tirsdag 8. november 2011

The blog has moved.

http://www.perchingpasserine.blogg.no/

I changed my mind. The blog has moved.

Betni and Me

Just another day at school ; O ; ~



I kinda do look like a duck.


When me and Betni aren't running around like some high, drunken fools, we're actually working on an assignment in Mediadesign and communication. It's a real bore, an article about Facebook.

mandag 7. november 2011

Oslo




This weekend, as every other weekend, I went to Oslo to visit my dear and lovely Edward. Friday, we ate delicious food and they had a visitor, Baron von Bulldog. I was supposed to leave Saturday evening to get some well-needed rest, but I ended up getting all bothered and sad because I didn't wanna leave. In the end, I stayed until Sunday morning. I regret nothing, friend.

We also went to Esthetique because I needed to get my hands on some new eyeshadow! I also got myself some new, lovely stockings, as did Edward.

torsdag 3. november 2011



detached head.
PTF again and we're basically doing nothing, ohohooo. I don't even know where rest of the class went off to. We usually just hang around playing tetris here at the photography-group because there's not much else to do. We kinda got an assignment, though! Every week up until Christmas we're going to take picture of hands. One picture every week. Atleast thats something.

onsdag 2. november 2011

shed no tears for broken me



All my tears. All of them.
Angel, I can see myself in your eyes
Angel, won't you feel for me from your heart
Do return my heart to me
No don't insist I'm already hurt

Elephant girl
It was an accident unfortunate
Angel threw me like a rubber man
Aiming for the ground
Why amuse yourself in such way
No, don't insist I'm already hurt
Lay me down on the ground softly softly
Don't remove my head hurts much too much

You never return it
Well I wouldn't miss it
I shed no tears for broken me
You never know it my peace of mind
Now inside and outside are matching

Why amuse yourself in such a way
No, don't insist I'm already hurt
If you never return it
Will it break your wings
Will you shed no tear for broken me