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Coheed and Cambria is a band with such good music that I can listen to it on repeat for days. Of course, being me that's not really strange though, but still. The point is that the singer, Claudio Sanchez can not only sing and play the guitar, he can also write music and draw amazing pictures. I know that jealousy is one of the deadly sins, but I wanna be able to draw. I wanna, I wanna, I wanna! And yes, I'm about 3 years old mentally now. I wanna.

Just because I can't I'm gonna be adult and go and buy a new bed. I think my old one is at least 20 years old. So yes, "it's about bloody time" as one of my friends would say.

Todeloo!

Even seals can clap

Somehow I managed to fuck up again. My wonderful stationary computer crashed and with it it took all my tender love and care and understanding aswell as all passwords and stuff that I was stupid enough not to put down on a piece of paper. I know - stupid. I've tried to use all the passwords I know and normally use aswell as a few others and I still can't log on to my e-mail for the religions course. This poses a problem. Quite a big, annoying problem so if you find it out - please let me know. There'll be a cake-reward!

Warm round of applause!

There's a government election here in Sweden today. I cast a blanc vote - mostly because all the parties are the same no matter what they call themselves. So why vote then? Well, I want the right to whine about things and if I don't vote I don't think I have the right to complain. So I voted. For nothing! Because then I can complain about them all! Moahaha!

Moving on... a discussion over bacon and eggs led to the following question:
"Does a human egg taste the same as a chicken egg?"
This continued with me being completely disgusted and then quite interested as the discussion went to "pro-abortion" or "pro-life". "This would be the ultimate question for the pro-abortion. If they refuse to eat human eggs and call people 'cannibals' then it's quite the boost for the pro-life people."

I'm pro-abortion. But I won't eat human eggs. Hrm, maybe if you cover them in mayo. I'll get back to you on this.

perfect little brother

Buying coursebooks is a mission starting really nice with hopes and expectations and ends with a broken spirit on the verge of signing a contract with the Devil. What I've learned so far is a) Swedish book sites suck and b) English books are best ordered from an English book site. Every school year it's the same thing so I really should be used to it by now, but still I surprise myself every time. I guess I should just write a big note saying "order books in time" and "pass your exams" - if I'd done that I wouldn't have had this bookmess. I got the last books today though, it only took 14 days (should've taken between 5-8) from the Swedish site and then I still didn't get all I ordered from there. Of course I ordered that from the English site and got it a week ago, but still. Swedish sites suck ass.

True Blood is a lovely show. It really is. But when a guy gets burnt and is all black and scaly, then it's just disgusting. Dis-gus-ting.

Onwards my penguin minions!

Have you ever spilt tea all over your genital area? While being naked? No? It's an... experience. Have you ever accidentally kneed someone in the crotch? Twice? And then laughed hysterically when said someone cries out in pain? Have you ever poked someone in the stomach after they had a really big meal? Ha, I knew you weren't god's best child! I knew it! I'm onto you!

It's interesting how things work - the more focused I am on something, the more insane I seem to get. Take now for example. I'm studying and I'm focused and... what? Yes, I'm studying. This is "studying". Sort of. Kinda? Fine, so I'm taking a break to increase my efficiency! Happy?! Point is that I'm really focused (shut up) and my insanity just keeps coming back to me. It feels really good if I'm honest. Wouldn't it be cool if I could store it and sell it in jars? September Insanity 2010 - now as Eau de Toilette (I always found it funny that people are so fond of something that reads "toiletwater", but maybe that's just me.)

Bender: We all need to be shut down.

Especially you, Hedonism Bot!
Hedonism Bot: I apologise for nothing!

Purple-headed wombbroom!

Did I tell you that I spilt tea all over myself this morning? I did. It's a new low for me really. Hrm, wait... no, it isn't. Last time it was coke all over my semi-white skirt. I also accidentally elbowed the English gentlebot in the nose. So that it started to bleed. Oops.
Wow, sometimes I amaze myself. My clumsiness really does take on new highs sometimes.

I shall investigate this further! Carry on.

Ash to Trash

You know, I never thought I'd manage to pull myself together and actually pass everything that had to be passed in order to move on to the second year, but I did. Hooray! Of course, two days ago I found out that I wouldn't get my student loan because I didn't have enough credits from last year. Only, I had. I checked. And double-checked. And checked another five times. So when I spoke to the guidance counselor she couldn't get it either and it turned out it was a mistake and now I will get the loan. Hooray! Mostly because I really don't wanna spend another day in paintword. I think I'd kill myself if I had do. At the visit to the counselor I did find out another funny thing though. Apparently there was one exam that I didn't pass. I got a mail about having passed it at the beginning of the summer, but apparently I hadn't. Lovely. It's not a big deal, but then again - nothing's a big deal these days. I'm on a constant high really. Anyway, point is that I have to take the exam again. A third time. Hrm, where have I seen that before? Such a dèja-vu feeling here... [insert dramatic music]. I have to admit that I'm rather glad I found out now and not at the beginning of the summer because I think that would've broken my gentle spirit. (When are you gonna learn that it's my entry and my rules?) Yea, I know - it shouldn't happen in the first place, that's just really sucky, but oh well. Might aswell just bite the sour apple and do it again... mmm... sour apple...

Did I tell you about my hibiscus? I did, right? It's corall-coloured and lovely. And it's blooming! Waking up in the morning and seeing the flowers just makes me so incredibly happy. I know, I'm easily satisfied.

Some times I wonder if I take on too much. I'm studying my second year and every trip to and from the university is four hours in total. On top of that I'm also studying religion which I've wanted to do for ages and I play computer games and pretend to be supercool. Something obviously has to go, but which? Oh, the horrors of decisionmaking. Or... or maybe I just try to see how long I can keep it up? Yes... yes, I'll do that...