
I think about the ones that broke my heart every day. And I wish that I just... didn't.
I have to be honest. I'm not having so much fun being me when I'm not on school listening to teachers (yes, as strange as it sounds, i do like listening to my teachers these days. To be honest, I can't get enough! I want to learn it all at once) or being at home watching something brainless like the hills (I really, really really don't like Spencer, you guys!) or something beutiful as Twilight. That's probably how everybody feels after a breakup with someone you've been with for some years. I'll get over it, of course, but until then I can't stop reading ond Sandra Beijer's blog about breaking up. Really, you can't find anything more beautiful than this. And it is a great comfort to see that it's not just me and that I'm not acting like a dramaqueen over some stupid teenage love. Her blog is on swedish, so if you don't understand it, you still have some beautiful pictures to watch from her oh-so-perfect life. Though your missing the best part - her writing about love. I wish I could be as romantic as her. Or at least half of it. That would be enough.



I'm sorry, I'm sorry, for not writing anything these days. But there is just noooothing to write about! Cause I don't really do anything! I'm trying to get my secret project done (which by the way takes so long, I want to scream - I don't know what kind of stone hit my head when I got that idea). So yeah, nothing to write about. And now I'm writing about the fact that I don't have anything to write about. Nice!
My best friend, Karianne. She's ccol. Indeed.
A wall of shoes. Who wouldn't be happy when seeing this? Thank you, Sea of Shoes, for making my day.
Nothing special. Just some pics I took just now. I didn't really like the outcome of it, but Oh well, I have to fail sometimes too. I'm editing them and posting them just out of pure boredome. I'm looking forward to this summer to end. The wacation that is. I don't mind the sun for the rest of eternity.