The day after your birthday. It comes just as your birthday comes. It comes and goes. I was never a fan of birthday parties or the fact of getting older. I find the idea of awkwardly standing next to a cake and having all the people looking at you singing that song a bit terrifying. In fact, I prefer to have the day just as any other but, it is weird; there is always this feeling that you have now a new age to memorize when people ask how old you are. One of the good things about the day after your birthday is when you get up in the morning with brewed coffee and, Sylvia Plath's drawings to look at. Forever 21 – never 21 again.

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The Blue Lagoon (1980) Director: Randal Kleiser

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Léon: The Professional (1994) Director: Luc Besson

What is in my bag?

Sundays. Raining Sundays are good for staying home watching films and feeling depressed due to the fact that you expected a better Sunday or that you will face Monday. This Sunday I occupied my mind reading books and organizing my wardrobe. Taking away my summery dresses in order to have some room for all the coats. I also took the time to tidy up my bag. Having this new purse encouraged me to get it neat. It is not exactly a bag. It is in fact a laptop case but, I will surely use it as a purse, the same way I sometimes wear dresses as skirts. If you are interested you can design it your own. I used my 'flowers' picture (which the flowers are now, currently, on my wall) and my 'house' sketch. It's now 01:10. It's Monday..feels quite the same. click here for Snupped