Rowanny-Queen

My new hobby is sort of cool (just saying). Before that, I used to walk in circles while listening to my iPod. For some reason I find it very hard to listen to music and to stay put simultaneously, I always have to pace, to dance, to run and stuff. Of course, when I happen to be in a musical mood at 2 in the morning, my brother isn't particularly fond of hearing my floor creaking like a concerto of old attic doors (seriously, what's up with my floor? Stuff is living under there, I swear). So I had to take my ridiculous habit outside, in the garden, walking around the garden table under the harsh light coming from the porch. It's unpleasant, it's cold, I hate walking on grass in the dark and my cats just annoy the hell out of me because they always think I stayed up to play. But I always ended up coming down to pace because I needed it. When I listen to music, I don't just listen to music. I imagine stuff. Sometimes it goes with the music, sometimes I forgot the music entirely and it just provides a vague background to my musings.

A few days ago, it was 3AM and I couldn't sleep. Naturally I picked up my iPone, put on my flip-flops and went to the garden. Turned on the light, shoed a cat or two who wanted to beat the crap out of each other, and started walking. The thing you see is I also have some back issues that started this year out of sheer stress. Not that you care about my health and what I last discussed with my doctor, I'm just providing some background there. After a while, all this pacing triggered the pain and I considered getting back inside. Going to bed and getting some sleep for a change. You'd think that's the sensible thing to do. As opposed to the whimsical -if not a tiny bit insane- behaviour I've been admitting to since the beginning of this slightly boring tale. You'd think I'm sensible enough to at least go home when I'm in pain. Well you'd be sorely mistaken. I decided instead to lay down on the garden table. Good ole garden table. Two meters, by one, all things considered a very decent piece of furniture, comfort-wise.

But I soon discovered that the most magnifiscent thing about this good ole table was the view it offered me of the sky. It wasn't my original intention, but I ended up spending a good hour looking at the night sky. I would have said "starry", but actually it wasn't. There was a storm preparing, the sky was like a great sea and the sheets of gray clouds drifting from my right all over to my left were foam. No tide, just the slow drifting covering up the sky little by little. Soon there was nothing to see but an immense expanse of gray. Not quite stargazing, I admit, but this little game of hide and seek with the stars was as interesting as it gets. Even after the drifting stopped, the most courageous of them still peeked through the foam, their light somewhat veiled, like pearls. It was beautiful. It made me forgot to pace. I didn't really need music. It just served as a pleasant emphasis. The Smiths work particularly well with melancholic contemplations and introspective meditations. It's just what they do.

I could tell you how I came back to it and how it was even more awesome with no clouds at all but that will be a story for another time. I'm not even sure anybody will read this and I think that's enough life-telling for tonight. It kind of got out of hand actually, I originally planned to write a regular post about how I like stargazing and it just...unfolded that way. Funny how that's exactly the story I tell: mundane activity results in lyrical anthem to the heavens...Yeah. That's what happened.

Let's just hope this is a good one. I hurry to wish you the most wonderful upcoming year while it's still 2009 (for twenty minutes). I love you people of the Earth even if I can't stand you !
COME ON 2010!BRING IT ON BITCH ! xD

That's it. In one hour and 20 odd minutes, France will officially be in 2010. You gotta be fucking kidding me. I'm not ready for that ! Then I'll turn 18, then I'll have to pass exams, then I'll be 20, then I'll have to find a job and before I know it I'll be fucking 30 and in my own place and what happens then ??? Sorry I'm freaking out a little.
Damn it.

IT SNOWED IT SNOWED IT SNOWED !!!!!!!
I was just taking a break during my geography exam and what did I see ?? BAM ! It had snowed during the first two hours of the exam !! And now I'm in VACATIONS and Christmas is right around the corner and I'm cold as a dead penguin but I'm more jittery than a Christmas bell !! (What do you mean it's not awesome analogies ??)
I was in a mood for photographs and I wanted to spread the Christmas cheer for those of you who don't have snow at the moment (I feel for you c___c). I know I'm being a four-years-old about it (and that's being generous) but I can't help myself ^^°
I don't feel like writing a novel for once so I'll just wish you a happy pre-Christmas time with coccoa and cakes and family and whatever, I love you guys and take care of you (put on a scarf and take your meds if you have a running nose è___é )
Love xxxx
Margot (that's my real name...I felt like talking real, concrete...nevermind xD)

Hi everybody !
I successfully (or not) crossed three subjects out of my exams and I managed to spend all my Saturday doing nothing. Way to go self !
So as I predicted, nobody read these entries and as for the comments...I guess I simply don't deserve them xD

Hey I was just hanging around Youtube ('cause that's what I do when I avoid working) and I found a Disney song (I think it was one from Pocahantas) so I went crazy and I started listening to all the songs I remembered. I dunno for you but that's really weird. I never cared much for all those Disney movies. I know everybody is smitten with them and even at school you can hear 18 year-olds singing "Hakuna Matatah" at the top of their lungs between classes (well I heard some just two weeks ago ^^).
However, I wasn't raised that way. Of course I watched a considerable amount of them, but I've never seen the most famous amongst my generation, such as the Lion King, or the Little Mermaid, or Pocahontas, Aladdin etc. And the ones I saw, I enjoyed them like any movie, but they didn't make as strong an impression on me as Star Wars or Jurassic Park, or even those crazy 80's and 90's fantasy/kids movies like Hook, Jumanji, Willow, Princess Bride and such. As a matter of fact, video games marked me more than Disney movies. Now that I think about it, having two brothers made me quite the tomboy : watching Batman, Extreme Dinosaurs, Dragon Ball Z, Gargoyles (OMG the memories are flowing ! at the moment I'm seeing various Cartoon Network cartoons in my mind oO)...

Whatever ! The point is I thought I was such an advanced and mature child that I couldn't be caught by the hardcore naïveté and superficiality of those inferior movies. Like pfew, yeah they're pretty cool and everything but that's kind of...**girly**. In short : I was playing it cool. And those songs ! A torture !
But now that I've grown up a little, I realize that there's much more to them than just lame songs and flawed chara-design. It's all our childhood that's in those movies ! It's not fair that nostalgia strikes that hard while I'm not even out of my teens. I so want to be a kid again >__________<

And when you actually watch those movies you used to put on when you were bored out of your mind just to leave halfway through to draw or to play Polly Pockets, you understand all the subtext and funny little details you missed the first time because you were a FUCKING STUPID KID (sorry about that, I annoy myself greatly xD). I say that because these last years, whenever I was sick at home, I watched a VHS and it usually was a Disney movie ('cause I like the feeling of being a little kid again when I'm sick. So ? Sue me !). And yeah, I admit I cried when I watched Anastasia (which is not a Disney movie, indeed it's much much more better ). It's so sad ! She sees the ghosts of her family ! HER DEAD FAMILY !
So here's the list of the movies that marked me more than I thought as a kid :

*Mulan (but this one I was already aware, it's my favorite ever, it pretty much defined my whole freakin' life...yeah it was because of this movie that I became obsessed with Asia, hence Japan, hence mangas, hence half the stuff I'm interested in...Duh.)
*Beauty and the Beast (I'm confident that it is the first one I ever saw)
*The Aristocats
*Robin Hood
*Mary poppins
*Pinocchio (really because it scared the shit outta me)
*The Three Caballeros (soooo weird - one long Big-Lipped Alligator Moment)
*Dumbo
*Lady and the Tramp
*The Jungle Book
*Maybe Cendrillon
*Anastasia even if it is not Disney
And I believe that's it. And I'm not counting all the Fievels, Little Dinosaurs and such.

*Sigh* Good times.

What are your favourites ? Did you grow up a Disney deprived child like me ? Did you gasp as epically as everybody else when you read I didn't see the Lion King ?(that's insane how overrated this movie is. I saw bit...and it's plain average. I guess that's all those childhood memories, as I said you can't deny that).

Why am I asking questions when nobody will answer them ? c____c
So that's it for the most useless journal entry ever. Be well, follow me on Twitter if you want to, I always return the favor and I happen to be funny. Sometimes. It's known to have ocurred a few times.
Buh-Bye ! x3