wrong animal

dear diary,

Just heard a track from a London-based electronica band, Wrong Animal. Really cool stuff! Have a listen to Oh How They Fight here or check them out on Myspace.

xx

world's fugliest dress

dear diary,

I am sorry for my eyes today as i have never laid them on a dress as ugly as this. This is ugliness in its true form. This is FUCK UGLY! Who the hell made this? ... * * .... okay, doesnt say on the link. SERIOUSLY woman, wtf.

xx

zebra prints

dear diary,

while i am so not feeling the new xtina aguilera video nor the new look (the futuristic look is lil over-used perhaps)... im lovin this santogold vid. the zebra print's my fave!



also just had a look at yelle's first hit on video, i LOVE the song... and the video is cute to the T! (it's got lyrics as well, a good way to learn some french, like, oh mon dieu!)



xx

paper planes

On the eve of my bday, we had nothing better to do. Peejay and i became MIA and Diplo for a whole minute. First check out the original, before our horrible imitation.


MIA & DIPLO


ZE! & CESARIO (MC DUSAAR)



p/s: shall i mention, yet again, that peejay brought me to a strip club after this. because all 26 yr old women needs booty. pfft

xx

darth maul

dear diary,

i think its okay if it kills me - if it doesnt let me live & love like a normal person - if it makes me suffer. i asked for it and i deserve it, so its okay.

xx

i am on catsuit

dear diary,

i am featured on catsuit magazine (click on Glam Electro by Ze!) thanks to miss rijken, photos by mr machnicki.

xx

time for another baby

dear diary,

new flash :) its official, i've begun with my plans for a next album. finally, a new baby! it is going to be crazy exciting and i hope to release it sometime early next year. it will be my 2nd (its been 3 years since Shameless!) but a very first all-electropop disco record for me. i think its perfect timing now that i am about done with my european adventure and recording new tracks with ruben. wooooooooooooohhhhhhhhh!

xx

my privacy for sale

dear diary,

i am beginning to become paranoid to even think what i think. the past one week has taught me > a) that i am in fact, not invincible, and b) it is dangerous to keep a diary (or diaries, in my case). i keep different sorts of diaries and they all serve different purposes. i cannot live without any of them because i have to write my thoughts, daily, get them all out on paper or in typing. this includes the very diary i am writing on right now. i think i express myself better with written words than i ever can through speech. verbally, my words hardly ever come out the way i intend them to. i dont really understand it myself. so now that i feel like i have been stripped off the privacy of having these things, i may as well have been implanted some sort of chip so everybody is aware of my thoughts the moment they cross my mind. why the hell not, fuckers? ill give you a good 20 years to figure the brainchip out; because by then i should have enough money to buy you, ur family AND ur stupid technology. its too bad i dont care much about technology, im proud to say my mobile phone doesnt even know what the flying f bluetooth is. in short, i have just been given a good slap into reality and it was pretty painful. see the problem is i dream a lot. and i am aware that i have a little reality phobia. rephrase that : HUGE reality phobia. hmm. anyway, ruben and i continued working on a new track today and it was an extremely stressful day in the studio. which also would mean me and my extra bitchiness. i had so much on my mind, or someone, and it def affected the lyrics i wrote as well. no matter how much i learn how to throw my emotions out the door, it just does not work when i really needed it to. or maybe it's just autumn kicking its way in.

xx

thank u berlin

dear diary,

i have just about recovered from the most bizarre, traumatic and eventful weekend of my entire fucking life. i arrived berlin on friday, performed in leipzig with a fever and lack of sleep, and bck to berlin on saturday for a show at the villa (which was hell! yeah! wicked). i was on top of the world. didnt sleep. and wasnt prepared for the nightmare that was to come on sunday. but it did, and i thought i was hallucinating the whole time. now, 2 days later i realise there is quite a fighter in me. ive only broken down once since, i wouldve expected me to have done so a lot more. i guess this is what they meant with what doesnt kill u only makes u stronger... im happy to know ive friends who r there for me. u guys r the stars!

xx

yet another october

dear diary,

18 days left. i am in a strange place right now, or so i feel. for one week, i am living a dream that is temporary and unreal. i wonder if i'll wake up tomorrow to discover all this was nothing but one of my sweetest dreams. one thing for sure, 2008 has so far been just the way i imagined it to be. i dont think i could ask for more... and i dont wanna f'ing wake up!

x