Koka-Kola Veins

Koka-Kola Veins
Hey, you know baby, we smile to keep from crying. You know it's way too late to start trying. But we don't care, we never feel as good as when we make believe, we tell ourselves there's nothing to achieve, just wanna have some fun before we leave.

Friday, 23 May 2008


As it seems, I can only be arsed to write here once or twice a month, if I even get the time for that.

Summer's coming up, and with it, a whole lot of stuff to do. A couple of weeks in Kungshamn; possibly a couple of days at Koster; a trip with Marcus, Sebo, Kat and possibly Olof to Vättlefjäll for a couple of days of canoeing, bathing and mainly having fun; Stockholm (hopefully); the UK (hopefully); a couple of weeks of work; the Way Out West-festival, and hopefully (definitly) a lot of videogames. It's going to be one hell of a hectic summer, but it'll be oh so good. Nothing can ruin it this time. Nothing at all (not even you, you thinhaired bastard whom I hope will drink 'til you faint).

I'm currently in a very creative mood. Very unexpected, if I may say so, since I finished my book in artsclass (I put it all together with comments during the last five minutes I had of the day before I had to get on the bus), and have been pretty negative towards anything artistical. So, I'll blame my darling sister, who got me in this odd mood just yesterday, by recieving a bracelet that I bought a couple of days back while on a trip to Varberg with my class of seniors. (I hate that town, by the way. They pronounce everything wrong (vete (wheat), became vette), they look like typical Swedish Svensson-families, and everyone looked at me and my little gang of friends as if we just arrived from Pluto.)

Today I decided to actually do something with this newly found creativity, and it ended in three finished bracelets (one of which I've made before, but altered today), a pair of earrings, and a necklaxe. All five objects match one another pretty good, and in addition to the dress I'll be inventoring tomorrow, I believe it'll look great! I will - go figure - wear everything on this so called school prom of ours, which is more like a party. I, Sebo and Kat'll go together on this thing. The only threesome of the school. ;D Hopefully we'll turn some heads, but it's mostly a joke. Good friends in my heart.

Tomorrow I've got school, as usual, and during PE-class I believe we'll be rehersing dances for the prom? All I know is that I've got to do the beep-test tomorrow, but that's fine by me. In addition to that, I've got approximately six tests tomorrow, all of which I've studied for greatly. Two of which are in mathematics, three of which are chemistry, biology and physics, one of which are in my beloved subject m00sik. I hope it'll go fine. It should go fine. It will go fine. I've also got a minor essay about the novelist Paulo Coelho to write, and a novel in a true Paulo Coelho-spirit. It'll be hard, damnit.

Ah, yes, while on the subject of batteries (illogical connectioning ftw), Ninni now has lenses and will get a pair of glasses aswell. I've had problems with my eyes for a *very* long time now, and finally it's getting somewhat fixed. Problem is though, one of the lenses is a total jerk (named Herbert), so I'll have to call the optician tomorrow and sort it all out. It's not strong enough anyway, so it would have to get changed either way. The right lens however (Greger, my darling) is wonderful and luffs me much. I love it too, obviously.

This is more of a mental note to myself, so never mind it if you don't find it the least bit interesting.

- Biology
- Physics
- Chemistry
- Music
- Mathematics
- PE-class (IMPORTANT)
- Sit at Homo-stället with Kat, Sebo, Marcus and possibly Olof, with cookies and coke (everyone needs a comfy recess every once in a while)
- Prom-dress (sounds so posh. Ew)
- Jewelry for Kat
- Jewelry for Lena
- Meeting with Marie-Louise, Ulrika, Gunilla, Kat, her mom, my mom
- Call the optician
- Fix a present for *****
- Fix a present for Kat
- Fix those cinema-tickets with Kat
- Freeze the gym-cards (can't go right now anyway, too much with education and, well, life)
- Recieve updates about Hugo (my tame-moss that I'm co-parenting (I'm so freaking normal, you just have to love me))
- Fix the cellphone so it can get repaired
- NEW MUSIC ON CELLPHONE AND MP3 (IMPORTANT)
- Water the plants in front and backyard + balcony
- Clean my room (IMPORTANT)
- Finish off the drawing of a black and red fighting-chocobo
- Make more links for coming jewelry for Bekkish (possibly fix on thursday)

Erh. It looks like a lot, but I think I'll be able to finish it all off tomorrow. Hopefully.. Should write it down somewhere though, just in case.

Anyway, this entry became way longer than I expected, and way longer than it probably should be, which is why I'll cut it off somewhere around here. :3 Cheers!

Ambition should be made of sterner stuff.


Games I'm currently addicted to:
Valkyrie Profile 2: Silmeria
The Legend of Zelda - the Minish Cap
FFXII
Golden Sun


Okkervil River - Dead Dog Song

Sam, bless him, has died and left this home, the woodchucks running wild, the bushes overgrown. Slip unseen into the skein of trees, slide through dusky grasses and scatter his ashes. It's all over, he's never coming back. There'll be no more roaming. He was only here for fourteen years, and now the branches scratch my face and I can't hold back my tears. Long ago I'd see him running in the snow, he'd come in from the cold and he'd lie down by the stove. Pass along this loping road, the needley grasp of briars on the slope. He'd never been to church, so he doesn't have a soul. He isn't waiting at the place where all of us will go. But the woodchucks wouldn't run so wild, the bushes wouldn't be so overgrown if we were not alone. Bound unbound through the boundless air, remaining wisps of hair. Barking out through everywhere, the trees, the grass, the rain, and Sam in the air. He was in this world, by my side he was curled, but he came uncurled and this world holds him that much tighter.

Friday, 2 May 2008


Long time, no see. Or write. Same shit really. I don't have an acceptable excuse for not writing, except that I've had some finals and haven't really been at any kind of mental peak. Quite the contrary. Anyway, I've never found either to be a good excuse, so here I am, as coldhearted, coldblooded and psychadelically insane as usual.

During this montly-long absence I've found the time to celebrate my birthday, which (if I may say so) has been the best so far. My family and friends got me exactly what I wanted (including things from Body Shop, GH3, a new cellphone and Pocky(<3)), arsehole didn't call me to congratulate me (as he always has done before), and over all, 'twas a great success. I have also injured myself somewhat during these past weeks, including a lot of cuts on my hands and fingers, and a circular wound on my arm which I don't have the slightest clue as to how it appeared.

Wife is here, once again. And as usual, she's occupied the PS2. This time, just as the last, playing a game that she's claimed to hate for various reasons, one being "Guitar Hero is for the losers who can't play real guitar." She is however no longer like that. She now shows great envy to those who can play GH, and she gets utterly annoyed when she fails a song or a battle. I, as the arsehole I am, of course have to show off with my über GH-skillz. They're pretty much non-existant. I'm finishing off medium-difficulty today, so next bit will be hard. Sometime, someday, when I can be arsed to. But hey, it beats playing on easy. :3

Ninni is also in urgent need of money, for various reasons. One being the fact that she wants, and needs, a tablet. And preferably a scanner too. If you count those two out, she wants tickets to the WOW-festival this year in Gothenburg, and money for the trip to the UK, and more things from her lover amongst shops, Body Shop. Help her out and get a free cookie, for real! And a hug too. Look how generous I can be, sometimes, when I want to and need to be. Oh, I need money for more Pocky too. Thank youuu. <3 (Bekka, I'll save a dark chocolate-Pocky for you. *nods*)

Ah yes, I almost forgot to mention. This whole update is mostly thanks to my beloved sister Bekka. I would give you the link to her blog, but as far as I know, it's for certain people only. Ergo, she has a password and you're not good enough to get it. Don't we just love you?

Hm. Pretty long post today. Well, as always, the final will be the best part (orsomethinglikethat). Todays song.. I don't really have a song of today, since I haven't really listened to music today. <_< (pleasedon'tkillme,you'llgetacookieortodayssonganyway,promise!) Erh.. As the ultimate nerd that I am, todays song will be from GH3! Whee! *cough* Though I have listened to and loved this band since before the time of GH.

Cheers! :3
(oh, yeah, Domo-Kun says hi! He was named Eddie, and as far as I know, he likes the name. His arms have fallen off though, so superglue, here I come.) <3

Absence from those we love is self from self - a deadly banishment.


Games I'm currently addicted to:

GH3
FFXII
FFI
AoE2


Smashing Pumpkins - Cherub Rock

Freak out
And give in
Doesn't matter what you believe in
Stay cool
And be somebody's fool this year
'Cause they know
Who is righteous, what is bold
So I'm told

Who wants honey
As long as there's some money
Who wants that honey?

Hipsters unite
Come align for the big fight to rock for you
But beware
All those angels with their wings glued on
'Cause deep down
We are frightened and we're scared
If you don't stare

Who wants honey
As long as there's some money
Who wants that honey?

Let me out
Let me out
Let me out
Let me out

Tell me all of your secrets
Cannot help but believe this is true
Tell me all of your secrets
I know, I know, I know
Should have listened when I was told

Who wants that honey
As long as there's some money
Who wants that honey?

Let me out
Let me out
Let me out
Let me out


Ninni changes her mind!
Todays new song, or extra song, is.. *drumroll*


Massive Attack - Teardrop

Love, love is a verb
Love is a doing word
Fearless on my breath

Gentle impulsion
Shakes me makes me lighter
Fearless on my breath

Teardrop on the fire
Fearless on my breath

Nine night of matter
Black flowers blossom
Fearless on my breath

Black flowers blossom
Fearless on my breath

Teardrop on the fire
Fearless on my breath

Water is my eye
Most faithful mirror
Fearless on my breath

Teardrop on the fire
Of a confession
Fearless on my breath

Most faithful mirror
Fearless on my breath

Teardrop on the fire
Fearless on my breath

Stumbling a little
Stumbling a little