hey mr gorgeous

a friend of mine got a haircut, and all i can say is ; hey mr gorgeous!

 

 

so he told me,

“hey you, i’m really sorry that it didn’t work out between us. as i said, i don’t really know what to say, and that feels stupid”

 

hey you, i am too.

first aid kit

spotify it…

high on e

high on emelie that is. she is the sweetest thing. just called me today and that brighten my day up totally.
best cure for fever and sickness is friends (as in real friends, not as seen on tv), spotify and fruit salad.

now back to the books. making me through is keeping my eyes on the price.


66.65.64.63.62.61.60.
59.58.57.56.55.45.53.52.51.50.
49.48.47.46.45.44.43.42.41.40.
39.38.37.36.35.34.33.32.31.30.
29.28.27.26.25.24.23.22.21.20.
19.18.17.16.15.14.13.12.11.10.
9.8.7.6.5.4.3.2.1.0.


wictory.

it hit me hard

i had dream this night, i woke up with that sweet feeling in my tummie that wasn’t an ache. but oh little did i know that it was because of the dream.

 

i had a dream i was in love, and not only that. he loved me back. we were in love.
but oh well, dreams are words about freedom. and i wish he had the chance to read them…

life is life

so, this is it. senior year.

my head hurts. my heart hurts. my body aches. this is it, senior year.

watched the last episode of friends today, how sad is that? no more new episodes of friends, ever. feels so weird, i miss them 6 friends already. well, i can check that off my to do list now, all episodes seen at least once. check.

i have so much to do, i know i shouldn’t complain. i know i’ll make it through. not many days to go now, not many days. well still months, but not many.

i’m longing for the summer, and soon it will be here. and i will be free. f r e e.

the thing i’m longing for the most right now though is saturday,
because me and my babygirl are off to thailand. amen.

 

well, life is life. and no besides all this bull, i love it. i. love. it.

update

mr x gets me through. a quick pep-talk and i’m back in business babes.

 

80.

79.78.77.76.75.74.73.72.71.70.69.68.67.66.65.64.63.62.61.60.59.58.57.56.55.45.53.52.51.50.49.48.47.46.45.44.43.42.41.40.39.38.37.36.35.34.33.32.31.30.29.28.27.26.25.24.23.22.21.20.19.18.17.16.15.14.13.12.11.10.9.8.7.6.5.4.3.2.1.0.

disturbia

pep-talk needed. badly.

 

there is so much to do, and there is so much i want to do. somehow the energy i have right now is enough to do none.

 

not even enough to write more. another day. another day…

hood

the summer is coming up, and that equals festivals. so to get us all started at our festival we’re having a special weekened this week. partied it up vladnik style yesterday, a few hours of sleep and now meetings all weekend long. sweetums

emotions

sittin’ here in my room, the magic by the shins are coming out of my speakers – i’m in love with it.

got myself all confused again, but what’s is new?  all confused, yet not only bad though, not only bad...
what to do? it’s not that i don’t know what to do – it’s how to find the time to do it all.
but  yet i know, i won’t have time to do it all, but i just can’t seem to pick anything out to actually do.

now though, is always now. and right now all i have to put my energy down to is school. i hate so say that
nothing is more important now. school school school. printed in my head, making me sleepless at nights.
what else is there? hopefully it will all be worth it in the end. not the end, but when my real life begins.

sweet home america, i need to go back. i was sitting by my computer, as always, but i couldn’t stop
staring at my ol’ high schools website. i was just sitting there, staring. it was all stop and stare. reminds
me off prom,’stop and stare, i think i’m moving but i go nowhere’. that’s how it feels right now.
senior year in high school was all good, i was loving every day and i cried my heart out when we graduated.

but it’s over now. my home is not in the states now, it’s right here and right now. some days i feel like a robot,
i wake up, i get dresssed, i go to school, i come home, i do my homework, i’m pumped out, i go to bed.
i must be the worst friend ever. ever. my friends are the best, but somehow i feel like i’m not good enough back.
they deserve the best, truly, honestly and really, really the best.

today i watched life of ryan, a show on mtv of ryan scheklers life – and i wanted to cry. cry my eyes out and
my broken heart away. but i couldn’t, i didn’t wanna seem like the girl who cries to life of ryan. it reminded me
though, of the good life. the real life.

i hate being all negative, i really really do.  and actually i’m not. i’m just tired, of always being sick and tired.
but june 5th school will be over, and after that – come what may.

i need love, but this life is too short to live it just for you. i’m stupid, stupid enough to let him go,
so i don’t deserve him. i don’t wanna hear another “one day you’ll find someone”, well i don’t want to
do it when im 40. i want it now. i wanna be crazy in love, so in love i’ll do anything for him. crazy in love,
like i’ve lost my mind. us against the world. no boundaries. like i’d love him forever. but there is none.

what else is there? all that there is not.
oh, by the way,  is it the laugh that makes you live longer, or is it the non-presence of the pain when you’re laughing?

friends, wherever you are – there is sunshine, i don’t need to shine. i know i’ve got you babes.

one republic – stop and stare

busybee

back to reality.

love to my sunshine emelie who brightens up my days and melts the snowstorm in my world.

now back to studies and work. life is good though – real good.

reality

i’m back. saving my day today, well as everyother day, is Emelie. thank you for being you. can’t wait for 7 pm to get here….