Cheerio.
Summer's here, at last, and I'm down to one post per month, if even that. There's simply too much happening, in combination with me being too damn lazy.
We're in the middle of June, as everyone ought to have noticed by now, and I'm busy working my arse off with something I never thought I'd enjoy. I'm working at a pre-school, which I have to say is quite alot more fun than my job last summer. I've never been much for things with two legs that are below 1.50m tall, also known as "kids" (and very short people (no offense, Jojo-darling.)), but I don't want to kill any one of them, except for that little brat a couple of days ago (which I didn't, so hooray me!), and they seem to like me as well.
I've got somewhere between fifteen and thirty drawings that they've made for me, and they talk about me when I'm out for lunch. :3 "No, you're not supposed to hit anyone, that's mean! Josefin taught me that. She's actually a teacher here!" That comment is curtesy of one of the more brutal and extremely energetic kids. Or, so he used to be, according to some of my co-workers. Apparently, he's changed drastically since I started working there. Ninni goes proud as hell.
School is, obviously, over. Grades 0-9 are finished, and the gymnasium awaits, where I'll be studying IT, Multimedia and Music. It'll be a nice experience, as long as I don't get complete morons in my class. If so, BU will have to take care of it (Kat, you know what I mean. ;3). My grades came out better than I thought, though neither arts nor English was raised a mark. I should be fine either way.
Alot of great cd's have come out too, one of which (obviously, the picture of today kind of indicates it) is Coldplay's latest. I haven't really fallen for the album yet, except for Lost!, Violet Hill (of course, though I find it a bit too played on the radio), and my favourite; Cemeteries Of London. Other bands and musicians that are played alot in my cellphone as of late is Regina Spektor, José González, Kristian Anttila, Lars Winnerbäck, Matt McIntosh, Metallica, Navid Modiri & Gudarna, Ok GO!, Rage Against The Machine and The Smashing Pumpkins. Normal mix, anyone?
Ninni adds; Beloved cellphone = dead. Ninni goes extremely pissy and wants to kill most living things. Ninni hasn't killed any living things (hooray me, again!), but does one hell of alot of ko's on Wii Sports' boxing.
Current phone (while my Nokia's being repaired) = my old Samsung (die, Samsung, die).
Current mp3-player (while my Nokia's being repaired) = some old crappy thing with one (1!!!!!!!(seven exclamation marks = insanity according to Jojo and her buddy)) gb.
I don't really see how I will survive, though I remarkably enough were able to adjust from my six gig mp3 to my two gig cellphone when the mp3 died and I got a new phone. But this.. this is just fucked up. For real.
Cowards die many times before their deaths; the valiant never taste of death but once.
Games I'm currently addicted to;
FFX (PS2)
Super Mario Galaxy (Wii)
The Legend of Spyro; the Eternal Night (Wii)
Bejeweled (PC)
Summer's here, at last, and I'm down to one post per month, if even that. There's simply too much happening, in combination with me being too damn lazy.
We're in the middle of June, as everyone ought to have noticed by now, and I'm busy working my arse off with something I never thought I'd enjoy. I'm working at a pre-school, which I have to say is quite alot more fun than my job last summer. I've never been much for things with two legs that are below 1.50m tall, also known as "kids" (and very short people (no offense, Jojo-darling.)), but I don't want to kill any one of them, except for that little brat a couple of days ago (which I didn't, so hooray me!), and they seem to like me as well.
I've got somewhere between fifteen and thirty drawings that they've made for me, and they talk about me when I'm out for lunch. :3 "No, you're not supposed to hit anyone, that's mean! Josefin taught me that. She's actually a teacher here!" That comment is curtesy of one of the more brutal and extremely energetic kids. Or, so he used to be, according to some of my co-workers. Apparently, he's changed drastically since I started working there. Ninni goes proud as hell.
School is, obviously, over. Grades 0-9 are finished, and the gymnasium awaits, where I'll be studying IT, Multimedia and Music. It'll be a nice experience, as long as I don't get complete morons in my class. If so, BU will have to take care of it (Kat, you know what I mean. ;3). My grades came out better than I thought, though neither arts nor English was raised a mark. I should be fine either way.
Alot of great cd's have come out too, one of which (obviously, the picture of today kind of indicates it) is Coldplay's latest. I haven't really fallen for the album yet, except for Lost!, Violet Hill (of course, though I find it a bit too played on the radio), and my favourite; Cemeteries Of London. Other bands and musicians that are played alot in my cellphone as of late is Regina Spektor, José González, Kristian Anttila, Lars Winnerbäck, Matt McIntosh, Metallica, Navid Modiri & Gudarna, Ok GO!, Rage Against The Machine and The Smashing Pumpkins. Normal mix, anyone?
Ninni adds; Beloved cellphone = dead. Ninni goes extremely pissy and wants to kill most living things. Ninni hasn't killed any living things (hooray me, again!), but does one hell of alot of ko's on Wii Sports' boxing.
Current phone (while my Nokia's being repaired) = my old Samsung (die, Samsung, die).
Current mp3-player (while my Nokia's being repaired) = some old crappy thing with one (1!!!!!!!(seven exclamation marks = insanity according to Jojo and her buddy)) gb.
I don't really see how I will survive, though I remarkably enough were able to adjust from my six gig mp3 to my two gig cellphone when the mp3 died and I got a new phone. But this.. this is just fucked up. For real.
Cowards die many times before their deaths; the valiant never taste of death but once.
Games I'm currently addicted to;
FFX (PS2)
Super Mario Galaxy (Wii)
The Legend of Spyro; the Eternal Night (Wii)
Bejeweled (PC)
Coldplay - Lost!
Just because I'm losing
Doesn't mean I'm lost
Doesn't mean I'll stop
Doesn't mean I would cross
Just because I'm hurting
Doesn't mean I'm hurt
Doesn't mean I didn't get what I deserved
No better and no worse
I just got lost
Every river that I tried to cross
Every door I ever tried was locked
Oh, and I'm just waiting 'til the shine wears off
You might be a big fish
In a little pond
Doesn't mean you've won
'Cause along may come a bigger one
And you'll be lost
Every river that you tried to cross
Every gun you ever held went off
Oh, and I'm just waiting 'til the firing stops
Oh, and I'm just waiting 'til the shine wears off
Oh, and I'm just waiting 'til the shine wears off
Oh, and I'm just waiting 'til the shine wears off
