Emotionally drained.

Can't wait for tomorrow to get out of this place. No more immature and manipulative 50 y olds, no more Epic Failure. Like I've kept repeating during this day "I'm just emotionally drained". From this point, things can only get better.

Two more nights.

YES, if you haven't figure that out by now, my latest addiction is called gif's. Perticularly webcam ones of myself. To emphasize my mood I was today rather innovative; making a slow version (the creativity is overflowing). I'm so happy I got out of today alive, don't have any energy for anything other than sitting in my bed staring at the walls with dried mascara tears on my cheeks. Mondays <3

Love that moment when you've lost your glasses and you can't find them anywhere because you can't actually SEE them (then again, I guess no one can really see them if you're smart enough to, for some strange reason, store them under the duvet.)

9:21 pm ...Or that moment when you walk around looking for your towel just to realize that it's actually wrapped around your head. 

Last Sunday in Willsbridge

Been cleaning out my drawers for four hours (I collect waaay too much stuff, I'm worse than a hamster), gone to the clothing collection point and dropped off some stuff, managed to close my big blue bag without too much violence, had a picnic by myself by the St Annes Church. Gonna spend the rest of the evening watching british sitcoms, yay me. 

- Here, you look like a very happy couple, um, are you? 
- Yeah. 
- Yeah? So, so, how do you account for it? 
- Uh, I'm very shallow and empty and I have no ideas and nothing interesting to say. 
- And I'm exactly the same way. 

The only way you can make me stay/is if you give me more/so I can stay this way

10 centimetres shorter.

"'We're in England', that's our excuse for everything
but that's alright, you know, cause
- we're in England"
-Maria Alejandra Uribe 

Oh Sadness, I'm your girl

Bosanko.

I'm bouncing on the walls like I'm a human pinball. 

Sept cent millions de chinois/et moi/et moi/et moi

What a slogan... 

Been abit all around town this afternoon, and on I don't know how many buses. Things are working out so so well right now that I constantly have to knock on wood/pinch my arm/et cetera.

from Paris to Berlin/and every/disco I get in

Quite a week, and not necessarily in a good way. Ate nutella crêpes down by the harbour. Had a random man screaming at me.Cut my hair short. Started watching "Mauro & Pluras kök" to keep gaining those middleage-points (last year it was "Escape to the Country"), completed an actual essay, started feeling like there's a big elephant in the room, talked to my brother for the first time in forever, been listening to the tallest man on earth (click), got a massive torticollis(or necklock as I'd prefer to call it) and been feeling like a retard the last 12 hours having to sit with my head askew, going looking for realestate tomorrow. Fingers crossed and please please please let me get what I want, don't wanna see me and Bristol ending up like Romeo and Juliet. 

I once had a girl/or should I say/she once had me

Went to see Norweigan Wood on friday. It was rather odd (especially when I started recognising our old hostbrother Angus in the maincharater - not a good move), and it was full of rather a lot of beautiful quotations that I wanted to write down. Most of all I guess it was just beautifully filmed. 

wow2:

wow1:

<3

I shouldn't be up this early in the morning as I have now
- cleaned the kitchen, to the extent where I started scrubbing the cooker(!!!)
- changed clothes three times
- still have 30 minutes until the right bus is leaving

I'd rather dance with you/than talk with you.

Léon/The Professional

- I was much more of a mother to him than that pig ever was!
- Hey, don't talk like that about pigs. Pigs are usually much nicer than people.

- And stop saying okay all the time, okay?
- ...Okay

- Let's practise now, it's the best way to learn.
- Okay, who shall I hit?
- Whoever.

- You love your plant, don't you?
- It's my best friend. Always happy, no questions. It's like me, no roots.

current state of mind. 

26 - A photograph of your room

My room at home. It has looked about the same for the last two years, with some additional things to take up the wall space. Made the last one b/w otherwise you'd get a horrible headache by watching it. But yeah, you get the concept; bunkbed, sofa, red walls. That's basically it. 

14 - Your current wishlist

A darkroom. Would be perfect to redecorate our bathroom-not-in-use on the 2nd floor at home into a darkroom, I mean, you could still store a lot of stuff in it. (Hint hint, wink wink my sweet parents!)

Pastime. Come home to some pleasant way to spent my 18th birthday, rather than tax free drinks on my own at the airplane, spending the night at Arlanda and going home to stare at my ceiling (although, I won't have seen that for about 300 days but still). Was struck by this thought a couple of days a go, and started crying (well, in my defence, I had my period so wasn't exactly one of my most stable moments, emotionally.) 

Pink "underhair" (that might sound terrible wrong, but like seen above i.e.) à la Clementine in Eternal Sunshine of a Spotless Mind, she's so so pretty. 

And part from that; a job, a SLR which you can film with, a ticket to the Isle of Wight festival. 

Stolen from Maria's facebook/The kitchen group

Enjoying a subtle love affair with the weather. IT'S GERT LUSH. So we simply decided to skip the afternoon lesson and hang around in a park in Kingswood in a desperate attempt to catch a suntan (in this pace, by May you should start noticing something!) Something must have happened this weekend, the trees outside are suddenly in full bloom (I don't understand! It's just March for gods sake!) and it looks so so nice. Tomorrow will be around 15 degrees. La dolce vita.