Too many protest singers, not enough protest songs

This is the look I've been giving to people at uni this whole week. It's student council election time, which means you cannot walk freely around the halls, without a crazy person following you and shoving propaganda leaflets into your face. There is a tough competition between three parties and I have trouble deciding which one annoys me the most. Probably the one who has a picture of its president on a leaflet. He is sitting in a library (because he is so so smart and hard working) but then if you look closely you can see that he has an iPad on his table (instead of a pile of books) and you can see his Facebook profile pic on it. Great success.

Also, I've finally realized something:

Socializing is not my thing. Or maybe this is just an excuse I tell myself to feel better, because I don't seem to be capable of making new acquaintances.

Surprisingly, good things are happening as well. For example, I watched a film Empire Records. Record store + good music + a bunch of crazy people + a girl shaves her head = literally the best thing ever.

With love,

Pie

Goodbye summer and pointless sitting on a couch in a pyjama with a bowl of cereal or popcorn or

nothing because you are too lazy to go out to buy some food. Goodbye waking up at noon only to realize you don't actually have to get out of bed. Goodbye movie marathons, mini road trips and other summer adventures.

Goodbye careless days, hello uni! Law and Medicine why we meet again so soon??

Ce jeu

Owl Attack!

I'm currently trapped in a game called studying law. And it's weird. I love it and hate it at the same time. Last year, when I was still deciding on what to study a friend of mine said: "Law? Well I think you will find yourself there. It will broaden your horizons!" She was right. Almost everyday I discover, piece by piece, how the system works, we discuss different dilemmas regarding law and justice and I'm often quite amazed by complexity of law in general. Also, I realised how much responsibility you have to accept as a judge, making decisions that will quite possibly change someone's life. You simply have to do your best all the time. I could go on and on describing things that impressed me during lectures this year, which is very good. I think I found my niche. In a way.

There are also many things that trouble me. I'm not completely sure if this is what I truly want. Yes, it interests me a lot and studying for hours and hours is not a problem for me. But. Oh there is always a but. I don't have a clear vision of what I want to do in my life. I don't know if I'm willing to work my ass off only to realize at 40 that I did nothing but study and work and that youth slipped away without me even noticing. Also, I don't quite fit into the image of a law student. Law students don't wear flower head-bands, tulle skirts, flatform shoes and pastel lipsticks.They don't do cool collages, they don't indie-dance their shoes off or spend the majority of their free time making how-to-escape-to-Berlin plans with their best friend. They simply do not. Therefore I feel lonely at uni and I don't know if this is ever going to change. 

To sum up. Is being interested in what you study enough to ignore the fact that you don't actually like the social environment you are in? Who knows. I guess I will have to wait and see what happens.

With love, Pie.

Out of the bubble

In the last few weeks, so many things have changed. Highschool was safe, known, comfortable. Holidays were fabulous. Uni is none of that.

I don’t like college life very much. You meet new people and you have coffees and lunches with them and you smalltalk until you’re tired of pointless conversations and just want to go home. And I am not even enjoying wearing violet fur or going over the top with accessories, because that makes you feel like an outcast, not fabulous at all, as there is no one there to appreciate it. Most of medicine students wear ugly sweaters from year '02 and sport shoes.

We do however, appreciate old friends even more now, and when we’re not educating, let it be economy or anatomy, we’re trying to maintain sanity by doing stuff that we like, say

...lunches with old friends

white girls eating salads and a blue boy, in a restaurant in Ljubljana

...photography... I found my grandfather's Zorki-4 a while ago, but am still learning how to use it. As it doesn't have a light meter, and I don't have any knowledge of photography, most of the photos are blurry, underexposed, or not there at all. But I'm having lots of fun with it!

Ljubljana, centre ville

...dreamy songs... This one really fits my mood lately

...having a fur-and-dark-lipstick-wearing alter ego at night... oh yes, we are still Rapunzel&Pie, and fabulous too!

We recently attended a fashion show with a slovenian fashion blogger Eva Ana, who took the photo below. For more, check out her blog, all around eve.

Vintage fur coats, bought in Berlin for 7€ <3

Who needs uni anyway??