inlägg nr.68

Just saw one of my closest friends leave. For Mexico. The possibility of never seeing her againg litteraly makes me nauseas. Or maybe it's the alcohol. I miss her. And i haden't weeped for a long time.
I planned to go into her place in the residence and surprise her for when she got back before going to the airport but realized that it would probably just fuck us in the ass even more and make us weep even more. Like the girls we are. I freakin love her. That bitch.




for the last time in a while Andrea Curiel: puss.
2011-05-27 @ 03:53:33 Permalink Allmänt Kommentarer (0) Trackbacks ()

inlägg nr.67


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2011-05-24 @ 18:30:49 Permalink Allmänt Kommentarer (0) Trackbacks ()

inlägg nr.66

Things are definetly going better. I started working more seriously and productively with my new photo/clipart project since i got a location for exhibition and a freakin sponsor. Feels awesome! Now i get to feel some pressure and performance anxiety as well, which pushes me to get stuff done and get them done good!
Spent the whole day today on the beach with Ebba and got home with a whole bunch of new freckles and not with any red burns! Again: awesome. For some reason -everybody- tanned topless today btw, which is.. nice, i guess. Anyway.. seems like i brought half of the beach home with me in my hair as well so gonna take an incredibly long shower now in an attempt to get it the fuck out.



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2011-05-22 @ 22:21:20 Permalink Allmänt Kommentarer (0) Trackbacks ()

inlägg nr.65

Smoking on the nights last cigarett. Just watched Batman Begins and is going to sleep in exactly 6 min with a clearly handsome woman beside me, if i might say so myself. Movie night for the win. Tomorrow we'll have Batman breakfest. Foxy shit indeed. Puss puss.



2011-05-15 @ 03:37:33 Permalink Allmänt Kommentarer (0) Trackbacks ()

inlägg nr.64



There was so much i had to do. That i still have to do. That i haven't done. I'm stressing out.
Tomorrow i'm going to fix my tattoo anyway. Will probably hurt like fuck and i'm a pussy so i'll probably ask him to shut up just like the last time and painfully regret it after 5 min.
Well well. I made a list of what i have to do at least. Making progress. Puss.

2011-05-12 @ 21:18:13 Permalink Allmänt Kommentarer (0) Trackbacks ()

inlägg nr.63

Jag finner mig själv väldigt otillfredställd i min tillvaro just nu. Jag inser att det förmodligen är mycket mitt dåliga humör för denna afton som talar men knappast enbart. Jag känner mig inte hemma här längre. Min lägenhet rasar sönder och samman. Alla mina vänner flyttar här ifrån en efter en. Min franska karl har jag gjort slut med och skolan känns mest som ett stort svart hål. Jag vill bara hem och omge mig av människor som jag verkligen älskar igen. Jag saknar det torra svensson-liv jag levde i mitt trygga lilla sverige för ett år sedan och en del av mig känner bara för att släppa allting och ta nästa flyg tillbaka. Tyvärr skulle csn knulla mig på alla pengar jag lånat om jag gjorde detta så jag är olyckligtvis fast här i åtminstone två månader till. Och jag våndas så jävla mycket inför att gå tillbaka till det stora svarta smärtfulla hål till ursäkt för skola som jag så saftigt betalar för imorgon, i övermorgon och alla andra dagar fram till 15e juli. All min kreativitet vad gäller foto rinner sakta men säkert ur mig. Det finns varken glöd eller hetta i denna stad längre. Inte ens en vettig öl kunde man få tag på i baren ikväll. Vad är det för jävla samhälle jag lever i?


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2011-05-09 @ 00:56:22 Permalink Allmänt Kommentarer (1) Trackbacks ()

inlägg nr.62

Well. After a day on the beach i have been dying slowely and painfully by myself in my bed. My legs, stomach and back are so red and burnt up that i can hardly move. It's gonna be very interessting to see if i can manage to actually put clothes on for school tomorrow, since i wasn't able to actually get myself into underwear before when i went out. Apart from that.. life is pretty good. Except that school actually sucks even more now. For those of us that didn't think it was possible.. well. Two days ago our teacher actually forced us to rap (yes RAP) along to a song about subjonctif (french grammar shit) during the leasson that she'd found on youtube some-fucking-how. That's just a small example for everybody to get the idea of how school looks like right now. At the moment i actually feel like i'd rather stand in some swetty kitchen working all day instead of doing that shit. On top of it, the class is a fucking joke. Seriously. That's another story though. Just that i'm DYING in school right now.
Whatever. I'm in France. I guess.

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