Welcome to my Life

Long time since I wrote somthing here - haven't really known what to wright. Still don't know.

I like my life right now, I'm kinda satisfied with it all. Yeah, of course it sucks sometimes and I just want to scream out loud, but if you look at the big picture I'm doing great =)
The biggest reason probably is that I like my job very much, I really do! Even if I most mornings just want to crawl back under my duvet and just forget everything about everything, I somehow always seem to pull myself together and get up. I have to admit - I usually would have crawl so deep you could hardly know I was there. That makes me happy, to feel good about myself.

I got the job! =)

David, Gustaf, Per, someone and Linnea

The weekend was gr8!
Couldn't have been better - everyone that I wanted 2 b there was there [except Ida =(] We were 18 from our old class which is very good since we were 30 when we went there 2 years ago. I don't think any other class had that many people coming! We laughed 2gether and looked through some photoalbums and remembered "the old days".

HJÄLMAREDS FOLKHÖGSKOLA
Wiew over the surroundings where I used to live and go to school.


This weekend is going to be a nostalgic one. It's time for the annual bibelschool-reunion at my favorite school in the whole world - Hjälmareds Folkhögskola!

Hurray! I finally got this thing sorted! I haven't been able to login to my blog for a loooong time but now it's fixed. So I'm back! =)

Bless,

xx

onsdag
fredag
söndag
måndag

Someone once said this:

"I would never tell a guy that i liked him - then why would he?
If you're so sure that he doesn't like you,from my point of wiew you then have 2 options;
1. go after him and maybe he "will start" to like you. Maybe he just haven't thought on you in that way before or maybe it will "grow" on him once you made an effort to spend more time with him.

men ändå känns det som om jag drunknar.

I'm to emotional. Yes, my whole being is based on emotions, and it has to stop. Now.
Jag kan inte sluta tänka på honom. Jag har träffat honom 5 gånger på en vecka men nu vet jag att vi inte kommer ses igen fören jag har kommer illbaka. Jag dör.
I'm panicing about all those tiny things that for a normal peron wouldn't matter. It can't go on like this.

I've never been good at the blog-thing -  and definitly NOT in english! So now everybody is gonna laugh at me for my english grammar and my nonexisting spellingskills...hm. Excuse me for not being english!
But I'm going to try and write this english stuff in a "swedish way" =)


[Hejja Sverige gul och blå - det är dem vi hejjar på! Hejja! Hejja! Hejja!]