26 février 2010
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14:33
i was at Kent premiär in Stockholm yesterday evening and it was great. Great compagny, great music, great with a buss driving us from Eskilstuna and back home, i enjoid. It was a lite less
sentimental for me than
in summer 2008 but anyway :)
And it was also a funny part: when ONE (1) people got a lighter during a slow song ahaha it is so 20th centurish!!! now, you have to light with your Iphone. Period!
22 février 2010
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20:53
22 février 2010
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18:45
it was the temperature this morning when i left my home to go to work. But strange enough, it did not feel that cold.
21 février 2010
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17:29
i will prolly attend to Kent premiär on thursday in Stockholm and i begin to load with their new album. Not my fav so long but one nice song it is:
21 février 2010
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16:43
It is a calm sunday on planet earth for me. I went to a little walk and when i came back, i was all frozen, but it is kind of nice! There is a looooooot of snow on the streets, everything
is perfectly white so far. When i was walking, i wondered about my situation and my dream from last night. Well. A friend suggested me to go to New-York for some days. I have to check that with
money first i think. It would be nice though!
21 février 2010
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11:32
I like this song, list of demands, by Saul
Williams. You find it here on youtube
I want my money back. I'm down here drowning in your fat. You got me on my knees praying for everything you lack. I ain't afraid of you. I'm just a victim of your fears. You cower in your tower
praying that I'll disappear, I got another plan, one that requires me to stand. On the stage or in the street, don't need no microphone or beat. And when you hear
this song,
if you ain't dead then sing along. Bang and strum to these here drums til you get where you belong.
I got a list of demands written on the palm of my hands. I ball my fist and you're gonna know where I stand. We're living hand to mouth! You wanna be somebody? See somebody? Try and free
somebody? I gotta list of demands written on the palm of my hands. I ball my fist and you're gonna know where I stand. We're living hand to mouth! Hand to mouth!
I wrote a song for
you today while I was sitting in my room. I jumped up on my bed today and played it on a broom. I didn't think that it would be a song that you would hear, but when I played it in my head, I
made you reappear. I wrote a video for
it and I acted out each part. Then I took your picture out and taped it to my heart. I've taped you to my heart dear girl, I've taped you to my heart and if you pull away from me you'll tear my
life apart..
I got a list of demands written on the palm of my hands. I ball my fist and you're gonna know where I stand. We're living hand to mouth! You wanna be somebody? See somebody? Try and free
somebody? I gotta list of demands written on the palm of my hands. I ball my fist and you're gonna know where I stand. We're living hand to mouth! Hand to mouth!
Ecstacy, suffering, Echinacea, bufferin. We aim to remember what we choose to forget. God's just a baby and her diaper is wet.
Call the police! I'm strapped to the teeth and liable to disregard your every belief. Call on the law! I'm fixin' to draw a line between what is and seems and call up a brawl. Call'em up now!
'cause it's about to go pow! I'm standing on the threshold of the ups and the downs. Call up a truce! 'cause I'm about to bust loose. Protect ya neck,'cause, son, I'm breaking out of my
noose.
I got a list of demands written on the palm of my hands. I ball my fist and you're gonna know where I stand. We're living hand to mouth! You wanna be somebody? See somebody? Try and free
somebody? I gotta list of demands written on the palm of my hands. I ball my fist and you're gonna know where I stand. We're living hand to mouth! Hand to mouth!
21 février 2010
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11:24
I slept kind of long last night and had a crazy dream. I was visiting some friends north of London (the faces of these friends was unknown though) and suddently, i was pregnant and would give birht
like right now. We decided to go to the cinema though because it was a good film there.
When i paid, i got back a bill which looked like a 10-euros bill (in purple) and it was written 27 pounds on it. I had no clue about where i could use this bill later... Anyway, the group of us got
divided because we decided to watch different movies.
I knew who was the father of my baby, he was living in London but broke up with me because of the distance. The mother of this guy was with me watching the movie and told me: "you know what you
have to do? You have to go and learn not to come back, because if a guy wants to be with you, he will come and has to proove that he wants to".
I still had to give birth, my stomach was all platt though, it seemed very weird. So i went out the cinema and went into a bus to go the hospital. I had of course to pay my ticket and i had this 27
pounds bill that the busdriver did not want to accept. Of course. SO i got irritated and left the bus, returned to the appartment and my friend was telling me that he was moving in London soon, so
i could live here if i wanted. I was already planning the room for the baby, wondering if the dad would come back because of the shorter distance...
I woke up then.
20 février 2010
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22:07
yeah, i like but i am a little fed up with that for this winter....
20 février 2010
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21:59
18 février 2010
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23:30
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