I am mildly in love with this picture I stumbled upon the other day to the extent of setting it as my desktop background. Today I started reading the sixth book of A song of Ice and Fire (A Dance with Dragons part.1), and apart from a few minor absurd events that Mr.Martins could have heartily avoided, I am quite pleased with this saga that captured me a couple of months ago.I am also very fond of the Tv series that has been made out of these books, and I really cannot stand people complaining all the time about how events in the show don’t always correspond to the books: it is stating the obvious that a channel, in order to produce a successful show and make money will have to cut several minor events and slightly modify the storyline so as to appeal to a wider audience. 
I love seeing all those scenes that I’ve imagined for months coming to life, the actors pronouncing my favourite quotes just as I imagined them, and I am more than pleased with the cast selection, as nearly all of the actors proved to be valid and in some cases even exceptional -even that walking spoiler of Sean Bean-. 
I guess that’s it for my midnight rant, I’d best embrace Morpheus as tomorrow I have a jumble sale to organise!! I bid you a good night.
You know life is good when you can spend your days chilling out in the garden, organising barbecues and pic-nics at the local park. Sunshine finally decided to honour the UK of its presence, -and freckles are covering my face and shoulders as I type- giving me the excuse to mix my love for reading and flowers (as you can see, “A song of Ice and Fire” follows me pretty much everywhere these days). I also love the way my town seems to completely transform when the sun is out, and walking places doesn’t seem quite as much of a daunting task as it would do on a standard grey British day. Moreover, if things couldn’t get any better, the University of Strasbourg accepted my application, so I am now officially a LEA Student -i.e. Langues étrangères appliquées- and as from September I will be studying German, Spanish, Russian, EU institutions and International Relations. Life’s good folks!
It is May 18 today, yet it seems like Winter is coming for real. The stressful and busy week I had led me one step closer to insanity, and my only moments of joy consisted in posting funny memes on Game of Thrones and repeatedly watching baby sloths videos -and found out that the little sloth whose pics I posted in my previous post is a very curious baby girl called Taz-. I will not bore you on my extensive revision of segmentation strategies, pricing policies and comparisons between traditional and recent methods, but I will tell you the results of my stressful week: I nailed my marketing exam, finally applied to Strasbourg University, got a job as an Interpreter/Translator for Italian and French and put an end to stress and worries in style by watching The Dictator -which made me laugh so hard I thought my head was going to fall off-.
Three exams down, two to go, after which I will be taking the first plane to Douce France and disappear off the face of the Earth for a couple of days.
After spotting a staggering Khal Drogo wandering around town, me and the boyfriend conceived that Coventry represents the eight kingdom of Westeros, whose coat of arms is ‘the Chav’.

Shame I couldn’t take a picture of this wonderful scenario.

A ‘must read' once I am done with the 'A song of ice and fire' saga. 
Here is the synopsis of the book for you:
'I knew if anyone could help me get to where I wanted to be, it was Mr Kit-e-Licious, the cat of my dreams.' Even as a kitten, Nancy knew she was different. Unlike her peers who were content to hunt mice and sunbathe all day, Nancy was born with a thirst for adventure. She tastes local fame after hitching rides in strangers' cars, and soon Nancy starts a blog, becomes a Facebook sensation, and dips her paws in the world of show business. She dreams of meeting Mr. Kit-e-Licious, the country's number-one cat star - they could be the Brad and Angelina of the cat world. When she is signed by a celebrity agent it seems like her dream is about to come true. But will Nancy find the glamour-puss life is all that she thought it would be?
With the certainty that this book will be funnier and possibly more intelligent than its biped version, I invite you all to read more about the adventures of Nancy the kitty.