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Introduction.

I’m the sort of girl who skims pages in a book then reads a particularly evocative paragraph five times over. I’m the sort of girl who gets out of the shower in a bathrobe and stays in it for the rest of the night. I’m the sort of girl who makes a new friend and knows if they will still be in her life in two years. I’m the sort of girl who wishes she could eat cupcakes from the bottom up because icing is too lovely to devour first. I’m the sort of girl who spends a whole weekend reading a book or writing letters. I’m the sort of girl who lives for abandoning plans. I’m the sort of girl who finds herself day-dreaming at any time given.

I’m the sort of girl who always feels like grilled salmon with black pepper and lemon for dinner. I’m the sort of girl who wakes up before the sun is out. I’m the sort of girl who tries to do everything right. I’m the sort of girl who picks books over movies. I’m the sort of girl who knows when someone likes her but pretends not to because she wants to hear it from his mouth and not her own head. I’m the sort of girl who finds it laughable that those who talk the most shit are the ones with the most shit said about them. I’m the sort of girl who falls for marketing ploys and buys in haste. I’m the sort of girl who has her first everything bagel with you and associates you with them for life. I’m the sort of girl who has friends in several continents and still feels like she could make many more. I’m the sort of girl who has problems to trust people.

I’m the sort of girl who gets melancholy and nostalic more than often. I’m the sort of girl who likes having a flavour of the month, the sort of girl who thinks the saddest people alive are those who condescend and patronise to make themselves feel better. The sort of girl who says ‘thank you’, ‘please’ and ‘pardon’ and swears like a sailor five seconds later. I’m the sort of girl who wishes it was autumn all year around. I’m the sort of girl who loves Norway and Nashville and Chicago and Milwaukee and Finland and Santa Monica and always wants to be anywhere but here, wherever ‘here’ may be.

Hi, I’m Jennie. I’m a writer. Therefor, I am.

hidden under my rock

a little make-over

So I finally gave my blog a little make over. I thought it was about time for a fresh new look, because I was kind of getting tired of the old look. I added a few new applications to my sidebar as well, removed my header (working on a new one right now), edited some info and so on and so forth. I like the new look. ๐Ÿ™‚

Thursday = Cleaning day. โค

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The strawberries from my little patch are looking wonderful! ๐Ÿ™‚


I got this gorgeous letter from my lovely Anne, which totally made my day. โค

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teacup <3

It’s pretty obvious that I’ve had such an obsession with teacups for a long time already, hence all of my usernames. ๐Ÿ™‚

lonely night

Just because you stop believing… that doesn’t mean that it just goes away

countdowns <3