transfiguration

I'll always
miss home; no matter whose.

Parachutes

Yes it's new terrain. I don't know what to do!

Okay last year I made this list.

Now I'm going to bold all the things I've managed to do!

This year I wish I'm going to

be happier.
be less tired (maybe I'll try to sleep more).
knit.
draw.
photograph.
update my fashion blog more often.
realize myself and my surroundings better.
not to be anxious because of school or anything I have to do; I want to learn to enjoy everything
be less lazy. I realized that it's maybe the key for my happiness.
spend more time with my friends.
live more often.
do something that I appreciate myself.
be someone who other people, especially my friends appreciate.

+I fell in love :>
+Moved to my own place

Well I feel quite good about this. I feel so much better now than then. I don't know yet if I'm going to make a new list. We'll see. Or maybe I'll just live.

Maybe this is new year

or maybe I just don't know it.

That's the way it is

I hate that sentence in the title.

The one on the picture instead is nice; "It's not easy for the genius". You know, they know too much, the understand too much.

That's the way it is. It's not easy for them.

I have no idea what I'm talking about.

Each time

No I don't feel like grey rainy days, going to the museum doing school work; walking speaking politics or anything else talking looking listening drinking tea or alcohol pretending smiling making up hair dos dancing going to concerts photograph draw paint move watch movies calm down think positive wet plants studying going to university going to work complaining being reading sunny days snow winter summer autumn spring I don't feel like that

I only want to go to movies sleep listen to music look through the window and go back to sleep

eight sundays, seven swans

I'm on holiday. It feels claustrophobic already; all my friends are travelling or at home in other towns.

Today I took my camera for a little walk. Saw nothing at all. But it feels fine for now. Nothing at all, everything is so slow. I can stay in bed all day just reading; finnish reading three books a day; spend purposeless moments sitting, looking out at the clouds through my window and listen to Coldplay or Sufjan Stevens.