"Why do you live?" "Because I have something worth living for."

Never better

Have yourself a great laugh and try to get over it.

Herregud vad glad jag känner mig nu. I kväll ska jag äntligen se Harry Potter! Jag ska se den med pappa, det känns som när jag var liten och såg Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban med honom. Och dessutom den största biografen i stan.
På fredag blir det fransk frukost i skolan och på lördag julmys med Jessica, Amanda och Christine med allt som man ska och får göra, men det skönaste av allt (för att det gör allt det andra så mycket bättre) är att allt jobbigt med skolan typ är slut nu och när Julia kommer (om 1 1/2 vecka!!) så ska jag och hon ut på nation! På V-dala, the Concretes! Ska bli fett.
That's right, jag ska skaffa gästkårleg.
Och jag kommer över saker, jag går förbi, jag går vidare, precis som jag nu vill och behöver. Allt det är över.
Älskar.

Something's lost and nothing's gained, this is my final say.

-Because I can.

All the leaves are brown
and the sky is grey
I've been for walk
on a winter's day
I'd be safe and warm
if I was in L.A.

California dreamin'
on such a winter's day.

Det hade varit fint att göra något idag, snart är det lov, då kommer Julia och vi ska ut på nationer och dansa, och då upphör allt annat för att vi kan.

Tonight I really wanna watch Ally McBeal and I'm so gonna.

But I'd rather go to Orange tonight and dance to Belle & Sebastian. But since I went there last night I don't think future me is gonna love past me for that.

So I am being the smart person, and therefore I'm gonna stay home tonight and watch Ally McBeal even though I'm probably gonna do it on my own.

Sara's working I'm dancing Cecilija's dancing seducingly and mom's sleeping in the livingroom and I think she needs that.

What I need is to keep going with this psychology studying for the test on Tuesday. I'm going to feel awesome afterwards, I know, but then there's this French thing which I don't know if it's gonna be oral or writing and then there's religion of course.
I know something about love, you've gotta want it bad.
If that guy's got into your blood, go out and get him.
Hejdå nu fortsätter jag tills jag slutar.

It's like Narnia outside and somehow I wish it was true.

Went home after lunch today, feel a little guitly about that but I didn't feel well, felt like I shouldn't stay.

Fell asleep with Ida on my belly, and it was nice I guess but still don't know what's wrong.

I drink hot chocolate from a ball right now like French people do. I even bought it in Paris.

Just trying my best to become less tired. I know, I know I should hit the gym, but there's a long way to walk and it's cold. But Teresia and I will maybe go there tomorrow since we're not studying French anymore, I thank God for that people.

And what else is there to do tomorrow? Swallow my sorrow? Naaah, does not sound like a good idea, hope it will be fun. I hate judging people. Like, I hate to judge people, but I hate to be judged by people.

I don't even think I should feel like this.
Today it's dark in the opposite apartment once again. I'm gonna make up a story about that dancer. Maybe it's a guy. He has this boring job where he has a boring office, even though he's funny himself. So, once or twice a week, he leaves a little too early, runs to that empty apartment where he's alone. And then he starts to play some music. And then he starts dancing. Like crazy.
I wonder when he'll be back.
OH MY GOOOOD! SOMEONE JUST TURNED ON THE LIGHTS. WOAH that was scary!!!
Where is the crazy dancer??? Hmmmm, I think I just saw a head. Yeah, I totally see something...
Guess he won't dance today.
I'd really like to know why that room is empty, or at least looks empty from my kitchen.
Yes, I know that my behaviour belongs to a 85-years-old, and that I definitely have more important things to do, but I've gotta stay dreaming.

THE WORLD IS LAZY, BUT YOU AND ME WE'RE JUST CRAZY. SO WHEN I'M WITH YOU I HAVE FUN.

Jag känner inte igen mig

nej, slutet har nog slitit hårdare på mig

så jag säger inget,

vill inte förneka det.

Missing myself more than ever.

I miss beautiful things. I miss having life in my hands. I miss going out on the street without feeling ashamed. I miss my sister. I miss having talks. I miss confirmation. I miss having selfconfidence. I miss last spring.
No one is dancing in the opposite apartment today. Today there's only darkness over there.
And everything's white and clear. When I fall asleep early and sleep for about 9-10 hours, I dream about everything. Tonight I dreamed about me and my friends going to a concert with Band of Horses, and I was devistated because I had forgotten to listen to their songs earlier. Now I know what I've gotta do.
FYI, these are only excuses for being nobody. For being quiet instead of being nice and social.
She's falling asleep, heavy, on my hand. My typing is making her fall asleep.
What if I lived in Middle Earth and fought for the survival of the world and actually made it.
I'm gonna fight 'til the day I die. 'Til I die.
Now the Christmas tree shines once again, and I wonder if the lantern outside the door way over there is gonna make it or not.
I guess no.