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Sorry, this one's in Finnish... ;)
Voi kökköti kökkö. Yiruma soi taustalla. "River flows in you". Mulla on Youtube randomilla mun suomifiilis soittolista ja just kun mun piti rupeman tätä kirjoittaman niin sieltä tulleepi tää laulu... :P Kylläpä on hauskaa... LOL <-ironiaa
Elämä on.
"When you don't want to feel,
death might seem like a dream..."
"Crazy is not being broken,
or swallowing a big secret.
It's you and me -amplified.
If you've ever told a lie,
and enjoyed it
or wished you could be a child forever...
They were not perfect
but they were my friends
and there doesn't go one day,
that my heart does not find them."
-Girl, Interrupted
Pitkäniemi Nuoriso-osasto 4, elokuu 97 - huhtikuu 98.
lauantai 5. syyskuuta 2009
When the schnecken beckons... ;)
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I'm in the mood of watching "Birdcage"... I just LOVE miss Albert!!! He's the quintessential gay kinda man who dresses up as a lady each night and I just cannot help but love him, every time he pops up on my screen. He's so cute.
That does not mean I only love gay men. How can a woman do that? They do not prefer me. I need a real man. OK. Anyways... I'm angry at a guy right now. He's a Finn. He's not a mormon. That should give away enough information for the persons closest to me to figure out who he is. He likes beer. We've been out on dates. NOW you know.
I just don't understand him. That's no reason to hate him. I'm just very angry at him. He left things in the middle. No ending. We had a pretty good start. Better than I've ever had. OK, he was drunk. Anyways. I deserve MAYBE something better than what I got in the end. No nothing.
I need to deal with everything in my life, or I might loose my voice, my mind or start hurting myself. I need "closure", like Chicken Little did!!! It's no joke. And with this guy: NO CLOSURE.
There was not exactly no closure with another guy either... But that's classified.
More later!
I'm in the mood of watching "Birdcage"... I just LOVE miss Albert!!! He's the quintessential gay kinda man who dresses up as a lady each night and I just cannot help but love him, every time he pops up on my screen. He's so cute.
That does not mean I only love gay men. How can a woman do that? They do not prefer me. I need a real man. OK. Anyways... I'm angry at a guy right now. He's a Finn. He's not a mormon. That should give away enough information for the persons closest to me to figure out who he is. He likes beer. We've been out on dates. NOW you know.
I just don't understand him. That's no reason to hate him. I'm just very angry at him. He left things in the middle. No ending. We had a pretty good start. Better than I've ever had. OK, he was drunk. Anyways. I deserve MAYBE something better than what I got in the end. No nothing.
I need to deal with everything in my life, or I might loose my voice, my mind or start hurting myself. I need "closure", like Chicken Little did!!! It's no joke. And with this guy: NO CLOSURE.
There was not exactly no closure with another guy either... But that's classified.
More later!
keskiviikko 2. syyskuuta 2009
Happy thoughts...
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That topic was meant to be ironic.
I feel tired all the time now. I wake up too early. I need coke light to stay awake. I take caffeine pills sometime. Life sucks. Big time. I love that old love song "The Rose", where it says: "Sometimes love, it is a razor that leaves your soul to bleed". Because that's just what this stupid love's gone and done with me this time. And it did involve a razor -two times. Mr. O, that stupid canuck, he's NOTHING compared to this. He's a little pidgeon fart. This one's a freaking hurricane... I didn't bleed last time. I just scratched off the surface. Well. I have my doctor. Bosse. And my curator. And my Ward, if it gets that bad.
Bye.
More later.
That topic was meant to be ironic.
I feel tired all the time now. I wake up too early. I need coke light to stay awake. I take caffeine pills sometime. Life sucks. Big time. I love that old love song "The Rose", where it says: "Sometimes love, it is a razor that leaves your soul to bleed". Because that's just what this stupid love's gone and done with me this time. And it did involve a razor -two times. Mr. O, that stupid canuck, he's NOTHING compared to this. He's a little pidgeon fart. This one's a freaking hurricane... I didn't bleed last time. I just scratched off the surface. Well. I have my doctor. Bosse. And my curator. And my Ward, if it gets that bad.
Bye.
More later.
September 2.nd
Hello again.
My very personal own Hogwarts in this world is located on Stadshagen in the city of Stockholm. Don't think it's in any way in the suburbs, because it ain't. It is in a red brick building, on the fourth floor and is thus very abtly named "Ward 4". There we have the most wonderful people working for the healthcare in the entire world, if you ask me. And now most of them are going to be transferred down to Ward 2, so "next time" I'm going there... Fredrick is working on Ward 5 now, so I won't see HIM anymore, but anyways. There's always the Rock, the Hazelnut, the one who looks like my uncle and mr. M with post-ironic-humour... Once I said to him: "mr. M, DARLING, they're letting me out!" and he responded, very seriously: "But, my love, what shall we do?" or the Swedish version of that, that is. ;) I have never been called that by any man. Not "Lilla hjärtat". It was so cute. Though we both knew he was kidding. And he's not my darling, either. I had 5-7 DARLINGS on Ward 4... ;)
My vampire. A guy. He's nice. We're a very odd pair of friends. We can talk about ANYTHING. Yes, all kinds of stuff and he's only let me down once. And that was probably my own doing. I set myself up that time. Still hurts though...
The dream. Last night. Wish I didn't have it. Made me all fuzzy inside again, for the vampire...
OK.
My very personal own Hogwarts in this world is located on Stadshagen in the city of Stockholm. Don't think it's in any way in the suburbs, because it ain't. It is in a red brick building, on the fourth floor and is thus very abtly named "Ward 4". There we have the most wonderful people working for the healthcare in the entire world, if you ask me. And now most of them are going to be transferred down to Ward 2, so "next time" I'm going there... Fredrick is working on Ward 5 now, so I won't see HIM anymore, but anyways. There's always the Rock, the Hazelnut, the one who looks like my uncle and mr. M with post-ironic-humour... Once I said to him: "mr. M, DARLING, they're letting me out!" and he responded, very seriously: "But, my love, what shall we do?" or the Swedish version of that, that is. ;) I have never been called that by any man. Not "Lilla hjärtat". It was so cute. Though we both knew he was kidding. And he's not my darling, either. I had 5-7 DARLINGS on Ward 4... ;)
My vampire. A guy. He's nice. We're a very odd pair of friends. We can talk about ANYTHING. Yes, all kinds of stuff and he's only let me down once. And that was probably my own doing. I set myself up that time. Still hurts though...
The dream. Last night. Wish I didn't have it. Made me all fuzzy inside again, for the vampire...
OK.
sunnuntai 30. elokuuta 2009
Hi.
Hello.
I worked 34 hours during three days at the European Youth Olympic Festival in the Polish house. Now I love a whole new people. The Polish. They are Wonderful... More about that LATER...
Then, on the 27th of July I traveled with the Finns to Denmark with a Bus... I got a special place to sleep, since I am a special person. It didn't help. I ended up at another place with two of the leaders the night between Thursday and Friday and then on Friday we left early. Didn't have to watch mr. Wrong dance with ms. Wrong all night.
On Monday third of August I went to the hospital. HUZZAH! ;) I got to see my Rock and my Fredrick... My Enrico and Hasse... For 22 days. And got a very good friend just by switching rooms twice.
Yep.
I worked 34 hours during three days at the European Youth Olympic Festival in the Polish house. Now I love a whole new people. The Polish. They are Wonderful... More about that LATER...
Then, on the 27th of July I traveled with the Finns to Denmark with a Bus... I got a special place to sleep, since I am a special person. It didn't help. I ended up at another place with two of the leaders the night between Thursday and Friday and then on Friday we left early. Didn't have to watch mr. Wrong dance with ms. Wrong all night.
On Monday third of August I went to the hospital. HUZZAH! ;) I got to see my Rock and my Fredrick... My Enrico and Hasse... For 22 days. And got a very good friend just by switching rooms twice.
Yep.
tiistai 30. kesäkuuta 2009
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Lily Allen: CD -"It's Not Me, It's You"- Track Eight - on repeat - all day - all night...
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<3
Lily Allen: CD -"It's Not Me, It's You"- Track Eight - on repeat - all day - all night...
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<3
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