16. 10. 2011

Prague - Rome

The highlight of my neofolk autumn.

It was actually the second time when I went to a show I was looking forward to SO MUCH and didn't have my camera with me (the first time it was Emilie Autumn when my sister was *somewhere on some figure skating thing* and had the camera with her, this time it was because of her again, since she broke the camera down). I thought I am going to die. I love taking photos at concerts, even though 95% of them are shitty as hell. I want to have the pictures for myself, by myself.

But, nevermind. The "good" thing was that I should concentrate more on the beauty of the music and not trying to catch the best light and angles in order to have a cool picture.

At the end of the whole show, I felt like crying. Not only because they were playing one of my favorite songs (Swords to rust, hearts to dust), but also because the whole atmosphere was just kinda overwhelming. Ah, yes.

And Jerome, the frontman, is just very kind and friendly.

Btw, thanks Ája for saving my photographic arse and taking the pictures <3

11. 10. 2011

Warriors, school and warriors again

So the days are growing shorter now, nights are getting colder aswell and things you simply have to have done, they need to be done. Simply said.

Some of them are easy. SO easy, you don't even need to switch on your brain for finishing them.
Some of them are those, when your brain wakes up and thinks "oh man, I think it's about time to get the shit done!"
Some of them are of that certain kind, that you think it's going to be easy and something prooves you wrong. I mean, SO WRONG.
Some of them are impossible, so you don't even bother with them.
And finally, some of them are challenging in the way you simply love and adore.

Culturology and my seminar work for that subject.
"Whatever you choose," the professor said, "but it has to have something to do with culture. Whatever culture you want. Possibilities are countless, you just choose what you like and write about it circa five solid pages."

So I said to myself, what do I like?
Everything, and nothing.
I mean, I could have chosen something about cretain artistic movement. Or about certain style, or language, or just about anything. Really. Because even if I would decide to write about the history and meaning of money, it would still count, since different cultures around the world used different money systems.

But I am a mad warrior. I am a berserker.
I chose something that I never thought much about. I wasn't interested in it in any deeper way nor did I try to research more about it. But yet I told the professor I am going to write about it.

So paint your face, mad girl, and fear nothing. School is a battlefield and you are a warrior. You wear your warpaint every day to face another fight and you still keep surviving.

Warriors, thieves and madmen.

2. 10. 2011

Airbus A380

Landed in Prague for the first time ever.

Courtesy of Lufthansa, celebrating their 45 years of service in the Czech republic.
What a lovely machine! Managed to get kinda-average picture of it, at least something (:

1. 10. 2011

"Head update"

As you may know, my current haircut means that I have the left side of my head cut very shortly - nearly shaved.
But as I don't own that hair cutting machine, it always depends on my sister and her haircutting skills - she keeps my left side very very very short only by scissors and I have to say she's getting much better at it. However you just can't achieve the same result with scissors as you do with the machine.

So I decided I will just get a razor and shave it bald. It will grow in few days anyway, so whatever (:

And when I have the right side longer, I am planning to do the same to my right side, to get and undercut, so I could wear my hair in ponytail and "equally shaved head".