There are good ideas, and there are bad ideas, and then there are no ideas at all. I had an idea, of going to Uppsala studyin agricultural science - rural developement, which seamed like a brilliant idea at the time. Now it has sort of turned out to be one of my not so brilliant ideas. So I'm leavin, to an even worse idea, to go study maths and chemistry livin at my parents place. Where do all this come from? Where do these ideas ever get put in my head? Then on the other hand I dont really have an other one to take its place. Cause to be true, I've still got absolutely no idea what I'm gonna do with my life. Which just becomes more and more hard to deal with the more I realize how presious life is. I am 21 years old, and in may I'm gonna be 22. I seriously dont think I will be able to handle turning 22. On the other hand I didn't think I could handle turning 21 either, which it turned out I couldn't. In my head I'm 19, and until I've got as good a time as I had when I was 19, I'm gonna stay 19, end of discussion. Turning 22 will involve a cake with my family, and removing my age info on facebook, I'm totaly getting the idea of NOT celebrating your birthday nowadays, and am probably never going to do it again.
What I do know, dear stressful world, is that this is not making me happy, so back on track to find out what actually does.
Highlight of last month was definately a little happy trip to Ireland to see some people that are my friends, and that I love, which is very rare being me. It invovled a lot of alcohol, a lot of happiness, and a lot of girly chats. Love Love Love.
Lost and found in Sweden on ur heart, I know I'm lost will I ever be found? /Artmade
When she was 22 her future was bright liksom...
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