Who knows?

Who knows - Natasha Bedingfield

Freakishly familiar situation.


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See night is the time I place self-wrought wooden dowels between street signs so as to build thought-ladders

Elegy - Young Blood Brass Band

I'm sorry is easy to say when you've got arms to find solace in and lips to get drunk on
I remain ink-stained, disdain, ingraine, are you feeling entertained?
I used to wonder what the pain was like when my father's heart exploded
common art sold it but this won't settle for silence now I'm volatile with self-violence
trust me - even patience wouldn't try this venerable i sense since I found a beat left dying on the street
and took her home to penstitch the bleeding 
rhythm, she'd been selling ism and we shared stories of correlating detonated coronaries
It's beyond scary but fear is the little death and I'm no maud'ib
you colnized my arrakis, helpless melange addict with the right tactic and the wrong practice
faulty emotional still suit left me dehydrated and rapless
let the desert have me

I didn't know it was the last kiss, you never told me it was the last kiss, you never told me shit

So now you're gone, I'll play the solo solar soldier that's internally ignited
so now where's your coal, to hell in an old soul
it cannot burn like this, trial by nostalgia like it's all love,
all over all just I guess I'm all folding because god knows I can't deal holding sold trust, 
thought I was quicksilver but his gold rush beat my cold crush into the promised land
I took a last stand before that promise banned
I tried to show promise jazz but he wandered past my thumb and i hitched a ride alone to strife's home
a microphone, a pen and bad company to keep 
some things seem to seep out your pores, imbedded too deep to be indebted to speak
I'll be better next week in the bed where you freak
I'm dead as text, believe me it's not the sex
no pity please, no patronizing subtlety suffering me
no laughing irony publicly comedy tragically badgering my process of not mastering loss yet
(this) game set (to) match (light)
at least give me enough cash to get back, right?
airport sadness, indeed, cause i train mc's subways of emitting varbal rays

But this shit got me busted like mass transience or tarnscendence
we all gotta transcend, gotta transcend

Better a brother or father? at least you kept it in the family
and I shouldn't have assumed that as moons rise only astute eyes see my mindscape's tenements bathed in light 
project-laden fright 
see night is the time I place self-wrought wooden dowels between street signs so as to build thought-ladders 
The rungs, my lungs exhale into you - admittedly co-dependent
what makes it worse are the love locks i placed in front of the gateway
with each day i add a level but your skeleton key sees through it all with those three words
So why keep building? if distance is the answer I can fake and call it ascension
a.k.a not giving attention to how I really feel and I don't even know what that rung is
my greatest regret was not making this ladder/letter for two, 

I am what I write and I wrote this all about you
I'm all about you, I'm all about you

Just to be lovelily politically engaged...

Think it's really too bad that people think it just to congratulate someone's death, no matter who's it might be. I find it sort of inhuman, this was in the end a person, too. I disagree with most of Margareth Thatcher's actions, but when she died, she was merely a dement old lady. Still, I think it's fair to criticise her political agenda at any point in time, it's just a pity that people think of doing in the wake of her death.

Nevertheless, for those who know Swedish, I really like this author, and I enjoyed reading his article. Jonas Gardell: http://www.expressen.se/kultur/gardell-margaret-thatcher-ingen-hjalte/

Bought myself a hard pack of cigarettes, in the early morning rain

Sometimes it feels like, all I need is listen to Ray Lamontagne in the quiet, and my life is complete.

Jolene - Ray Lamontagne

So beautiful in so many ways

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Scottish pride

Why am I still awake after more than 36 hours on only 2 hours sleep?

Now that I am, however, this ad was shown to me on youtube before I could watch my desired clip. Just thought I'd add it. The ultra-nationalist Scotsman in his own persona:

Guess we know who'll vote for independence then ;)

Today sucked!

I don't feel like putting it in more politically correct terms. I've had two excruciatingly exhausting French tests, one to which I had to run from a tutorial where the whole point of waiting in the end was to finally get an essay back - but no. It wasn't there. After having gotten to, and written, my French test with my heart pounding both uncomfortably hard and quick, I go back to the undergrad office to pick up my essay from there instead. Apparently a whole bunch of them have mysteriously disappeared/not been marked/sent off to some other destination, and will therefore have to be picked up at the office tomorrow morning instead.

I decide to go to the library to study for my second French test, and the book I needed was of course lent out. I therefore get into the lift to look for a substitute. The lift goes apeshit on us all and made me, for a second, really believe that it was going to crash, since, after having shook ominously and taken us all the way up to the 11th floor (which by the way was none of our desired floors), it doesn't open the doors, but starts making a "falling notion". It ultimately left us on the 10th floor, and I was only happy to have gotten out of there alive. Not my desired way of leaving this earth, I must say.

Anyways, so I decide to go get dinner after writing my test, but as I get to doing it so late, I have to run (in the wet SNOW!!!) to the store before it closes, and the steak that I was craving for has of course been sold out...

Anyways... this is something I found this morning when I was preparing a little for my French test... I must say, it might actually be the only thing I like about French right now...

I really really fell for it, dunno why really. And no worries, you don't have to know French to understand it, it's just really cute. Oh well, time for me to watch something heart-warming, to regain faith in life. Haha okay, that was a bit dramatic. But to regain strength for tomorrow I guess :)