Can't wait, i hope i get my new lenses tomorrow.
Anyways, school 2 hours, then pick up my mom and football later.
Tomorrow will be awesome.
Gimme next weekend, then I'm going to Kajsa cruz again, this time it will be something on my wrist (hand). I duuno what yet, either a lotus or some other flower, but it looks so empty with just one thing, feels like it has to be something more, not just a flower just up and down.
Puss :*<3

Yesterday I was like: OMG, I have to buy lenses to halloween.
I ordered them early in the morning and got them today. I'm pleased.
I love them. Grey lenses, but they don't really look very grey.
Took hours for me to even get them in my eyes, but it was totally worth it <3

This weekend have been kinda awesome.
Yesterday I went back to Karlskoga to meet the awesomeness Kajsa Cruz.
It was hilerious. She did my second tattoo and her first colored tattoo on someone else then herself.
I'm brave, right.
Now, I'm here, home and have written some pages in a book til' tomorrow.
Sometimes days can be kinda awesome, some day they're not, but today I feel great.
I hope tomorrow will be even better.
:* <3

It's on my ankle/wrist.

lolz, i feel like a slut. But it's not just another one. I do have feelings!
Anyway, I don't have much to say except that he's awesome!
I do like him. I did from the first time I saw him. But what happens now?
Is it worth the wait for something I dont even know exist or should I move on?
I wanna try, but I wont be heartbroken, not again.

And I do miss flugan, alot. Wish i could see him more often than it would be now. In summer, feels like a long time to wait, but I can't do more than that. We're still gurkan&flugan and i'm happy ass hell that i met this little sweet boii

:*<3

I really need to sleep but I can't. I wanna talk to him. How can I be so addicted in just a few days. I'm seriously a freakin moron. But it feels kinda good. I think?
I had a dream about that before, it was awful. I was going to him and my car just didn't wanna work anymore, in the middle of a trainway.
Anyways, im too tired to write anymore, but teh festival was amazing, everyday. I don't regret a thing, or do I. Yeah, some, but just small things. I'm glad he wanted to hang out with me everyday. mutherfukking anton teh shiet and anna teh retard gurka is going awesome sometime.

I feel like empty inside. I miss him. It sucks. I really have to get over it.
It doesn't matter what I am writing to him anymore, it's just for fun, makes me pretend.
Pretend that it can work. Hahah, yeah right it does. I'll never see this guy again, I'm completlty sure about that.

Okay, it's 20 min in 3AM and I'm so damn tired but still I have so much energi. I feel like jumping and dancing in front of my mirror but then I should splash up on the floor, whatever that is.
Hahah, before, when I was more like sleeptired I did a mushroom on my leg, a few minutes after I was like OMG what the fuck is that, take it away. Then I was like, oh, yeah, right. What the hell, it doesn't even look like a mushroom. What does it do there, it's freakin ugly.
I saw a really funny video for a hour ago, I laught out loud, no I didn't, but I would if I weren't so tired by then.
It's almost bright outside, how can I sleep now? Doesn't matter, I ain't gonna sleep. Oh yeah, I was downstairs cuz I needed to go to the bathroom, and my parents TV was on, I was like, are they morons or what? I mean, if they sleepin, going to the bathroom and then go to bed again, how can they possibly forget to turn off the TV?
Anyways, when I was in the bathroom, I saw the fucking mushroom on my leg again, I don't fucking want it there, it doesn't make any sense.
When I came up I thought about my tattoo, I'm gonna finish it pretty soon, but then I reminded myself that it is the same days left now as yesterday, cuz, I can't say today, cuz I haven't sleep yet, so it was today but yesterday.
I sat here, thinking about what I was goin to listen to, I dicides post hardcore, it's pretty fucking awesome.
I don't get it how ppl can dance their asses of to it, I want to.
Hahaha, I was thinking, sometimes when I passes by a mirror, I stop goin and stare into it and thinking, damn, this chick looks just like me, stop starring at me bitch! Then I'm like, oh yeah, mirror.
I like hippos they just are. Swiming around, eating some grass in to the water and are huge. Theyre just like badgers without feets. But what, they both have feets, think about a cross between a badger and a, something bird with baconflu.
Okay, that was scary. My door was kinda closed, then it opened more and more, yea I got my window open a bit but it didn't did any sense before, Aaaah, ghosts.
I really want to meet some new ppl now, ppl more like my but mer energious and give me some. Think about real damn freaking awesome hardcore dancing in the livingroom with lots of cold beer. Alcoholic, ohno, not yet.
Omg it's 4 minutes until 3AM and I only got 5 hours sleep if I turn to bed now, oh wait, I'm already in bed. Right!
I'm energious, can't sleeep, I really need photoshop, I'm never good at my fucking pics, and now i'm gonna loss weight until putte i parken, i'm surley do. I can't do that, but I going to.
Enough about that, what now, oh I reminded myself, our mustard in the fridge, it's horrible, it's stucked in the fridge cuz it's mustard under the mustard, whatever the name is. And eww, I'm getting sick of all not one day old, but one week old food in the fridge, I won't through it away, never I'm gonna take in it, nasty fucking shit. I'm seriously getting scared of it, old food, in boxes with hair and some unnatural color, gross.