Nothing special

I like playing guitar

Anyways...


I haven't written here allot in the last week, frankly because I think no ones reading it, and I'm only writing here for my own pleasure (no offense, if it was ever taken). Anyways, it has been a quite boring holiday (except for some days). Christmas eve was really fun and "cosy", but after it I was depressed. You know, you're waiting almost a moth for that day to happen, and it does, and boom, it's over. Depressing according to me...

New years eve is today. We are usually 12 people her, but today it's only 7.. 2 children, though. Me and Maria. It's going to be fun, but I don't know what were going to do.

And another thing: I miss my little gay man... Morten, if you see this: I don't know when you're coming home. Pleas contact me. I want to "hang out". lol.
Anyways.... Happy new years!

This is the best christmas show. It so cosy. It's my new christmas tradition. "Med Grimm og Gru".

Christmas with the family, and a little visit from santa. You can't see their faces, because I don't quite know if it's alright to post this picture. Although you can't see who it is.

Christmas present!

New christmas tradition. This sheat at the night before christmas eve. Kind of nice.

Then a little visit from Iselin a few days after. We put our drinks in a bucket full of snow to keep them cold, because we didn't have any ice cubes at that moment.

me and my teddy bear (or my sisters teddy bear, that I call mine)

cosy

LOOOOOOOOL

Playing "guess who". Fun, fun, fun!

And then "draw and guess". Iselin was the worst drawer. Can you see what this is? lol

While listening to "Rolling Stones". A spa for your ears. xD

And a few days after being at my house, I went to Iselin's and met Emilie.

I won Buzz!

Past

We were once fourteen

We still act like it, but I think we were a tad more "childish" two years ago.  It's kind of funny saying childish, cause aren't we all? And it's sounds like I'm thinking of myself like a grownup. I'm not, though. I love being childish. But you know how we were, and some still are, in our "fourteens". It's kind of fun. You know, act like that. Sometimes stupid and obnoxious. When we actually were fourteen, we could blame it on the age. Now, though. You get my point?


Anyways, I was searching on my computer and some pictures showed up. It's so funny looking at what
used to be.

And of course the pictures of your shoes and legs. lol

And an important thing about being 14. Not thinking good of themselves (extra). If you noticed it, I removed or tried to remove parts of my nose. I hated it. Especially at this picture, so I had to remove it using Fx. I weren't good at it.

Maria is cool

Tone is cute

I understand

I now see what it is

I got my love poem grade back, and it wasn't good. c-. Immediately I  thought: " The woman hates me". So I thought. No she doesn't. And then I start thinking about all the other kids who says: " My teacher hates me". And why they say that is only because a bad grade. I didn't my love poem was that bad, and I think I should have gotten a C, but what can you do? I don't want to go up there and complain. It's so scary. If it had been to the summer I would probably complain, but I don't think this grades matter that much. You know, right now I should actually read math, but I just don't give a damn about it. It's not a good attitude, but Im prepared for vacation now, not math.

Love poem

Anette Andersen 1mkb

For he who made me foolishly happy.

I will always be gratefully hiding from you.

My life without him is predictably crappy.

Although you said nothing, you still drew.

He drew what he felt with weird fear

But your sonnet was nowhere to find.

His painting was hidden, unclear dear

But as long as I knew, I was not blind.

Now I know him as the once loved.

Never longer will I fear the eyes.

No longer is he in my presence shoved.

Although I’ll love you, if he dies.

Ok, I realize it's bad, but anyways. You get my point?

Music

Music worth living for

I’m sitting on the bus, or at the bus listening to music. That's ok, but suddenly I start thinking about it. My kind of music is worth living for. I absolutely love my kind of music. You might think it's weird, but that's kind of the point. I love music, as in rare music that almost no one listens to.


Ok. Anyways. I was sitting on the bus. I start dreaming about last Christmas. When my cousins and me where sliding down a hill. Or not hill, but something like it. A hill is too steep. Slope maybe. Anyways, and as I was dreaming about sliding down a hill or slope the bus turned a swing, and drove really fast down a slope or hill. As this were going on I was listening to a tune worth leaving for: Queens of the stone age- You can't quit me baby. Have you ever heard the last part. It so dramatical. So I experienced a combination of dreaming of sliding down a hill and actually going down a hill with dramatic music. I had a panic attach. Well not actually, but almost. It was so scary.


About music worth living for: Beatles is that kind. Grizzly Bear as well. Ratm too. Everything. Ah, I can't begin to explain about it.


Any suggestions about other music worth living for?

This song is by Grizzly Bear. It's weird at the beginning, but until "I can't breath in or out.
                                                                                                                                        Oh, such a riot"
It's really great.
I like listening to it at night while walking. Really calming.

I adore

I adore my lovely bed

There is nothing better than to come home after a hard day at school and be greeted my the most amazing, cosy and wonderful bed. Ah, I love it. It's so comfortable and soft and nice and everything. I'm laying on it writing now. The best spot. It' s even better when my room is tidy, which it is now. I love my room. The soft light and everything. and the kind of romantic feeling to it. Kind of. 

I used to have a red theme, but I thought it was to childish because I had it in the 4th grade, so a few years ago I thought it was time to do something different. I'm still not totally happy with it. It's something missing. It will probably never be completed.

I hate the bad quality in photo booth

I wish I knew these people

I usually plan my future. Mostly me being famous, living alone in this really cosy house in Tronheim and having the best boyfriend ever. None of that stuff will probably happen. Except me living in Tronheim. But I will probably be poor so I will live in a rotten house.

It's hard to think about the future. I kind of know how it will be. I will finish school and have a year just working before going to school again. I will struggle getting work, but will get one eventually. It will be a sucking job which wont pay my bills. I will struggle paying rent and not eat much because I can't afford it. The positive thing about Trondheim is that I can visit my family and eat there. Hopefully. But I know how my living will be:

I'm a "chipo scape" (as I usually say for fun), so I will not use much money on food. That will make me bored so I will clean all the time. Cleaning and not eating will make thin ( not eating as in not eating much. Not as in anorexia). That will make my house clean, me thin and rich! BEcause I don't use money on food. Haha. That would be fun.

Future me's and he's

Video

Singing a Ane Brun song

I want to thank "DetErMine Records & Balloon Ranger Recordings" and Ane Brun for letting us use "my lover will go" for our school project. It's a really good song, so I hope we don't make it look bad by showing this video.

So our school project is finally done after a lot of hard work. And this is the result:

I don't really know what's happening with the quality, because it's really bad. Well, as long as you see what's going on there it's not such a problem?

Beatles

I'm really hooked on this particularly song right now. I can't stop it, because it's too cool. And it really is. I love The Beatles and when my friend Nora said she thought the songs were bad I lost it. Or not really, but I do get offended by people who offends Beatles. It's almost like a personal attack.
It's weird that Nora is buying my Beatles Rock Band game even though she didn't like the songs, or the band members for that matter. You know, I won something. I usually never win.
I signed up for an Mtv contest, and I can't believe I won. You can imagine me getting a package from Sweden, not knowing what it is. From Sweden! And I was thrilled when I found out I won. The game is worth 1700 kr, but Nora is buying it for 1200 kr. It's allot to save 500 and when it's not even used.

Beatles

The pictures are taken in mac- photo booth, which will explain the bad quality.

I'm just trying something out

I look kind of sad

I wanted to make a moving picture, and so I did. Hopefully. It might have gone wrong. If not, you will see some kid of "teenager photos". And I really love the mirror you can see in two pictures. It belonged to my grandmother, but I got it after she died. That's a great way to remind me of her. It's a really pretty mirror.

Now I can see it went wrong.

Anyone who has an idea on how to do this?

Believe:

Do you think there is a heaven?
It sounds kind of weird. Going to a place after death. Can you think in the same way as you used to? Do you love your family and friends still? Can you hear us? Frankly, it's just weird, but kind of good to think about.