Lists: a series of words, or items written one after the other...

I love lists, as I'm sure a lot of other people also do. Lists can be apart of every aspect of your life and not just take the form of the age-old shopping list! For instance, here is a sample of some of my own personal, and very real lists:

Things to do before I die:
1. Procreate - at least once, preferably twice
2. Travel to Mongolia with my parents
3. Have a kitten and a puppy at the same time and watch them grow up together

Things to remember to pack for Norway:
1. ghd
2. GHD
3. Uggboots

Fav food:
1. Blue cheese & quince jelly topped off with a basil leaf
2. Blue cheese
3. Soup

Top crushes of my childhood:
1. JTT aka Johnathan Taylor Thomas (whatever happened to that spunk of a specimen?)
2. Captain Planet (he was a hero, and was gonna take pollution down to zero...)
3. Doogie Howser (wow Doogie, you're like, a Doctor?!)

However, recent events has had me discover that such prose can lead thee to unravel the mystries of the white race - race, as in a human population distinguished as a more or less distinct group by genetically transmitted physical characteristics - and not like a "ready - set - white people run!" kinda race. It's true. Do YOU know what stuff white people like? Some of my favourite learnings include the following:

#4 Assists (just not tall enough are you?)
#116 Black music that black people don't listen to anymore (so true)
#67 Standing still at concerts (shame on you)
#23 Microbreweries (you know you secretly like Tui...admit it!)
#11 Asian girls (whoohoo!)

View the full list here: http://stuffwhitepeoplelike.com/full-list-of-stuff-white-people-like/


And in light of this inspirational and utterly informative list, I'd like to attempt a top 3 for my species. The female species that is: What women want (not in the Mel Gisbon kinda way though, ew). Please feel free to comment, amend, and suggest:

1. Him to text her back!!!! (do you have no compassion?!)
2. We don't know what we want...
3. We want what she's got
(4. A big rock, babies, that house, job, Manolos, manicure...)

My kind of wonderful

I love you/Je t'aime/Ek is lief vir jou/S'ayapo/Ich leibe dich/Jeg elsker deg/Wo ai ni/Kimi o ai shiteru/lubim ta.

It makes the world go round, it changes everything, hands and faces, earth and sky...cliche, cliche, cliche... but it's true. Love is pretty amazing, no words are needed to describe it as so. So I present you with some pretty groovy, love inspired pics (courtesy of the virtual world). Eat your heart out.

Norwegian Wood

It's a song, it's a book, it's a type of wood and it's also... a rude innuendo.

The song: a Beatles song based on John Lennon's extramatrital affairs and perhaps paying a little too much attention to the decor of his mistress's dwelling?

The book: a 1987 novel set in the 1960s. It's about a guy, Toru, who looks back on his days at university and the two relationships he develops with two very different women. It's a nostalgic story about the loss of love - but it is not JUST a love story. Oh, and one of the girls likes the song...

The wood: aparently it's a type of cheap pine?

The rude innuendo: you figure it out (clue: personify it).

"I once had a girl, or should I say, she once had me...

She showed me her room, isn't it good, norwegian wood?

She asked me to stay and she told me to sit anywhere,

So I looked around and I noticed there wasn't a chair.

I sat on a rug, biding my time, drinking her wine,

We talked until two and then she said, "It's time for bed"

She told me she worked in the morning and started to laugh.

I told her I didn't and crawled off to sleep in the bath

And when I awoke, I was alone, this bird had flown

So I lit a fire, isn't it good, norwegian wood."

Midnight in Moscow

You'd think that I could be a bit more creative than naming my first blog after my new favourite (but so last winter) OPI nail polish colour...But alas, no such luck as the colour has stricken me with a sense of fully fledged euphoria. I am in awe of the fact that such a colour could permeate my current state of emotions and logical thinking and take me to a place I long to be...