She came home for christmas

Today I thought about moving abroad. It would be nice to go out to Berlin or Paris or Amsterdam perhaps to see the world and get some experience. I want to move to Helsinki or Tampere at least. However, now I have to decide what I want to work with.


This is just a quick photo I took in the morning because my hair looked lovely. I felt quite pretty all day and it was nice of course.


I've been very inspired today. I took my watercolours and painted a bit. Just something nice and colourful, nothing too artistic.



Maybe I'll be drifting forever, maybe someone reads my story and wants to be me one day and I'll think: "Oh dear."

Pythagoras, we love you

Bon Iver - Blood Bank.

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I love physics but I decided I'm too tired to study it. When I'm old I'll read some interesting books about the universe. Or maybe in the summer, when I have plenty of time.

There are too many things to do in life!

Now I want to write a song called Pythagoras, we love you.

just wanted to tell you

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I must get these glasses! Too bad I don't need them really. I'll have to stare at my computer until my eyesight is spoiled.

I'm really ill, don't know if I can even go to school tomorrow.

Lump sum

I didn't quite know what to write about. I'm having one of these weird periods again; I'm very inspired but I can't create anything. I've been so uncreative that I've done my maths homework. Something is wrong with me. I'm ill, though.


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First I thought I could write about home but then lost all my thoughts about the subject. However, I think home is a place where all the restlessness disappears.


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I would like to live in the city. I would like to live somewhere far from civilization. I need people around me and I need peace and nature too, but I hate small towns. Such a dilemma!

And I think I should make up something nice to do. There is some sort of change going on.

Jag väntar på ett kraftverk (mér vantar kraftaverk)

Lately I've had a lot of interesting thoughts but I just can't write them down. I actually have no idea what I've been thinking of.

In a sick way spring is beautiful, I love the birches and frozen puddles and people getting a bit happier. Holiday is getting closer and I can sleep for a while, at last.

How I spend my days

They escape like rabbits from my hands.