I'm actually not posting a christmas update here for instead I'm going to talk about something heartbreaking (atleast for me).

 

Today came the last ever episode of a show called Merlin, that I've watched and loyally followed from the beginning to the very end. 

I do not cry for much, but the last ever episode had me in tears from the start and allthough the entire episode and I was not prepared for that at all. I don't think I'll ever be happy again! 

 

Although sad, it was an epic ending, the first scenes seemed to me a bit ridiculous but right after that all it did was break my heart in the most wonderful way. 

 

This show is the first and only show I've ever followed from start to finish. My dad showed me it before it was even shown on tv and I remember having another show called Legend of the Seeker to rival it with, in the end Merlin bore its way right to my heart whereas LOTS never really stuck. As some know LOTS got a spot on tv 6 here in sweden, and seemed to be the more popular one by the two, but for me Merlin will always be the better one.

 

The better cast, the better humour, the better heartbreaking moments, the better show.

 

You'll be missed (and rewatched many times).

 

Hello!

It's been some time since I last saw you, but now I found something to share with you. It's a shooting game, to test your typing skills.

The rules are easy, type the words to shoot the enemy! 

So, I mentioned the whole Paul McCartney playing with the remainings of Nirvana for the Sandy relief concert. Well, I thought I'd show you how it went. This is a song that they've written together and quite honestly, even though I was a bit skeptical, I love it! I really want to hear the recorded version! 

 

 

 

I read somewhere a few days back an argument for something that went like this "Isn't it better to care too much than none at all??" and I've thought about this and I have to say that.. no, it's not better to care too much. 

 

Even if you personally don't care, there are always someone who does.. and normally (well I work like that anyways) since you're indifferent to the situation, you could help if someone asked you to, cus for you,, it doesn't really matter. 

 

When you care too much, however, it can create a reversed effect towards those you want to help, almost like you're pushing them away and make them defensive rather then making them want to help you. Or.. something like is happening here in sweden atm can happen.. where they want to forbid people to dress up as gingerbread men because it might be racist.. (It's a fucking cookie, ofc it's not bloody racist...). 

 

These kind of things pisses me off.. you can't hide everything you think is bad from people, it doesn't work like that.. and even if you managed to keep your children away from badness their entire childhood, how do you reckon they'll take it when they all of the sudden they end up in a bad situation, not so good I'd imagine. People have to get hurt, that's how we learn after all.. 

 

I was brought up in a world were things like homosexuality and sex wasn't a big deal, it wasn't bad and neither was it better than anything else in this world. This left me feeling like they were normal, I treated both subjects like they weren't any different to anything else. I think this is a good thing, I think that that's how we should handle the situation. If you meet someone who's overly positive about everything, doesn't it annoy you just a little bit? Or the other way around if you meet someone who's overly negative about everything. I can see why people would get defensive towards this kind of behaviour.. and I'm starting to think that this is a reason to why we still debate stuff like gaymarriage.

 

I don't know if any of this makes sense, it does in my head.. but I'm not an expert in explaining my thoughts so.. 

 

I suppose I should write something about this special day. And why is it special? Well, because this is the last time in our lifetime that we'll experience a repetative date (12/12/12). Ofc, this kind of thing will be able to happen again the year 3001, but considering I'm born in the 1900's I doubt that I'll still be alive by then. (sad, it'd be nice to live to the year 3000.) 

Therefor, I'm not gonna complain about people talking about this, only because it is kind of special for us who weren't born just recently and probably will live to see 01/01/01 (again ofc, I did live to see 01/01/01 in 2001, I was 6 then). 

 

I have to get up at 5am tomorrow because we're having Lucia-celebrations tomorrow. But unfortunately for me, at 1:30am there's a benefit concert with people like, Paul McCartney, Eric Clapton, The Who, Bon Jovi and Roger Waters that will air on MTV and that I really want to see. Apparently Paul's gonna play with the remainings of Nirvana with a song they've written together. But I figured that If I sleep now and wake up at 1:30 that'd be alright. We'll see. 

 

 

And with this cosy time, here's a Simon & Garfunkel song I haven't heard before

 

 

 

I don't think that weight is that important, unless it's actually a danger to your health. You can be huge and still be gorgeous and the other way around. Unfortunately for some people, being big is a problem cus of clothes. At least it is for me. I'm a bit on the heavy side, and I want to wear weird clothes, my problem is that normally when I find something, I can't find it in my size, or I do, but it looks like crap.

 

My sleeping patterns are bad, I have trouble sleeping, and I easily get heartburns. My problem isn't that I eat too much, cus I don't actually eat much. But I eat when I'm bored and it's a lot of crap. And I don't excersize, mostly because I think it's boring to take a walk without knowing where I'm going, and because I can't walk to school so I don't always get the time to. I try to ride the bike at my mums place sometimes, but at dads I don't walk unless it's to the store.. 

 

I read a girls blog who was in about the same situation as me, and she mentioned getting back on losing weight, she knows it's working and it seems like an idea I could managed to do. So I actually thought I'd try it. Starting tomorrow, since I actually bought goodies for today. Wish me luck!

So, here's a "my day" -post. You've been warned.

 

I had a pretty great day yesterday. Me, my friend Rebecca and my teacher Stefan went to Gothenburg to go to an open-house at a music-university. It ended up being us, walking around the building once, looking at the previous swedish actors who's studied there and then we got bored and went on to explore the city instead. 

 

At first we ended up at Pizza hut for lunch, then we went on to a small record-shop at the train station, mainly because we couldn't find the one we was actually looking for and we didn't want to walk around for hours (those two are a pain to walk with because they walk fast like fuck). After that we went to a musicstore cus Stefan wanted to go there (he's a musicteacher after all) and while he found what he wanted, me and Rebecca looked at some instruments, banged some electric drums and found an aucoustic guitar signed by John and Yoko, with a nice drawing. 

 

After that, we went on to actually try and find the record shop we were looking for and after a while of driving around town, having to turn around a couple of times cus of Rebecca's half-bad map-reading and Stefan swearing and mentioning a couple of times how much he hates to drive in Gothenburg, we actually made it to the shop. And what a glorious shop it was! It was huge, and had more than a couple of Beatles-themed stuff around the shop, like giant letters in the ceiling reading "Help!". And they also played Beatles-music when we were there. Lovely place. 

In the end I got the LP Rubber Soul, some Yellow Submarine drinking glasses and a big Muse-poster. If I had more money I probably would've bought the whole shop. 

 

 

After that little adventure I followed Rebecca home with a pizza on our arm, and we ate and watched Sex and the city until more people showed up and we eventually headed to a pub called Backstage to celebrate two of our classmates, Gabriel and Jonathan. It was a lot of fun! I even ran into my dad's ex who couldn't understand what the hell I did there. I answered her with "where the hell else should I be? Lipz? (nightclub for fellow bimbos, no offense)" and ofc not, I'm not going there. The evening was good, with the lovely people of my class, and before I went home I even got to have a quick chat with a fellow Beatles-fan (unfortunately, I never got his name xD).

 

Day well spent!