A few days ago. I sat in class and thought, “it’s a long time since I’ve been listening to hopalong knut”. I made a small and simple plan: to search them on spotify and listen to them when I come home from school.
But spotify didn’t have much hopalong knut, so I had to use myspace, and listen to the same old songs.
I should just buy an album, I will do that if I remember it the next time I’m shopping music.
The past two days I’ve enjoyed spotify some more. Not the same music as last time though. I’d consider this a little better, but each to their own liking. Today, it has been a lot of Björn Rosenström. He is not very political, but that is all right, he has got some great texts anyway. Right now, my favourite is Muffins, about a guy who just wants a muffin. In between, I have also found some time for Håkan Hellström, also Swedish.
In Norway, a song says that “christmas lasts till easter, but that’s not true, because Shrovetide comes in between them”. Does that mean that it is still christmas, Shrovetide isn’t before 14th of february. In addition to that, I bought christmas soda today.
But really, it is getting a bit late for that. This will be the last one, for now.
not the best one out there, but still great
I It is not cold here anymore.
II Time is so relative. Even though I’ve only been here for a week I’m already waiting for letters. Actually I’m unpatient if people haven’t answered my e-mails the next day. It really doesn’t make sense, and I need to get used to the fact that the days seem longer when I think back and see that I have done so much.
III Is it very unintulectual to read the diary of Giacomo Casanova, or would it be ok to lend it from the library?
IV How can I ever know if my wishes from the shooting stars I see come true when I always try to make wishes general enough to cover everything?
V It is strange how people always say something about my ginger hair when they are making fun of me or trying to find something characteristic about me. It is ironic how I chose that colour because it is beautiful and gets attention, when it in a way takes the attention away from me.
After long last, I’ve also got spotify. But I am confused, should I love it for allowing me to (legally)listen to music that I otherwise wouldn’t care to buy? Or should I dislike it because my sometimes bad taste in music gets to blossom? During the last week, I have listend to both Vinskvetten and Alan Jackson
Luckily, I have also been listening to music more similar to my normal music taste.
Yes, I love nice, people. Thank you all of you, for being nice.
Going to school is tiresome, but I hope it will be better when the sun returns. It is almost here, I can see it’s shining on the mountains.
it looks quite nice, I think
I like the cold though. My hands always gets dry dirung the winter, but not this time. I wonder why. And more importantly, the weather stays nice. So far this season, I have not had troubles with slush that leads to cold and wet feet.
Mondays aren’t my favourite day. But they aren’t very bad either. As a nice start of the week, we only have four hours, so after lunch, I could go and wait for the bus. I had to wait some time in Grova because the times doesn’t fit. I spent that time at the library, reading Blikk and the bus schedule. I also picked up a book I ordered before christmas sometime. The Dunwich Horror is the book. H.P. Lovecraft wrote it in 1928. That is a long time ago, 82 years. I don’t think it makes much difference. The plan is to read it as pure horror, and not with any underlying meaning. I think that will be great, and that this book is great for such. I don’t have a soundtrack yet, though. Do I need one ? Maybe the complete silence is just right. Feel free to come with your suggestions.
I was about to make a mistake, sorry for that. The plan was to write about the sun day, the day the sun returns. Turns out, that isn’t till Febryary. So, I’m postponing that post until that day, kay?
I didn’t see the sun today, I thought that maybe was because was sleeping. I had to get out of bed before 4 o’clock today. Turns out, I had plans for the day. How great isn’t that? I + other people were going to a charity bazar. I love bazars, I can win stuff. Last time, I won nothing! There were loads of things and I went home empty handed! That was not so fun. I thought maybe my winners luck had left me.
Turns out, it hadnt. On the first round, I bought 8 lots and won on 2 of them. One even gave me 2 prizes. Great! Hadn’t they been so…boring. A torch, a(n ugly) read t-shirt and a computer bag. That could come in handy. In the next round, I bought 8 new lots, and won 1 thing, the same t-shirt as last time. Same colour, size, brand, everything. Oh joy!
don't you just love the t-shirts?
That was all I won, but there weren’t very much to win either. Had I only remembered that I could have won a tattoo in the raffle book. That would have been awesome to win. And I’m 18 in 2 months, so it would have been a great thing to win.
When I came home, I met the new kitten fro the first time, incredibly cute creature. Her name is Skvetten, I didn’t come up with it. I Pia, our dog, isn’t much happy for her. She is when she’s jealous.
Oh, looks like my nephew found a great use for my new t-shirts, hide the kitten.She is cute to death, we all love her
I am unabled to get up early if I have a choice. I should be doing more math than I ever have been doing, but in stead, I lay in my bed, listening to the radio and doing picross. When I finally get out of bed, and head against the living room where I plan to be, it is freezing cold, and I must light a fire in the stove. Ok, that shouldn’t take too long, if I had been an other person. Can I really light up a fire so that it burns and give heat? Apparently, no. I still have to try. And I feel like sitting there in silence is disturbing, so I shoud put on the radio or some music or something like that. The tv is the closest thing, so that’s what I’ll use. Guess what. I even have problems with turning on the satellite-thing.
I sit here now, there’s light in the stove, ztv is on and I’ll just read this day’s chapter of my christmas calendar. Good luck to me tomorrow.
…I’ll have my first day as 18 years old. The day I come of age. But of course, Kaizers orchestra will have their concerts in february, so I can’t go this time either. Ohwell, there will always be a next time.
It’s scary how soon I decide not to like a person. I don’t know what it takes to like them either. But when do I want to like someone that I don’t like? Is it easier to dislike someone that I originally liked? How open-minded am I really? Not very, I’m afraid. But I don’t think that part is very different in me than others.
