well

Oh well. Alls well that ends well. Wishing well. Whatever. I don't really care anymore. I'm okay. My life is good. One year today and I finally don't care anymore. Everything is perhaps not peachy and perfect but it's good, I'm doing good. At least at the moment. I'm okay. My life is not circling around a big lie anymore. I think I know what I want and where I'm going and when I don't know that just makes it more fun.

So tomorrow it looks like I'm seeing tall and handsome again and that's great. He's making pie. (Pie! It's like he knows me! Haha!) And on thursday it's Valborg. (And also the day of THOR, the norse god.) So we - the vikings (or well, the scando's that is) are going out to rape and pillage (or just play pool and have a couple  of drinks). We'll see how that turns out. 

Listening to: Nothing at the moment but I watched a few episodes of The Big Bang Theory, season two earlier. 

back

So I've been on a two week vacation and I havn't felt like writing but things are slowing down now and feeling... good. 

Sweden was good. It was warm and sunny and springtime and it felt really good. I met my great grandmother who is just about the coolest person even and found out a lot about my family. I met my sisters and one of my brothers, I met a lot of wonderful friends, spent a few days relaxing at my moms place. 

And then I came back to Cork and I've pretty much been working all week and on friday I went out with Ida and Maria, and I met a very nice guy, and I finally got that dinner and a movie. 

So at the moment I'm in a very good mood.

Listening to: Lykke Li @ Spotify

apache

So a guy at work sent me a link to this video. "Heh" I thought. Then I found a large number of other videos. I saw the original years ago and laughed until I cried but I had no idea that there were so many other versions! (Both good and bad.)

I mean... Apache. I don't get it. R e a l l y.

tab shopping

As opposed to window shopping. Of all the things I found today most have just inspired me to make things of my own (I'll die if I don't invest in a sawing machine soon!) but I totally fell in love with this sweet candleholder!

Five more days untill I go back to Sweden for a well deserved two week vacation.

---EDIT---

Of course I mean sewing machine. Not for cutting down trees, for creating clothes and such. Thanks dad.

zombies and colors

So I came home from work and I was going to vacuum and clean the upstairs bathroom but instead I fell asleep instantly and slept untill eight thirty or something. Now my head feels heavy and feel a bit stupid.

Dreamed about the zombie invasion, again. I stopped reading about zombies, stopped thinking about it, stopped beeing a zombie-geek in general but I still have terrible nightmares. This time I had to take care or an orphan, a small baby. I was best suited for this for some reason. We were a small group hiding in some kind of towers, and underground. We had a system of always leaving one person behind if the zombies caught up with us. There was some kind of confusion, consisting of me trying to get back to some place where I had my colors. I was all of a sudden in my room, throwing all my colors and paintbrushes and papers and as much as I could possibly grab into my backpack (yeah... my ICE-bag). At the same time holding a baby and being panicked and it was me and some guy who got left behind and there was something with a boat and I woke up covered in sweat feeling like shit.

So I made fish soup with tomato, carrots, broccoli, bean, lentils, saffron, creme fraiche, orange, chilli and garlic. The soup is great but I have no idea what happened with the fish. Tastes... just bad. 

And I'm watching Dragon Hunters which so far might be the most awesome animated movie I have seen in a very long time. This was what computer animated graphics was supposed to do! Erratic gravity! Dragons! Awesomeness!

Apart from that it's eleven pm and it feels like... it feels just strange. I've been sleeping for hours. It's probably because I woke up last night and couldn't go back to sleep so I've been very tired all day. But I'm completely thrown off balance.

Listening to: Three 6 Mafia.

forks

There's a fork in the road, up ahead

I'm not there yet but I'm getting closer

The fork used to look different.

None of these roads are yellow, none in a forest.

One road is straight, broad

the other I cannot see but I know it's there

It used to be different. Used to be three roads, one clearly visible, the two others not.

Now, since I seem to have made a choise

I kept to one road, left the other ones behind

everything looks different.

I'm still on the same road but the landscape changed

around me it's spring

ahead I cannot see.

So how can I choose?

I know now that the choise I will make - the choise I have to make

soon

will be

of utmost importance.

How can I know which road to take?

The one less traveled is not really an option

nor am I at the middle of my life's road.

Nor am I in a forest, lost.

I have two roads ahead. One leads on

the other, I cannot see

But wherever I choose to go I have been before

and yet never ever seen.

Both lead to mountains,

both mountains, when the top is reached, give me a splendid view

If I can get there.

There is a fork, ahead.

my room

My dad asked me to take some pictures of my house. So here's some pictures of my room!

for dad