Monday, August 16, 2010
You know that joyfull, bubly,fluffy feeling you get when you're inlove...Well i'ts crap! The most importante ting i've learned is that feelings like such, is all in your mind. If you work on it long enough, you can manage too hide it and slowly kill it over the years.
I was i big fan of that thougt, untill i met this guy. I never belived in love, i hated people who were INlove and felt like punching them silly. How could one guy change all that? How could one guy be so beutiful, so caering, so loveable all at once? I'm surprised at myself, I've become one the people i hated the most, and do you know what?..I love it, every second of it. This guy is so special, and i care for him so deeply that it hurts. I think of him all the time, and i dream of him. But i'm not gonna be able too see him again for 4 months and 27 days. I live in texas, and he lives in Norway. i count the days, because every day is a day that brings me closer to him...That special guy.
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
Uhm, what the fuck happened to this blog?! Can you see the whole blog or just a bit of it, like the header and the latest text?
Note to the rest of the world: Please learn to care less about what people think. Please start to be more open minded and stop judging people. I have this way of living. I don’t care. I stopped caring about certain things along long time ago. Not things in the big picture like my friends, but things like what people think of you. It’s so much easier if you don’t care. To be brutally honest, I’ve seen myself change enormously these few years. I’ve seen myself go from the quiet, insecure person to the noisy, nauseating and self absorbed girl that automatically gets on your nerves. I’m not afraid to say something when it comes to standing up for something. I now have more self esteem than I could wish for, and yes… sometimes, I get in trouble for that. I always imagine that I can take anyone or do anything and get away with it. I don’t think further than my nose tip and that is where my “I don’t care”-attitude has taken me.
But the final question remains… Is it worth it? Is the whole “getting in to trouble because I can stand up for me and what I believe in”-situation worth all my self esteem? I think it is. I think that if I feel good about myself, it doesn’t matter what people might think and say. Fuck the people. Find the person you are and be thatone. Everybody else is taken… So I’ve heard. Facebook told me.
Don’t worry, be happy? Mistakes are made and other people suck. You’re stuck with yourself for the rest of your life, you should really try to get along
Sunday, August 8, 2010
Thursday, August 5, 2010
He's one of my favorites. He's got a song for every occasion. Hi, my name is Alex and i'm the guest blogger in this psychedelic little blogg. One of my greatest worries is that when i come home, every thing will be changed. The people, the city and my friends. My bestfriends birthday is comming up, and i'm not going to be able to be there. I'm afraid we're gonna grow apart
Memories can be so much. Memories can be bad, and they can be good. I think the quote from Oscar Wild is very good. Oscar Wild said: "Memory... is the diary that we all carry about with us."
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
Friday, July 16, 2010
Friends will be friends - Queen.
I really have to write something. I want to write something really poetic and all that stuff. But what the fuck? I don't do that kind of shit. Yesterday, as Marte already have blogged about, one of our best friends moved to Houston, Texas for two years. Dude, what the fuck are going to do there in TWO years? I mean, come on!