And then it happened. My sexual debut. Nothing special..
I guess it just gave me something new to worry about.
I don't know.. Right in this very moment, I don't know anything.
My friend.. Enitsrik. Tells me, that I have become boring.
Oh.. She was joking. A little bit.. Lol. But maybe I have?
I think I've become more mature.. In a way?
Or maybe I worry too much about what people may think of me..
I don't live for myself. That's for sure.
And now I don't know what to write..
I'm not that exciting.
I'm not a happy person. I don't think I can find love. And in case I find it, it's not gonna make me happy. Because I can never be happy. I can never be pleased.
Is there such a thing as love?
Deep thoughts and tetris. What a combination.
Peace out!
mandag den 7. november 2011
onsdag den 2. november 2011
tirsdag den 1. november 2011
I wanna be in love. Deeply. Madly.
I want to have someone on my mind.
I want to be in your thoughts.
I want to be the last thing you think about at night.
I want you to be the reason for my sleepless nights.
I want you to be the reason for my knees to melt.
I want you to be the reason for me to change.
You shall make me want to change.
You shall make me believe in something better.
Something beyond this world.
You will make me question whether or not heaven is on earth.
I wanna be in love. Deeply. Madly.
I want to feel like this fragile little feeling,
Is the only thing that keeps me standing.
I want to feel like I have something to fight for,
Something to lose.
I want to travel into the unknown.
I want to conquer the unknown mountain of love.
Please, come soon.
Please, come soon.
Please..
I want to try this so badly.
Just give a chance,
And I'll promise I'll come through
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7LlKoQAvXUc&feature=player_embedded ♥♥♥
I want to have someone on my mind.
I want to be in your thoughts.
I want to be the last thing you think about at night.
I want you to be the reason for my sleepless nights.
I want you to be the reason for my knees to melt.
I want you to be the reason for me to change.
You shall make me want to change.
You shall make me believe in something better.
Something beyond this world.
You will make me question whether or not heaven is on earth.
I wanna be in love. Deeply. Madly.
I want to feel like this fragile little feeling,
Is the only thing that keeps me standing.
I want to feel like I have something to fight for,
Something to lose.
I want to travel into the unknown.
I want to conquer the unknown mountain of love.
Please, come soon.
Please, come soon.
Please..
I want to try this so badly.
Just give a chance,
And I'll promise I'll come through
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7LlKoQAvXUc&feature=player_embedded ♥♥♥
mandag den 31. oktober 2011
tirsdag den 25. oktober 2011
Feeling rather sad right now. I feel like, I don't know what would make me happy.
I feel like.. I need confirmation in everything I do. I need to feel accepted.
One thing I just realized is that, many of the girls has "liked" each others pictures on facebook. No one has liked any of mine. (And then BAM - depression!).. No.
But then I started thinking, that maybe nobody liked me, because I am not acting like myself. I'm not myself. I am someone else, and I copy a little bit of everybody.
And the girls in my class who people like, are themselves! I don't even know if I'm myself. I know nothing. Sometimes I wish I would know how people saw me. It would make everything easier, for sure.
I'm feeling sad. All I want to be is accepted. No, I don't even care if I am or not, I just want to FEEL like I am!
Screw my face
Screw my height
Screw my yellow teeth
Screw love
Screw the math assignment for tomorrow
SCREW IT ALL
I feel like.. I need confirmation in everything I do. I need to feel accepted.
One thing I just realized is that, many of the girls has "liked" each others pictures on facebook. No one has liked any of mine. (And then BAM - depression!).. No.
But then I started thinking, that maybe nobody liked me, because I am not acting like myself. I'm not myself. I am someone else, and I copy a little bit of everybody.
And the girls in my class who people like, are themselves! I don't even know if I'm myself. I know nothing. Sometimes I wish I would know how people saw me. It would make everything easier, for sure.
I'm feeling sad. All I want to be is accepted. No, I don't even care if I am or not, I just want to FEEL like I am!
Screw my face
Screw my height
Screw my yellow teeth
Screw love
Screw the math assignment for tomorrow
SCREW IT ALL
mandag den 24. oktober 2011
last minute
Igen i det sidste øjeblik. Det sidste fucking øjeblik!
Jeg er virkelig faldet bag ud. Jeg ved ikke hvorfor jeg gør det, men jeg tvivler på, at det er fordi, at jeg arbejder bedst under "pres". Jeg har haft en hel uge til denne opgave, endda en ferie, og allgievel vælger jeg aftenen før. Er det ikke pragtfuldt?
En bog vi har haft for i, jeg ved ikke hvor længe, har jeg knapt nok åbnet. Lektierne skyder frem, og jeg læner mig blot tilbage og tænker "Det går jo nok". Lige pludselig går det bare ikke længere, og jeg er noget så bagud.. Det må bare ikke ske?!
Hvorfor kan jeg ikke tage mig sammen?! Det er jo bare at lave det. Jo længere tid jeg venter, jo værre bliver det bare. Ja, værre bogstaveligt talt. Hvis en opgave laves stille og roligt over en uges tid, bliver den MED GARANTI bedre, end hvis man sidder og sveder klokken halv 1, aftenen før den skal afleveres. Det er jo noget værre lort jeg sidder og laver.
Jeg skylder mig selv, at holde op med at lave det i sidste øjeblik. Virkelig. Jeg er jo god til engelsk? Nu får jeg nok kun 4 eller 02, fordi den er fucking dårlig lavet. Man kan jo åbenlyst se, at den bare skriger "DONE THE DAY BEFORE". Alt er utrolig ringe formuleret, og jeg har kopieret tekst direkte ind. My god. Ganske vidst med fodnoter ikke? (Plagiering forbudt!) Men hvor er det svagt. Hvor er det lavt. Hvor er det aalt for hurtigt og nemt sluppet. Glæder mig til det 02.
Men hey.. Det er jo bestået, ikke?
Jeg er virkelig faldet bag ud. Jeg ved ikke hvorfor jeg gør det, men jeg tvivler på, at det er fordi, at jeg arbejder bedst under "pres". Jeg har haft en hel uge til denne opgave, endda en ferie, og allgievel vælger jeg aftenen før. Er det ikke pragtfuldt?
En bog vi har haft for i, jeg ved ikke hvor længe, har jeg knapt nok åbnet. Lektierne skyder frem, og jeg læner mig blot tilbage og tænker "Det går jo nok". Lige pludselig går det bare ikke længere, og jeg er noget så bagud.. Det må bare ikke ske?!
Hvorfor kan jeg ikke tage mig sammen?! Det er jo bare at lave det. Jo længere tid jeg venter, jo værre bliver det bare. Ja, værre bogstaveligt talt. Hvis en opgave laves stille og roligt over en uges tid, bliver den MED GARANTI bedre, end hvis man sidder og sveder klokken halv 1, aftenen før den skal afleveres. Det er jo noget værre lort jeg sidder og laver.
Jeg skylder mig selv, at holde op med at lave det i sidste øjeblik. Virkelig. Jeg er jo god til engelsk? Nu får jeg nok kun 4 eller 02, fordi den er fucking dårlig lavet. Man kan jo åbenlyst se, at den bare skriger "DONE THE DAY BEFORE". Alt er utrolig ringe formuleret, og jeg har kopieret tekst direkte ind. My god. Ganske vidst med fodnoter ikke? (Plagiering forbudt!) Men hvor er det svagt. Hvor er det lavt. Hvor er det aalt for hurtigt og nemt sluppet. Glæder mig til det 02.
Men hey.. Det er jo bestået, ikke?
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