino's there maybe.

I obviously love pizza. And I'm so lucky that we're going to have pizza with the entire theater-group tomorrow. YAY! AWESOME STUFF!

xoxo ENYA