"I hear you calling and it's needles and pins (and pins)

I want to hurt you just to hear you screaming my name."

Gimme Friday back. Or something.

14 June 2009: déjà vu

If I was not as happy as I am, then I would be really sad now.

Experiencing some serious déjà vu - room is dark, window is open, sitting on the floor, can hear traffic outside, trees form dark shadows against a bright summer night sky, distant voices carried by the wind. Just like back then.

Röstat. För min rätt till ett privatliv. För när det verkligen gäller finns det inget viktigare.

Fred utan privatliv är nästan krig.

6 juni 2009

I am bored. So what can I do on this "National Day of Sweden", which also happens to be a public holiday? "Celebrating" is not an option for me, due to the fact that I don't feel like this day has a special meaning for me. It's just like a random day that someone once declared as being something special. Midsummer means more to me, somehow, it feels more "Swedish" than today does.

Had an overdose of football as I was young, so tonight I am running away from things as Sweden & Denmark play. Perhaps I can find something creative to do instead of watching a game in which grown up men run after a white/black ball on a green field? ;)

Oh, and tomorrow is election day over here. Time for us to vote and continue fighting for our freedom. And yes, I now know what/whom to vote upon.

juuuuune

It's Juuuuuuune, and that's nice (in a boring way too). Anyone who has yet another job to offer me?

I need some more activity. Seriously.