livet.
Nobody knows the trouble I've seen
Nobody knows but Jesus
Nobody knows the trouble I've seen
Glory Hallelujah
Sometimes I'm up and sometimes I'm down
Yes lord, you know sometimes I'm almost to the ground
O yes, Lord, still
Nobody knows the trouble I've seen
Nobody knows but Jesus
Nobody knows the trouble I've seen
Glory Hallelujah
You got here before I do
O yes Lord, don't forget to tell all my friends I'm coming too
Nobody knows but Jesus
Nobody knows the trouble I've seen
Glory Hallelujah
Sometimes I'm up and sometimes I'm down
Yes lord, you know sometimes I'm almost to the ground
O yes, Lord, still
Nobody knows the trouble I've seen
Nobody knows but Jesus
Nobody knows the trouble I've seen
Glory Hallelujah
You got here before I do
O yes Lord, don't forget to tell all my friends I'm coming too
update
hey, i know, i suck at updating this blog. it's probably a sign that my life is too interesant for sitting down writing blog posts about what i want to do but never end up doing. instead i'm actually doing those things. at least partly. i try to make the best out of all the weird situations that i stumble upon.
- i go to the gym a lot
- i listen to awesome swedish music a lot
- i hang out at starbucks with my friends a lot
- i go to NYC a lot
- i have discovered a new favorite blog:
http://thewildhoneypie.blogspot.com -- CHECK IT OUT! they list great great music and maybe i'll start contribute a little to the blog.
stay sexy, san diego.
this masquerade - george benson
Are we really happy here
With this lonely game we play
Looking for words to say?
Searching
But not finding understanding anyway
We're lost in a masquerade
Both afraid to say
We're just too far away
From being close together from the start
We tried to talk it over
But the words got in the way
We're lost inside this lonely game we play
Thoughts of leaving disappear
Ev'ry time I see your eyes
No matter how hard I try
To understand the reasons
That we carry on this way
We're lost in this masquerade
Both afraid to say
We're just too far away
From being close together from the start
We tried to talk it over
But the words got in the way
We're lost inside this lonely game we play
Thoughts of leaving disappear
Ev'ry time I see your eyes
No matter how hard I try
To understand the reasons
That we carry on this way
We're lost in this masquerade
With this lonely game we play
Looking for words to say?
Searching
But not finding understanding anyway
We're lost in a masquerade
Both afraid to say
We're just too far away
From being close together from the start
We tried to talk it over
But the words got in the way
We're lost inside this lonely game we play
Thoughts of leaving disappear
Ev'ry time I see your eyes
No matter how hard I try
To understand the reasons
That we carry on this way
We're lost in this masquerade
Both afraid to say
We're just too far away
From being close together from the start
We tried to talk it over
But the words got in the way
We're lost inside this lonely game we play
Thoughts of leaving disappear
Ev'ry time I see your eyes
No matter how hard I try
To understand the reasons
That we carry on this way
We're lost in this masquerade
nashville
i just got back from an intense almost-week in nashville, tennessee.
we had tons of fun and it was well-needed for me to go.
among other things, this is what i/we did:
- board games night
- 5 mile race with 8000 people (ca 8km)
- two thanksgiving dinners
- black friday shopping at 5am
- lunch with jeffjeff and jenny
- interesting discussions with various people
- gotten another "extramom"
- ninja-walk through walmart (yes, we have it on tape)
as i said. good week. good week.
tears streaming, down your face, when you lose someone you cannot replace
...
homework: tell a joke
17 norwegians were standing in the line for a nightclub when a swede walked by. as he entered the club he asked them why they wouldn't go in. their answer?
- you have to be 18..
halloween etc.
why spend the night in the rainy city when you could have so much fun in mahopac?! :D
i was a hotdog with bread
lady gaga, oktoberfest-woman, roman emperess, hotdog, clown, sumo wrestler
they found me yummie..
..
the day after, Maria and I found ourselves a new friend.
and we played the big piano.
mamma och pappa: det kostar bara 250 000 dollar. familjejulklapp?! ;)
boston i mitt hjärta.
kim and I took a weekend trip to boston, who rapidly took my heart and
just as quickly gave me tons of study motivation for next year.
we found out that cupcakes don't necessarily need to contain carbs, sugar or fat
and that all the guys are handsome and gentlemen.
am I going back there? svar: JA.
harvard - looking gorgeous
senator kerry's house
...
boston - showing off its more beautiful side
a drunk guy on the morning train in NYC told us to go to Wally's when
in Boston. we laughed at first, but went in the end. awesome jam jazz!
brita - our lovely host!
syster
hej, min dator är inte på min sida och vägrar låta mig ha en blank rad när jag vill ha det. hav överseende, bitte! nu är i alla fall min syster sofia här på besök efter mången lång väntan. vi har redan hunnit träna och fika på starbucks. awesome. imorgon blir det manikyr och halloweenkostymprovning. dubble awesome!
MLIA
new favorite, all categories:
www.mylifeisaverage.com <3
I grew up in a college town, and one Halloween our doorbell rang and we opened the door expecting to see trickortreater—but what was in front of our open door—was another door! Like, a full-on wooden door, that had a sign that said “Please knock.” So we did, and the door swung open to reveal a bunch of college dudes dressed as really old grandmothers, curlers in their hair, etc, who proceeded to coo over our “costumes” and tell us we were “such cute trick or treaters!” One even pinched my cheek. Then THEY gave US candy, closed their door, picked it up and walked to the next house. MLIA
Today, I read a MLIA story about someone finding 5 bucks in their winter coat pocket that they left in there from last winter. Hoping I would be just as lucky, I decided to pull out my winter coat from my closet to see what hidden treasures lay inside. I found a spoon. MLIA
Today, my 14 year old brother asked me if I would give him a bottle of vodka for his sleepover. I did. When I came home the bottle was empty and they were all extremely drunk. I still haven't decided whether or not I should tell him it was soda water. MLIA
Today, my 6 year-old daughter was asking me questions about Santa Claus at dinner. My 13 year-old daughter was getting annoyed with all the dumb questions and simply told her younger sister that Santa didn't exist. Instead of being aghast and upset, my younger daughter just said, "Yea but neither does Edward Cullen!" My older daughter left the dinner table and I think its easy to say who won tonight.
Regina Spektor @ Radio City Music Hall 14/10-09, magiskt rakt av!
No one laughs at God in a war
No one’s laughing at God
When they’re starving or freezing or so very poor
No one laughs at God
When the doctor calls after some routine tests
No one’s laughing at God
When it’s gotten real late
And their kid’s not back from the party yet
No one laughs at God
When their airplane start to uncontrollably shake
No one’s laughing at God
When they see the one they love, hand in hand with someone else
And they hope that they’re mistaken
No one laughs at God
When the cops knock on their door
And they say we got some bad news, sir
No one’s laughing at God
When there’s a famine or fire or flood
But God can be funny
At a cocktail party when listening to a good God-themed joke, or
Or when the crazies say He hates us
And they get so red in the head you think they’re ‘bout to choke
God can be funny,
When told he’ll give you money if you just pray the right way
And when presented like a genie who does magic like Houdini
Or grants wishes like Jiminy Cricket and Santa Claus
God can be so hilarious
Ha ha
Ha ha
No one laughs at God in a hospital
No one laughs at God in a war
No one’s laughing at God
When they’ve lost all they’ve got
And they don’t know what for
No one laughs at God on the day they realize
That the last sight they’ll ever see is a pair of hateful eyes
No one’s laughing at God when they’re saying their goodbyes
But God can be funny
At a cocktail party when listening to a good God-themed joke, or
Or when the crazies say He hates us
And they get so red in the head you think they’re ‘bout to choke
God can be funny,
When told he’ll give you money if you just pray the right way
And when presented like a genie who does magic like Houdini
Or grants wishes like Jiminy Cricket and Santa Claus
God can be so hilarious
No one laughs at God in a hospital
No one laughs at God in a war
No one laughs at God in a hospital
No one laughs at God in a war
No one laughing at God in hospital
No one’s laughing at God in a war
No one’s laughing at God when they’re starving or freezing or so very poor
No one’s laughing at God
No one’s laughing at God
No one’s laughing at God
We’re all laughing with God
wednesday folk night
http://www.jalopy.biz
my new favorite place in the entire world.
i just spent last night there, listening to awesome american folk music, hanging out with awesome people, enjoying the cosy cosy cosy atmosphere. and now i'm off for another long weekend in the city, i just booked my flight to nashville over thanksgiving and i just worked out.
LIFE IS GOOD!
mina senaste två helger i bilder
berto och brent
second hand-shopping i williamsburg samt fika i park med vacker utsikt!
bra sällskap
allt avslutades med nya bekantskaper och sten-sax-påse-utmaningar på pub.
livet är bra inne i city!
modellhäng
i helgen har jag hängt med modeller och världsviktiga redaktörer och jag vet inte vad. det känns som att varenda helg i NYC bara bevisar mitt nya ledord:
ONLY IN NYC.
jag vill flytta dit, bo där. inte här ute på vischan. nångång. så kommer jag flytta dit. så är det bara. och då ska jag bo i williamsburg. min nya kärlek!
21
och helt plötsligt blev jag 21.
j'ai 21 ans, tout d'un coup.
i'm 21, finally i'm completely legal in this country!
nu ska här klubbas, dansas, svettas, glädjas.
