Shit happens.
Like - I have fell down a hole. My father made a hole outside the kitchen door to find a water leak. And since I'm incapable of remembering such things, I fell down into it. Twice. And my cat doesn't seem to be all right. He just sleeps all day. At least he's eating again, but his personality is completely changed. He used to run around like an elephant in a china store and jump at me from behind corners, but now he's just calm and boring. I guess he'll get his groove back when we go back to Stockholm...
Other than that it's nice to be home, but I'm afraid I'll get depressed soon. What the hell, only three more days to Christmas Eve... I love Christmas. It's not as magical as it was when I was five, but on the other hand I was a materialistic bitch back then. That's why it was magical, because I was waiting for those fucking presents all day. It's still nice to get them, but it's nice to be with my family too. I love them, actually. And I can't even remember the last time my mother made my father cry. We're almost harmonic these days. Isn't that something?
Got my new SG application accepted yesterday. That was a relief of course, but it seemed to be a mere formality if you had already been accepted. Whatever... Now I'll have to get my act together and shoot an amazing set, it's just that I'm so lazy and sometimes it feels kinda hopeless. I'm not a person who gives up, it's just that my dreams tend to leave me before I've become perfect enough to fulfil them.
But hey, I'm writing again! I can't believe that I was so lucky to find "creative writing in English". And I thought that the university sucked! I had no idea that I would end up in the Bohemian forest... I should start writing on my vampire novel, for real, but... I don't know if it's just that I'm lazy or that I'm also afraid to get down into those dark currents of grief, pain and hatred. But then again, I feel kind of disconnected these days. Maybe even happy... It's like all that shit is fictional. But sometimes, it's real. And I want it to be.
Like - I have fell down a hole. My father made a hole outside the kitchen door to find a water leak. And since I'm incapable of remembering such things, I fell down into it. Twice. And my cat doesn't seem to be all right. He just sleeps all day. At least he's eating again, but his personality is completely changed. He used to run around like an elephant in a china store and jump at me from behind corners, but now he's just calm and boring. I guess he'll get his groove back when we go back to Stockholm...
Other than that it's nice to be home, but I'm afraid I'll get depressed soon. What the hell, only three more days to Christmas Eve... I love Christmas. It's not as magical as it was when I was five, but on the other hand I was a materialistic bitch back then. That's why it was magical, because I was waiting for those fucking presents all day. It's still nice to get them, but it's nice to be with my family too. I love them, actually. And I can't even remember the last time my mother made my father cry. We're almost harmonic these days. Isn't that something?
Got my new SG application accepted yesterday. That was a relief of course, but it seemed to be a mere formality if you had already been accepted. Whatever... Now I'll have to get my act together and shoot an amazing set, it's just that I'm so lazy and sometimes it feels kinda hopeless. I'm not a person who gives up, it's just that my dreams tend to leave me before I've become perfect enough to fulfil them.
But hey, I'm writing again! I can't believe that I was so lucky to find "creative writing in English". And I thought that the university sucked! I had no idea that I would end up in the Bohemian forest... I should start writing on my vampire novel, for real, but... I don't know if it's just that I'm lazy or that I'm also afraid to get down into those dark currents of grief, pain and hatred. But then again, I feel kind of disconnected these days. Maybe even happy... It's like all that shit is fictional. But sometimes, it's real. And I want it to be.
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I agree with you about Christmas; it is not the same as when I was young. For me, I don't think it's only about materialism (I guess the anticipation was an exciting part). Afterall there is Julmat! And snaps!
Good luck with your new set!
Gott ny r