Liella. Loves. Olympia.
You know, who you are. :)
Liella. Loves. Games.
Let’s play a game of truth. Go!
1.NAME?
I only have a serial number
2. Where were you born?
Test tube
3. What’s your main goal in life?
Take over world reign, you silly human breed
4. Do you want to have children?
I’ve already cloned myself several times
5. How do you want to die?
Silly humans…
GREEN
1. Do you like this color?
Eh…?
2. Gay Marriage?
Where I come from, these kind of relationships have been labelled irrelevant centuries ago, ergo I don’t believe in marriage. That aside, earthling, everyone who does believe in it should be able to do so. Tax equality for everyone!
3. Lowering the drinking age?
Age what?
4. Capital Punishment?
Silly, silly humans
5. Abortion?
THAT’s clearly a question for humans
6. Recycling?
You’ve never seen one of our plants, have you?
BLUE
1. What was your latest dream?
I don’t dream during hibernation
2. Which of your friends do you dream about the most?
Pointless. Neither do I dream (as stated above), nor do I have „friends“
3. Have any of your dreams come true?
Is that what humans worry about instead of facing reality? Pointless, I say it again.
4. Do you usually remember your dreams?
What the terrestrial hell?
5. What was the weirdest dream you’ve ever had?
I am not gonna repeat myself.
PURPLE
1. Straight, Gay, Bi?
You have to put a label on anything, do you? SILLY HUMAN EARTHLING BREED!
2. Do you have a bf/gf?
You mean, if I have a co-breeder?
3. Do you have a crush?
I will crush YOU, earthling!
4. Who is the best “hugger” that you know?
You’ll see, as you are about to be crushed by my embrace.
5. Do you believe in love at first sight?
I don’t know, what that means, but I’ll certainly be the LAST thing YOU see!
6. Have you ever been in love?
You’re done for.
7. ————- (you are dead) —————-
Liella. Loves. Willingen.
Titten raus, is Sommer! Someone please tell me, what happened there?
Pic about as blurry as my memory! Awesome weekend! <3 xx
Liella. Loves. Martini
Before this 2nd glass I had just finished a long blog about today’s adventures. Then my notebook decided to fuck off. Guess, it wasn’t meant to be then - as so many things in life.
Good night and good fight! I’m gonna go join the party, now! ;)
x Li
Liella. Loves. TT.
11:12pm CET - Trending Topic Pop Quiz
#1 nowplaying
Vertical Horizon – Everything you want
#2 2wordsforvday
What. Ever.
#3 ifitWASNTfor
My neck to hold on to it, I would leave my head lying around everywhere
#4 thisdateisover
I don’t date. Because I said so. I’ve said it before, so that’s why.
#5 Valentine’s Day
Superfluous. Not on my calendar.
#6 Nelena
Who???
(Don’t tell me Nick and Selena, coz I have no clue, who they are!)
#7 Haiti
Hope.
#8 iPad
Can it make phonecalls? Then I want it!
#9 Fall out boy
Bye bye. Thnks fr th mmrs – even though they weren’t so great
#1 Grammys
I only count kilos.
Liella. Loves. Home.
Come on, I show you around!
#Living (room) with Audrey
#Manga Library
#Walk-in wardrobe
Bedroom and kitchen are private. Not guests allowed there… ;)
x Li
Liella. Loves. Deichkind.
German music history class!
Geh’n ans Limit ohne Sturzhelm
kannst du dir das bidde ma’ vorstelln’?
Kein Problem für uns,
denn unser Schädel brummt,
wenn Sebi dicke Beats in deine Vene pumpt
(R.I.P. Sebi Hackert)
Bier, Bier, Bier, Bier, Bier, Bier…
Yippieh Yippieh Yeah, Yippieh Yeah, Krawall und Remmidemmi!
Liella. Loves. Silence.
Two weeks ago I lost my phone. Oh no! It was an iPhone and I felt naked for about a day (guess, I was lucky that the events of the night before made me stay in bed for two). And yes, of course all of a sudden it was COMPLICATED to meet up with friends for coffee. I wonder, how they did that 20 years ago? Did they carry pidgeons to send messages ahead in case they’d be running late?
But thinking back and looking at a the portable phone booth (Welcome back to the 90’s, I am your bloody Nokia) that serves as my communication gadget as of today, I really believe, the phone embargo has been a blessing in disguise. Plugged the ol’ mofo in and had message after message coming, beep, beep, beep, my ass…
I really, really like it quiet. I appreciate the silence in my home more than anything. I love people, with whom I can sit together in silence. Hell, when I can choose between reading quietly or listening to music and singing along, I’d choose the book at anytime (ok, if it’s not some dick book about accounting – sorry, accountants of the world!).
Unfortunately that choice is only valid at home, when the self-proclaimed accordeon-world-music-squad (who the fuck are these people? I want to meet them in the dark) is not trying to bring my walls down or at some damn desert island, said there was electricity for my notebook – I am still looking for that address, anybody?
Anywha-aaat. I have made several observations today.
First: #Public transportation
Unbearable without my headphones. Is it just me or are ALL the people riding on the train with me either unnecessary loud (on the phone, with fellow passengers, with themselves) OR struck with genuine stupidity, but in most cases BOTH? Is god trying to tell me something? And if so, what could that be?
Don’t get me wrong, it is sort of my profession to have loud conversations (esp. with my boo Emre - shout out! - he thinks and talks as fast as me, but there are also other friends, who are really into this) about the most random topics just to confuse innocent bystanders. I just love it, when they laugh and try hard not to look amused or to stare. The trick is to do it somewhere, where others are free to walk away, I think.
I despise having private phone conversations on the train or anywhere else than at home and I don’t like listening to them either. Headphones help! Unfortunately my iPod went dead on me the minute I stepped out of the door and I had to bear a one hour train ride without my music. Not. EVER. AGAIN. Or else I will start commenting on what I hear and I’d hate to make anybody cry.
Second: #Old people are awesome
Don’t you love it, when old couples are displaying their affection for each other? It makes you go like, aw, I hope in 40yrs time I’ll be like them. Well, fuck that, who knows, where I’ll be in 40 years but there was this sweet couple in their sixties, being all tender with each other, like teenagers in love (only less annoying, less giggly and not so damn loud) at the train station. Sigh! Double-sigh!
Also before, when I went out for a smoke, I witnessed two old ladies talking about mental depression and how their families take it. It was heart-warming to know that some of those issues stay, no matter, how old you are. Sigh three times! I hope, I’ll live to see that day without becoming as grumpy as my grandma, god bless her!
Third: #My Pizza is here.
I am literally on a “Coca Cola and Pizza” diet. Mind you, I am in fabulous shape and it’s so tasty. Honestly I have no idea, how I am doing it, bless the genes, but the pizza is getting cold, so I’mma finish this.
It’s been nice talking to ya, especially since I didn’t have to actually speak.
Random. Shh, shh, zing boom!
Li
SHUT! UP!!!
Liella. Loves. Life.
I should explain, why my new blog goes by the name “Personality Disordered” and not “Flowers out of my a… ha”.
Blogging used to be my remedy against life, back when I was a troubled teenager. The times have changed, I am a grown woman, no longer web-designing, Michael Jackson is dead and people make vlogs nowadays and become YouTube stars.
Some things remain intact, though:
For one, I am still quite alive (though approximately once every month I wake up in strange places and feel very dead - I don’t get, why they say hangover, it’s so much more like a lifeover).
Second I am still a little troubled. Actually they’ve come up with a name for it: It’s called BPD and it obviously doesn’t require me to hear voices, see things or talk to my imaginary friends in public.
Uh well, big deal. I’m not as cool as Donnie Darko yet, not too many people notice and my mother believes I am possessed by the Devil.
On the contrary life has become more fun. It is amazing, how many people would confide in you, when you tell them you are seeing a therapist - it’s kinda like I was hosting a weird sort of coming out party.
I openly indulge my passion for the irony and absurdities of human behavior, culture and history.
From my experience these days, I’d say that borderline behavior is everywhere. The human race is changing and depression and actual personality disorders, as well as other psychological conditions are mere by-products. The real madness is going on with society as a whole, while it’s trying to give birth to the next level of understanding and co-existence. And… yeah, whatever.
It’s not dramatic, it’s not a 2012-thing and it can probably be categorized under evolution… of the mind, maybe, but it’s still evolution, so it’s old and it has a beard. Back to my ass!
The last couple of months have been a bit of a rush and I am currently taking it veeeery slow. I’ve taken a break a week ago, having been a little sick and currently night is day and day is night. I love being on http://twitter.com/liella and of course my old-school super anonymous http://facebook.com/notyourkindagirl when online. Offline I am avoiding crowds and prefer being alone with movies, books and the likes. Sometimes I do nothing or simply cry because it’s not all fun and games and that’s just the way it is.
I have HOWEVER painted my face last night and then went out to scare some people.
Looking good?
I do a lot of other things, but that will be another tale to tell.
Bye for now.
Li
