End of a long day. When I open the door this morning, there was a thin cover of snow on the ground, and the heaven was a bit red and a big star was lighting over the naked trees. November could be so beaty, but often people say that november is the worst month of the year.
I will try to see life a lighter way than I have done before. I will pray every day, even if I am not sure if god is hear me, because I want to convise all my self of what life I want to live.
I am often feel lonley, because lonely is what I am.
I passed the math test, and now I practice to do the next test to.
about loneliness and homestyle, learning piano-playing and more
måndag 14 november 2011
söndag 13 november 2011
No winter
it is dark and cold outside, but the winter is not here yet. No snow, just a lot of small flings yesterday.
torsdag 10 november 2011
Math- test
Today I will try to fix a math-test. I have to do three tests before christmas, and it is very stressful for me.
D is talking to me when I am writing this, so I cant concentrate.
D is talking to me when I am writing this, so I cant concentrate.
fredag 4 november 2011
A coincidense
Its november now. When I wrote here for last, it was still summer outside. November is a beautyful mounth for me.
Yesterday night, when I have walked to the gas-station for buing oil for my car, I found a splitted and crashed mobile-phone at the car-park-zoon, between what in Hagforce called the bow-bridge. I put it together and try it, and the phone was funktional for calling, even if the window on it was broked on a way that in first sight was seeemd like a fantasy picture. I know how a nokia-phone is maid, so I called the first name in the phone-book, for asking if they konow the number, and the owner of the phone. I first talked to a man, then with his wife, but they didnt know anything about it. D told me , to call my own phone, and get the number that way, and look after the number on the enrio-site.
And guess what! The numeber was programmed in my phone, because the phone was owned of a woman I know and like i lot!
The coincidense number two, was that I meet here earlier in the day only a few meter from the place that I find her phone, so she must have lost it just a minute after we was talking.
Yesterday night, when I have walked to the gas-station for buing oil for my car, I found a splitted and crashed mobile-phone at the car-park-zoon, between what in Hagforce called the bow-bridge. I put it together and try it, and the phone was funktional for calling, even if the window on it was broked on a way that in first sight was seeemd like a fantasy picture. I know how a nokia-phone is maid, so I called the first name in the phone-book, for asking if they konow the number, and the owner of the phone. I first talked to a man, then with his wife, but they didnt know anything about it. D told me , to call my own phone, and get the number that way, and look after the number on the enrio-site.
And guess what! The numeber was programmed in my phone, because the phone was owned of a woman I know and like i lot!
The coincidense number two, was that I meet here earlier in the day only a few meter from the place that I find her phone, so she must have lost it just a minute after we was talking.
tisdag 23 augusti 2011
Frk K
Frk K is back with me again. I missed that part of me, and it has been away almost all summer. Today school start again. I will do the best as I can. Mathematic for two hours.
I can not cope with more conflicts, they suck the life out of me.
I can not cope with more conflicts, they suck the life out of me.
As god as I can
I am about to boil some potatoes for my dinner. I have not walked today as I planned. I will eat, and than I will walk. D is talking about body-language. I am tired of all this. One of mine political colleague belled my door before, and we were discussed some important things. I want to beeing more engaged in things that I am intrested of.
I want to train telegraphy. I want to play on my trumpet. I want to doing my schoolwork as god as i can.
I want to train telegraphy. I want to play on my trumpet. I want to doing my schoolwork as god as i can.
A sunny and cloudy day
Sleept to long, voke up something about tvelve. Didnt want to sleep away half of the day, but now its done, the day wont come back. I felt better some days ago, but now the ordinary sad and tired feeling is over me again. To live a life with unrequited love, dosent make me more loveable. He says that he dont feel for me when he is not seeing me, and with a distance of 350 kilometers, becomes some "love" impossible.
I have things to to, things that I want to do.
But days walks away from me, and are all about unhappines.
I have things to to, things that I want to do.
But days walks away from me, and are all about unhappines.
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