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jeudi 25 décembre 2008
lundi 22 décembre 2008
It started with the 101 Dalmatians, (Hugh Laurie ! Incredible ! Hugh Laurie's in that !) then it went on with the stupidest film in history called something like "two lovers at christmas" or something, and then I changed channels and went on the watch a bit of something with Katie Holmes and Buffy's Riley (can't remember his name) and that was just so sweet it was too much (gave me the feeling of having eaten too many bredalas though I haven't even started with the Christmas anti-diet yet), so I changed channels again, and IT WAS DR WHO !!! So all is lost, I guess I'll just sit here until I'm completely rotten. :3
So ! Paris ! It was really great seing all my friends and we had a great time ! We went to the theater too, to see a play by Edouard Baer, who's a French actor and comedian, and it was absolutely brilliant. You know that thing I had with capes ? It has not improved since "A la recherche de Mr Castang". If you have the opportunity to check his work out, do, it's really cool. And he's got that talent to set my mood to great for at least two days. So thank you V, (my best friend V) for inviting me, it was a really great play and I loved it !
Apart from that, we went around, saw the Eiffel Tower, went to the Galeries Lafayettes and the Printemps and the Palais de l'Elysée, and it was really cool. Paris really is a great city, and it's particularly lovely at christmas, what with all the lights and all.
I also wanted to congratulate my friend A. who succeeded in entering the french Police Forces, which is her lifelong dream. I'm so happy for her, I figured I'd tell you, even though I don't think she comes here very often ! Yeah for you A !!!
Well, I hope the christmas spirit has not glued you to the couch, and if it has, well, move on, enjoy the cold, bake some cookies and have a nice day !!
vendredi 19 décembre 2008
Well, well, well isn't it nice ! I'm on holllidayyy !! Hark, the angels are singing ! (By the way, though I am aware this is very far from the appropriate Christmas spirit I should be showing, hark is a silly thing to sing. "Oooh Yeah, the angels are singing" or "All you need is love, the Angels are singing", I'd about understand, but hark ? anyway...)
vendredi 12 décembre 2008
Some news from here in Brussels where I had my first real-life internship as in interpreter today! Weeeeeeheeee! I'm hyper hyper, I can tell you that much. High on adrenaline, I guess it's called. It did not go perfectly well, because it was a little difficult, but it went OK, and the man for whom I interpreted (a representative for Oxfam) was really nice and encouraging. All in all it was a pretty nice start, and now I can start stressing for Monday and Tuesday, when I'll have another internship. Wooohoo! I can't wait to be there!
Apart from that, I must say there's nothing much to tell you that's not been told already... I can feel the sharp energy fall coming up, so I guess I'd better go to the kitchen and eat something veeeeeery sweet in order to compensate. Short post today, but I still had to tell you!! Have a nice evening !!
PS: If you like, you can go there and listen to that cool German song, it's nice...
PS2: If you speak French, you can go see the hilarious posts by Boulet about my friends the slugs... http://www.bouletcorp.com/blog/index.php?date=20081209 (Join the fight ! Join the fight !)
lundi 8 décembre 2008
The Top Three of Things Which You Thought Were a Good Idea But Turned Out to be Really Stupid.
1) Baking Bredalas. I think I told you about bredalas. In the definition in the Alsatian-Alsatian dictionary it expressedly states "Delicious little evil cookies which should be exclusively baked by someone else". Following that logic, I usually leave the bredala cooking to my mum, mostly, because she bakes duuuuh-licious bredalas.
2) Drinking rum to get over my cold just before my music oral exam for the Baccalaureat. Now look, I know this one sounds like it's so stupid I should be too ashamed to even write about it, but: I woke up, 3 hours to go before my exam, and I had a sore throat. I had to sing for my music exam, so what do you do?
3) Now I believe this one is my all time favourite. I once heard a guy on TV say that putting a drop of dishwashing liquid on your glasses would prevent them from getting all misted up. It's annoying when your glasses get all misty. What's annoying too, is when your goggles get all misty at the swimming pool, because then you don't see anything anymore, and then you don't swim straight and then you bump into other people in the next lane. So what did brilliant Claire do?
dimanche 30 novembre 2008
mardi 18 novembre 2008
As for the courses I take, there is no excuse for not telling you about them (except maybe for the probable fact that you're not even interested, but to hell with modesty, my life is absolutely thrilling, you're going to read about the time I spend locked in my booth in Brussels wether you like it or not. Read on, faithful reader, I can see you through the screen. And stop scratching. Wash. -Private joke for my fellow Alsacians...)
Sooo, what can I say. Booths are nice. Booths -boothes ? offer privacy and shelter. They make you feel like you're all alone, and like you're the unseen being who sees it all. However, even though it is sometimes very tempting, you must never forget that though unseen, you are definitely heard, and that can cause inconvenience...
-You can't comment on what you see. And for someone who is as fond as I am of giving her opinion aaaaaall the time, more particularly when no one gives a damn, it is extremely annoying. You can't even let a "yeah right" slip when someone says something you find daft, because in a real life situation, it couls start a land war in Asia. And if there is something I learnt from The Princess Bride, it is that you should NEVER get involved in a land war in Asia.
-People actually hear you when you try all articles in front of a word in German. You can't go "Ich gehe in der die das den dem Küche" like you do in your head when you're writing a paper. People hear you think. Mostly your teacher hears you, and though he might be kind-hearted enough to acknowledge the fact that for a change, you did not just pick one by chance and pray for the best --I never do that, by the way, reader, believe me--, he still will laugh at you, and who could blame him.
-I have come to ask myself radical questions about my career path last friday when I was struck by a terrible pollen attack just before going to class. That or the bloody raw carrots in the durum I had for lunch. It was terrible anyway, my nose was running, my eyes were swollen and my voice was going. Glam effect² in the headset of my teacher. But I would hate to gross you out.
Anyway. I'm sure I answered some of the key questions you were asking yourself about studying interpretation. You're welcome. Have a nice night, I'm afraid it's more than time for me to go get some sleep too... Tomorrow's simultaneous into German (he heehehehe, I love saying that...), and I have shivers running down my spine already...
dimanche 16 novembre 2008
lundi 10 novembre 2008
dimanche 9 novembre 2008
1. Moulin Rouge. Broke my heart. Made me cry and cry, and after I came out of the cinema, I wasn't happily ashamed of myself, like I was at the end of Amelie, when me and my sister M gave a big, loud and simultaneous sob as soon as the movie was over. I was down and sad, and it didn't go away until I reached home. Then I remembered the Elephant Love Medley and Ewan McGregor's teeth and all and I felt slightly better (also I went and saw it again and again -and again- with my best friend V, and then I was so focused on his eyes and his eyebrows smiling before he did in "Your Song" that I mostly flew home and sang The Beatles' "Till there was you" all the way). The first movie by far that touched me that much, as well as one of the first of a huge lot of great movie-going experiences with said best friend V.
3. Well, there we go, I talked about it, I'd better write about it now, Dr Who's "The Human Nature" and the follow up episode called "The Family of Blood". Now I know I might well sound lame, it's just Dr Who, it's for kids and all, but these two episodes are simply something else. The Doctor becomes human for a change, he quits being a Time Lord (you don't need to know nor understand the reasonsfor that, really, they really are lame), and he forgets all about what he used to be. The episodes are mostly about Martha Jones, his companion on the Tardis, starting to think that even without their love being impossible, it still would be. It's one of these occurances when the screenwriters just went too far. It's too sad to be enjoyable, and it quite simply depresses me, but they still are my favourite episodes of Dr Who ever, because they say so much about the characters and they say it so well, and you know me, the Doctor, Martha Jones, I think they're just brilliant, the both of them. I must admit this might not be on my top 5 in 2 days' time, but I saw these episodes tonight, and I just HAD to tell you about them, because they are such good GOOD episodes.
4. Devdas. Oh, yeah, Devdas. The lady and the tramp (only it's rather the prince and the lady-tramp, only calling Aishwarya Rai a tramp simply won't do, not on any occasion, not even a lady-one), but which would end terrrrribly wrong. The worst ending in the history of cinema (in that it is terribly sad, of course, not in a Matrix Revolutions kind of way). Plus music, plus costumes, plus curry, plus Chandramukhi. I love it. The movie is 4 hours long, more than worth the time if you watch it on a big screen. Allow one good hour to get over the heartbreak (oooh, the heartbreak, break brrrreak, chanananan). And do not forget to take one big sister with you, it's a sine qua non condition, you definitely cannot go alone.
mercredi 5 novembre 2008
lundi 3 novembre 2008
I'm all ecstatic and glad and happy because guess what: I have internet in my room ! I am right now writing from my little room in Brussels, and I don't even have to spend a penny on coffee ! How about THAT! I've been in a brilliant mood ever since I came back anyway, because I've had great holidays in Alsace, and I've seen all my friends and partied, and slept and laughed, and I feel great. Also, I did not have classes today, so I pretty much spent all day sitting here watching Torchwood and eating grapes, until I realised I had access to the net, at which point I pretty much came directly here. I guess I might be high on vitamin C, I eat so little fruit, usually... Also I've seen James Marsters, in Torchwood (you know, Buffy's Spike?) and he always makes me smile.
jeudi 16 octobre 2008
Hey Reader !
Long time since I’ve written here, but as it were, I’m out of Internet. That is, I don’t have the internet at home. That is, I can’t talk to people on MSN live from my room like I usually do. That is, I have to go to cafes or fast food restaurants if I want to do so. So I’ve been spending quite a lot of time in cafes and restaurants. I mean, I’m probably in one right now. Well, I’ll be in one when posting this, but right now I’m sitting on my bed, trying to gather enough motivation to remove myself all the way to the next café, and writing my next blog post, so that I don’t have to write it sitting in said café, a cup of coffee precariously balanced on a tray next to my computer.
I can’t sit down at the Exki without having a little movie running in my head of an old lady walking past and her long cream coloured jacket brushing the tray, and all the coffee getting spilt on my keyboard and my computer going off with a burst of sparks. Have you ever noticed how old ladies have a tendency to wear cream coloured coats? Well they do. In Belgium they do. Which is nice, because it kind of increases the dramatic effect of the espresso dripping all over it, in my little mental movie. Then I get cursed in Flemish and then I start crying and all, and the whole thing usually ends in me being offered a consolation latte by a cute waiter. I try to have destiny be fair with me even when I am watching worst case scenario mental movies.
Anyway, since I spend so much time there, I wanted to tell you a little bit about the Exki. It’s like the Belgian Starbucks. They sell plenty of types of coffees, which is cool, and they also sell stuff to eat, like chocolate mousse and coffee-speculoos tiramisu and also some stuff called some lame name with raspberries and passion fruits and also… well you get the idea. They also do the salty part of meals, and they even sell soup. Wondrous tomato and basil soup. Soup from heaven. If I could, I’d eat there all the time. Only well, I’m but a student. Maybe I should give them my CV!! Who knows! Well, that’s a good idea. Let me try that.
I’ve tried usual fast food restaurants too, of course, only it really sucked, since
a) Eating a Big Mac while typing is just impossible
b) Eating fries near a computer is not good. Not good at all. Especially when you are freaked out like me about putting stuff between the keys of your keyboard. Did I tell you about my previous computer writing 4 between every words and letters I wrote? It4 went4 so4ething4 like4 T4ehat, and made me make terrible typing mistakes because I didn’t want to leave my computer time to write any 4s. So no salt near my keyboard.
c) The music. Oh, No, The Music. You can’t imagine. 2 hours listening to the same stupid rap songs, on a loop. 4 rap songs, I’d say. Including Soulja Boy. Goes like that: ////// YAY \\\\\\ YO////// YEEE \\\\\\\ like that. Funky the first time. Gets annoying after the fifth, I have to say. Even with the little mental choreography that goes with it. There’s only so much my imagination can make up for. French rap largely exceeds my abilities.
There really is no bad thing to say about the Exki. It’s delicious, it’s not too expensive, and they have angels cooking soup in the kitchen. Said angels having, apparently, a taste for discreet pop music rather than crappy French rap. I knew it all along, but now I have proof. Also it smells like ground coffee, which is very good. Even when you don’t like coffee in itself, and I used not to, you’re still bound to like the warm, chocolatey smell of ground coffee. Ah, yes, actually. There is one thing to say against it, it’s that stuff they have with lentils. An undying, eternal love for lentils, which conquers all, even their own good sense (lentil salads, lentil wraps, lentil cakes and lentil soup, I mean, come on. No one likes lentils when they are baked in a healthy, sane way. Lentil without half a pound of butter and a ton of curry paste? No one’s eating that for any other reason than to impress their own conscience)
And also they have a tendency to put raw carrots in stuff all the time, and that makes my mouth itch, and then I sneeze as well, and then the dream waiter in my disaster film is grossed out, and then that’s really bad. But I manage to stay away from lentils and carrots from hell, most of the time, so I really have very little to complain about, as far as the Exki is concerned. As a matter of fact, you might want to come here in Brussels yourself and give it a try! Given that I spend pretty much all my time there, we might even meet! I’ll be the girl laughing to herself in front of her computer. (MSN conversations, you know…) Anyway, it’s time for me to really remove myself from that comfy spot on my bed before I get permanent back damage, and besides, is it me or is this post getting really way too long for the amount of actual information contained in it?
Have a nice day reader!
jeudi 25 septembre 2008
First news first, I am currently in Belgium, staying at my sister's and my soon-to-be-brother-in-law's (all these hyphens!) flat(s) and looking for my own place to stay while going to my classes and helping them move (hence the (s)). My life is pretty brackety these days, I have to say.
Anyway, so yeah, I am going to classes here in Belgium, where I have been accepted in a school of interpreting. Marie Haps! Yay! I heard yesterday from one of my could-be roommates that a Belgian Princess had studied in Marie Haps before me, so there, you know what my new career plan is. Courses are reaaaaally tough, but very interesting too, and I like the challenge. Only I think now is the time when all these years of laziness in German are going to catch up on me. Anyway. Beweisen, bewies, bewiesen.
So yeah, I just wanted to tell you about that so that you're not too scared about the lack of posts, as I am sure you were, poor you. Wish me luck, and I'll remember you in my prayers to Chitchatesha, the Indian goddess of interpreters...
vendredi 5 septembre 2008
I had to look a little while till I found a book in English, but here goes:
"'Fair complexion', Shambu said. 'Good at cooking. Embroidery'."
Comes from Sacred Games, by Vikram Chandra. Not the best book ever, but pretty good nonetheless. Set in India.
Write down the time, without checking your watch.
21.43. Crap. I missed a whole Torchwood episode already. I wanted to check it out, but it looks like I'm going to have to wait for another week.
What are you wearing?
A long sleeved grey shirt from H&M, jeans and fuzzy, blue and yellow striped slippers. Made from marshmallows. Looove my slippers. Make you feel like you are walking in a blanket.
What were you looking at before you started answering this questionnaire?
I laugh pretty often. Can't remember when I last laughed, because it was probably for something extremely stupid and 5 minutes ago.
What's the last movie you saw?
Have you seen something weird today?
Think? I never.
Elizabeth. Or Mathilde. I like these. But then again, I also like Kajal. Not only because of the actress, I just think it sounds great.
Climate. Put a little green in the desert. And I would cancel slugs.
What is the last thing you saw on TV?
jeudi 28 août 2008
1. Dancing like a goddess all night long at an Indian wedding, wearing a long and beautiful lenga.
Why it's never going to happen: I love dancing but suspect that I am way less elegant than I hope to be. Troll-dancing won't help me look like Aishwarya Rai. Besides, Indians are not exactly famous for their height, and being the tallest person on a dance floor is every shade of embarrassing. From red to bright red, via a little green.
2. Write a book. Not a famous book that would stay forever and get me a national burial at the Pantheon. Just a cool book that you like reading and then you forget. A seaside book.
Why it's never going to happen: Not patient enough, not focused enough, (I'll forget the "talented" part, of course, since you can get published if you write stuff about reading a tiger's mind and marrying the son of Nikolai II). One of the reasons why I love top 5s is that it's so nice and short.
3. Do that funky sommersault back-flip thing when you start on your feet, go backwards, land on your hands, and end up on your feet again. Love it. Loooove it.
Why it's never going to happen: Well. I sure want to do it, but I'm not sure I want to learn how to do it. And I would have to have a proper occasion, like during a fight against the forces of darkness or something, and then it would end with me holding the small of my back and moaning, or in me kicking myself in the face or something. Might make the forces of evil stop and laugh! Might win me time! Not such a bad idea after all...
4. Run for miles in the rain and knock on my lover's door to tell him I love him and look like a mermaid, with black tears from my eyeliner (the Leona Lewis kind, y'know...), and having a happy ending.
Why it's never going to happen: Do you actually wonder? You don't look like a mermaid after running for miles in the rain, you look like an overused mop, with red eyes like a devilish raccoon. Besides it's cheesy. Cheesy cheesy cheesy. Let him run for miles under the rain. And be cheesy. I'm not letting you in if you're not wearing a white shirt, HA HA HA ! (Yeah. I really am a devilish racoon).
5. Wear black laced boots and a skirt and a long leather jacket and a black umbrella and go walking in the rain like I'm some kind of Trinity-like supergirl.
Why it's never going to happen: Laced boots and a skirt is nice in movies, but in real life, all it does is getting you rude comments from drunks. I mean, I've never done it, but even regular boots and a skirt get you rude comments from drunks, so...
Well there we go. That was my top 5. I'd also like to be an interpreter for Paul Bettany when he wins his Best Actor award at the Canne Film Festival for his role as the "glamorous, folk-singing, dark-suited and witty Persian vampire-warrior" in the movie "300 Bloody Blunders" I've written the scenario of only nobody knows it's me because I've written it anonymously, but that might really happen sooner than you know so I decided against it...
jeudi 21 août 2008
Anyway, I was on the bus this morning (as every morning) and since there was no cute Indian bus driver to talk to (did I tell you about the cute indian bus driver?) I listened to my MP3 player and it got me thinking about how much of the songs I really like actually come from series or movies. But mostly series. So I figured I'd do another top 5 about the series with cool music. Hope I can find 5. Mostly I wanted to get rid of the gross art-work I designed for my previous post, I admit... but still...
1. Buffy. Buffy has been the source of many great songs that I listen to all the time. Including Nikka Costa's "Everybody got their something" which I find really cool, and brightens my mood everytime I listen to it. Right now, though you can't see me, I am shaking my head to the imaginary rythm of Nikka Costa. It is also thanks to Buffy that I now listen to K's Choice, though indirectly I must say, since the one who invested was actually my sister Marion. The Buffy Soundtrack song is called "Virgin State of Mind" and it is great, and I think it was the main reason why M finally bought the album, which I, in turn, listen to all the time. Though I know it is going to get me in the mood for slithering down to the basement and eating Nutella directly off the pot (lots of things have gotten me in the mood for that lately, though... Slugs are not the last of these reasons).
2. See ? I knew that. 2 only, 3 to go, , and I already need to think... Ah, yeah, House MD (would have said Dr Who gladly but -really- I can't. Dr Who's music is mostly just weird instruments going whoooo whooo whoooo all the time. I am not in favour of it.) The House MD soundtrack is really good, and I tend to think (though I am probably robbing some extremely worthy soundtrack-picker from his well-earned glory) that it is because Hugh Laurie knows and loves music. Whatever the cause, though, I listened just yesterday to "Desire" by Ryan Adams, thanks to House MD. I'm in favour of Desire, by Ryan Adams.
3. The problem here is that from 3 to 5 are mostly series I have never seen. I know of some great great songs from One Tree Hill, or the OC, or Dawson's Creek. I know the songs are great (the Snow Patrol and other truckloads of cool, girlie-pop) but alas, I cannot give my opinion as to the series themselves, insofar as:
- I have never even watched an episode of One Tree Hill mostly because I choke on my tears after watching the first 5 minutes of the show because the music is so moving, and then I feel ashamed, and then I go do something useful instead of watching TV.
- who knows what fans of Dawson's Creek could do to me if I dared to call it lame yet once again
- I have never watched the OC because I have not. I don't like the characters too much, so I change channels.
-There is also the strange case of Grey's anatomy which most of my friends really like, but which I have never watched. I hear the Soundtrack is brilliant though, so I mention it here.
Anyway... It is getting a little late here so I guess I'm going to go back home now... Hope you're having a nice day, and all !! Go listen to "Everybody Got their Something" if you're not, it might help...