I felt the need to stay tucked in my soft cosy blancket, sipping tea with skim milk, and allowing myself to an afternoon of self indulgence in some of my favorite "pink movies".
these are one of the type of movies most people hate because they feed off complete erroneous notions about society and most importantly, the way women behave.
I will have to say these movies are a treat to watch... only a person that knows the type can understand why it's so funny; it's the very erroneous notions that makes it fun to watch, as if whe're seeing a social critic and a stereotype mockery in an acid, but amusing way.
I am very proud to say that I am by no means a person that is fixed on (gothic only) tastes, or has any type of boundaries. as far as most of my preferences goes, I'm happy to say I am an ecclectic soul.
but of course, within reason.
I'm sorry but if you like rap music I can't see us being friends.
*scratching my head waiting for disapproval*
I'm just going to get another camomile tea cup and I'll be off to see for the first time "the first wives club".
Today I woke up terrified with the prospect of having one of my wisdom theet pulled.
I am completely and utterly afraid of dentistry. it is also known as odontophobia and more commonly adressed as dental phobia.
it's when a person has a severe fear of dentistry and receiving dental care.
wikipedia describes it so:
"... Approximately 5 to 10 percent of U.S. adults are considered to experience dental phobia; that is, they are so fearful of receiving dental treatment that they avoid dental care at all costs.[5] Many dentally fearful people will only seek dental care when they have a dental emergency, such as a toothache or dental abscess. People who are very fearful of dental care often experience a “cycle of avoidance,” in which they avoid dental care due to fear until they experience a dental emergency requiring invasive treatment, which can reinforce their fear of dentistry.[6]
Women tend to report more dental fear than men,[7] and younger people tend to report being more dentally fearful than older individuals.[8] People tend to report being more fearful of more invasive procedures, such as oral surgery, than they are of less invasive treatment, such as professional dental cleanings, or prophylaxis. [...]"
I really have to say this is me.
my luck in life is that I have insainly good teeth. I never had much trouble with them that I really needed to take care of it. my only troubles up to now were; pulling one tooth, getting two filled, and using a retainer.
all of the above were tremendously scary... I actually had to use braces because my mouth is too small for my teeth but I never had the financial support to do so, and being scared out of my mind didn't help as well.
now, I've come to a point where I can't let my fear win anymore.
said the Corpsie of past year and a half. I went there, had two fillings and the spectacle was shameful. I almost passed out, cried, barely openned my mouth... the works. that dentist is a saint for putting up with me... twice!
he said we wanted me there in a couple of months to talk about getting all four wisdom teeth removed. so I ran. I ran for an year and a half. sure I felt pain sometimes. but I would take something and forget about it. but now... it's getting worse and I can't stand the pain. so I went there today... and he did not remove my offending tooth. he's treating my inflamation and as soon as it heals, I'll have to go there and finally get it out. I'm already feeling better, really, but this is temporary if I don't suck up my phobia and get it over and done with.
I'm telling you, the moment he touched my mouth with those sliky gloves, I felt I was going to pass out. my heart was beating so hard I almost died.
I hate this...
well... more on that some othe time.
I did a couple of new videos, why don't you guys check it out a bit?
this is the demonia's Demon 17/B review, and I can already tell you that these shoes will make you fall in love! so confortable for every "terrain" you might have to conquer, and so easy to dress up or down if you're going for a casual look. take a gander, you won't be disappointed!
the next one is a review on a reasonable knock-off jeffrey campbell's Litas, and might I say they where a bargain. 24€ is next to nothing considering these babies can mimic the real ones in a most satisfactory way. hard to tell where they are from... just a random store in Portugal, but it all boils down to Chezchuan, China.
this is my room!
I'm showing just a few things here and there, but just because I have a real fetish with collecting things *cof cof* hoarder *cof cof* so I really have quite some little and big treasures tucked away under my bed and in an infinite number of boxes, wooden or cardboard, and bags and storage units.
that's just me. things make me happy because they make me feel full. and not just things one can buy. practically everything makes me feel that way, even when I'm walking near the sea shore during summer and happen to find sea shells or an odd looking rock. even leaves make feel that way. a piece of paper that holds the cutlery together in a diner, sharing a meal with a special friend or the ticket from the very first time I went to an amusement park.
be it of a high or low importance, I am fascinated with things.
I guess this would be my dresser. as you can see, it its best of days it still manages to look cluttered, messy and belonging to someone with her head in the clouds.
and it's true.
these are some of my pride and joy. my babies.
I'm sure it doesn't look like much to a great deal of people, but in those shelves lays years and years of saving up for some good (goth) quality shoes. I'd have to say 99% of these shoes were bought with my hard earning money.
life's a bitch, but then again, you have to be financially smart in order to have your cake and eat it too.
my little, almost dying charriot.
now, I don't really know what the heck this thing is called, nor in English nor in Portuguese. I just call the name, that I can only assume by pronouncing it, to be in French... so, yeah.
I have a few more drawers of clothing but this is my main place for articles that you rather have hanged, otherwise you'll just get wrinkles everywhere...
this is my kinda-like-an-altar to Earth.
that's me and my hunay! love him to death. and a few more things, all that I "feel" to be within the earth spirit.
and here's my water kinda altar.
I've been going through a weird phase where I loooove to buy figurines that old people would get for their grand daughters as totally unwanted gifts, like this gorgeous mermaid or my troll in the photo above this one. once again, all that I felt to be a part of water is here.
this is one of the walls in my room.
unfortunately I have the urge to change this immensely, but the money has to be wisely spent and to paint this huge red wall to a purple... it will take a bit more of savings. and I am currently saving up for a hair color change and Norwegian lessons.
plus, I always have to have some extra money for the projects I'm starting.
this is one of them:
it will be a wiccan/witchcraft inspired bottle, and I'm now finishing a custom bottle necklace (that I'll put up photos when done) and all of this on top of having an insanely amount of school work to do and tests coming up. ho my...
this is the Room Tour video, just go ahead and have fun with it!
About a month ago I decided to go ahead and record "the boyfriend tag" for my youtube channel, and for all that know me in a more personal level, know that it almost seems by miracle that I am able to post things on the internet and have indeed accounts on stuff, because I'm a real "tech dummy" - meaning I have not whatsoever any capability to work with technologies, and much rather be reading a book because it's a fucking physical object than to try and understand all these confusions of copy paste, urls, google + (a mega fuck you btw) and everything everyone knows how to do and start by laughing at me in disbelief and consequently ending by nodding their head in pity - that is me, yes.
So... what happened? well, I had the impression I was recording. instead I was taking a series of pictures. please go right ahead and facepalm yourself. I'll wait.
this is the result; I'm going to give you guys a play-by-play of it:
Corpsie: "hi guys, so I decided to do thius video bla, bla, bla..."
Boyfriend: just stands there not giving a flying fuck. so metal.
Corpsie: " do you think this is filming...?"
Boyfriend: "WTF?"
Boyfriend: " you butthole, that shit's taking pictures!"
Corpsie: " ho, that's what's weird about it."
SONOFABITCH !!!
so yeah... I'm a wonder I know.
we ended up by doing the video inside because by the time we knew about this it was too late to start recording, the fucking sun had gone out.
this is the damned video in question:
sorry for the quality of the video, but that was my first time recording in that laptop. : x
Hi guys!
welcome to my blog. ;)
after much consideration, I thought that only good things could come from starting a blog to delve into matters I sometimes address on my youtube channel in a more in depth manner, and to actually have a place for lighthearted discussions, rants, funny business, and whatever more you can think of. you can expect posts from the most different topics, from oddities and fashion, to vlogs and work stuff, and even little much-to-do-about-nothing posts. because... we're here to share things and make friends, right?
this first post will be a tad on the low key, but just to start things on the right foot, here's a pic:
this is my very first appearance for a party flyer, and how funny that is since this is also my first entry. I think it came out pretty well. if you're in Lisbon or around that area be sure to check out this party. it's a bit exclusive but I actually took this picture in the bar where the party is going to happen and I must say... the place sure looks amazing.
I guess I could go on telling you guys about me, but I thought it would be much more fun if you get to know me in each passing entry. ;)
this is my only real blog, and the other real accounts I possess are:
youtube account and modelmayhem account; which you can find the address here.
I also have a livejournal account and a facebook account, but I rarely let anyone in those due to being of a very personal nature.
So, this place will act as a bridge between the public Corpsie and the personal one.
