S n o w
So Christmas is around the corner.
I hate wishing for things, and I hate trying to desperatly find something funny and functional to everyone. I usually get the things I need myself, and it's hard to come up with things I just want for the hell of it. Maybe I'm weird, most people don't seem to have trouble wishing. But I managed at last to wish for things that I can't be arsed buying myself. Slight feeling of pride. Shopping for other people is only fun when you finally find that perfect gift for a certain person, but that takes incredible amounts of time. You usually only have the time to find that special something for about two people. The rest is just a guilt trip.
Christmas is the holiday you're supposed to spend with the people you love, friends and family. Despite a considerable amount of admirers, friends and family in Malmö, I have decided this year to break the tradition of celebrating in the countryside house with my mom, my sister and my mom's friends (and their kids), to celebrate both christmas and new years in Amsterdam.
Yes, I know, me and D broke up. But still friends. I need to get away from this town for a little while.
In other news, it's been snowing like mad here. There's a cover of up to 40 cm snow spread over Malmö. Like Laleh says: "Det är som moln över allt", it's like clouds covering everything. Even the canals are frozen.
Oh and school ended last friday. But I was sick, had a severe cold the night before. Felt better in the evening and managed to get myself to the finishing party in Lund, if however a bit late.
Essentially I'm just glad people put up with me, despite me being so bad at answering texts, mails and other forms of indirect communications.
Today's songs:
Laleh - Snö
Kings of Leon - Revelry
Today's lyrics (not from today's songs):
"And even though it's moving forward
There's just the right amount of awkward
And today you accidentally called me baby"
"Plant my lips where your necklace is closed."
I hate wishing for things, and I hate trying to desperatly find something funny and functional to everyone. I usually get the things I need myself, and it's hard to come up with things I just want for the hell of it. Maybe I'm weird, most people don't seem to have trouble wishing. But I managed at last to wish for things that I can't be arsed buying myself. Slight feeling of pride. Shopping for other people is only fun when you finally find that perfect gift for a certain person, but that takes incredible amounts of time. You usually only have the time to find that special something for about two people. The rest is just a guilt trip.
Christmas is the holiday you're supposed to spend with the people you love, friends and family. Despite a considerable amount of admirers, friends and family in Malmö, I have decided this year to break the tradition of celebrating in the countryside house with my mom, my sister and my mom's friends (and their kids), to celebrate both christmas and new years in Amsterdam.
Yes, I know, me and D broke up. But still friends. I need to get away from this town for a little while.
In other news, it's been snowing like mad here. There's a cover of up to 40 cm snow spread over Malmö. Like Laleh says: "Det är som moln över allt", it's like clouds covering everything. Even the canals are frozen.
Oh and school ended last friday. But I was sick, had a severe cold the night before. Felt better in the evening and managed to get myself to the finishing party in Lund, if however a bit late.
Essentially I'm just glad people put up with me, despite me being so bad at answering texts, mails and other forms of indirect communications.
Today's songs:
Laleh - Snö
Kings of Leon - Revelry
Today's lyrics (not from today's songs):
"And even though it's moving forward
There's just the right amount of awkward
And today you accidentally called me baby"
"Plant my lips where your necklace is closed."
The view from my room a few days ago, before a lot of snow had fallen. Still not used to it this far south in Sweden.
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Dear lily, why'd you have to be soo silly
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