Throwbacks and such ♡

I remember making this lunch aggggeeeees ago when I went with my dad to a museum and I still think it was the best one ever. It was like in 2010, and this was all part of recovery and everything and yeah... I don't know just it's nice to feel nostalgic about things once in a while I guess.

And thiiiis is what I live off when I go to my grandma's house, as she's very much a carnivore. Honestly I feel quite angry that I live in Germany where they sell like nothing nice, mainly meat and all that, and ugh. I get such baaaad heartburn from it it's kept me awake at night sobbing, pretty traumatic. 

Anywayyyy end of the nostalgic twilight kinda post here, I'm tired and off to bed to brace myself for tomorrow, going to be a living sort of personal hell. ♡

Thoughts on 'recovery' and intakes...

I don't mean to be a negative bitch, or anything, and I realize I talk about it a lot, but this is sort of also a very private little-known blog so I guess it's okay. Anyway, I wish people wouldn't talk about food or what they eat in a day... Like I get it's 'normal' but it doesn't seem normal, why do we obsess and feel the need to talk about how much we eat in a day? Why do we do it? More importantly why does every teenage girl I know do it? It seems to be an obsession - a compulsive need, almost and quite frankly, my dear I don't give a damn. It makes me feel awfully triggered when I have to listen to it...
I'm starting a diet next week, because I'm sort of done being fat. Yes it's healthy and everything and no I'm not starving myself, I just hope people don't bother me about it because I don't want to talk about it... I don't want to have to explain myself to every Tom, Dick and Harry!! It's just stupid! I'm genuinely going to get pissed off about it if I have to hear somebody question me, it's my own damn business my good lord. -.-
In other news, I quite like the tracking of the meals I eat through photographs, makes me feel a lot less out of control of it, and more able to keep on top of things, so I think I'm going to ask my parents for a camera for Christmas along with a few Forever 21 items... ;)
The meal above is just a bowl of Oatmeal topped with fresh autumnal fruits - absolutely lovely! ♡♡

autumn arrived

So, it's Autumnal out and I went for a walk with my boyfriend and for my art project took the photos I need, and I just really like the colour contrasts. 

It smelled of decay and the sun was warm, and it's October and the year is nearly over, and everything is going so damn fast. I don't know if I like it or hate it. Either way it worries me, and I get anxious and I start to bite my lips, and peel the skin off, and my fingernails get shorter, and my hair is always messy. 

Work left to do: 

Outfoxed (English L+L HL)

MUN Columbia Research

ToK Perception story

Well shit. :)

Nostalgic

So, it's been one month since school started, and I'm feeling a certain nostalgia for Italy and eating strawberries and doing little else actually, except lounging in the pool and furiously scribbling down calorie contents and flicking through girly magazines.
University booklets are arriving, and Oxford has sent a letter, which is amazing, don't get me wrong, but it also makes me want to projectile vomit and hide under a blanket with a cup of tea and my Harry Potter books.
They're apparently very interested in me and liked the conversation some of the students had with me and I think they're all stark raving mad. 

I'm not sure why I started this blog. I suppose this is another form of documentation and procrastination and anything but being productive. Either way, I have MUN research to do, and me ToK story to finish, and have I mentioned the notes I have to take for English on this video?

Outfoxed: Rupert Murdoch's War on Journalism

It's actually fascinating, only you begin to believe that every type of media except for the BBC is not liberal and have to seriously question America's ethics.
Bloody Republicans make things pretty damn complex.