My year 2010

I started to do a summary of my life the past year. But it did not make me happy. And my tendency of getting old and bitter was getting out of control, therefor it got deleted.

Here's a photo from 25th of december celebrations where our little lovely girly trio was reunited. This first of all got me so excited I was buzzing up and down for 3 hours, mixed with alcohol it got somehow under control though, strange enough.

Well, thats it people. Merry belated x-mas. And a happy new year.

Better to be hated than loved, loved, loved for what ur not

My time in Uppsala is coming to an end, and its so sad. U dont realize what u've got til ur about to lose it... Well the boys figured I needed some right abuse for leaving them, u see the result below. Had a nice little pubcrawl with them and Tanja, and some other people who were there part of the night... And we taught Uppsala everything we know about moshpits, was well good fun but not very apriciated from the rest of the dancefloor...

Now I just have to: return a book, buy some kind of transport device for my bike, pack all of my belongings, try to get them in to the car, defrost the freezer, clean the whole apartment, and oh, almost forgot, finish my essay... til the end of tomorrow, good luck!

you're vunerable, you're vunerable
you are not a robot
you're lovable, you're lovable
but you're just trouble

I dont know where u'r from or what ur runnin from

Ses i dimman!

I guess I'm their soldier

I've got a cold, and I whine about it.

I bottle all my hurt inside
I guess I'm living the lie

And right now I'm supposed to be writing my essay. About the thrilling subject - The history of a cow farm, starting a thousand years back in time. Lovely. Exciting. I am so out of here.

but I'm not strong enough to cry

dispite of my disguise

Johnossi concert last night, was good but would've been better if I would've listened to their new album first. Some fucking retard-swedish-girls standing dead still infront of me the whole thing giving me: "if u bump in to me one more time I'll kill u"-glances, but guess what weeny-teeeeeeny-boooring-blooonde-stunning-slag-

UR AT A CONCERT

y o u r s u p p o s e d t o e n j o y a n d j u m p a r o u n d ! ! !

figure I'd just spell it out if it was hard to get the message.

I'm left with no shoulder

but everyone wants to lean on me

I guess I'm their soldier

Pubcrawl tomorrow which would normally get me really excited. Am just really sick of alcohol and a bit sad about leaving Uppsala really.

Who's there to save the girl

after she saves the world?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tb0tycNJc-I&feature=related