@cjjt

I wanna create stuff like this

Due to my awesome memory.

taken with my badass cellphone camera.
yeah, Facebook is now not only a part of the new media,
it's also part of the traditional media.

combine them together and you know where to find me
I live such an amazing life these days

I have this problem.
when it comes to guys I get shy.
really shy.
so when I meet an attractive guy
I stare at my feet coz they're so damn interesting.

then I get the currage to say something clever and funny.
I hesitate.
and I say nothing.
thinking to myself:
"I'm so funny"
and laughing in my head.
still starring at my feet.
Why?

my thought: it's autumn

5 minutes later...

 

my thought: wot?

coz for somehow I don't allow myself to be angry, annoyed, irritated and so on coz I'm, I guess I'm too considerent of not treating people like shit just coz I feel like shit.
and I guess also that I'm too shy to show how I feel.
I really hate that about myself.
sometimes I wish that I could be one of those people that just blow up coz someone forgot to clean a spoon.
or one of those people who has to show every single emotion just coz they want to and can.

I'm more quiet, mumbles "I'm fine", and thinking to myself that I just want go home and close the door, not slam the door, just close it nicely.

today is one of those days where I feel so weird. my temper is no existing for some reason. not good. I'm working in the library so I hope it will go well. SEE! there you go. I'm worrying about the library instead of myself.

I just want to go home.
or blow up.

More like Sunday Medium Sunday.
The Corridor barbecued.
I like my meat rare/medium.
Funny story, we didn't remember "rare" once so we called it bloody.
I think the waiter understood.
Ok, maybe not so funny story.


Many might not know that I used to draw and paint when I was a kid.
A lot.
I dreamed of a job where I could draw all day.
But I never dreamed of becoming an artist.
I just wanted to draw and paint.
Anyway, life came along and I havn't been drawing since...well, a long time ago.
I'm not good, I used to be.
Hopefully it will come back.
Anyway, this is what I did (don't judge me! ;p):

secret project I'm working on.

when I head this motto, I was like: "LAME!"

but now it grew on me.

I wish I could do that.

I will try that.

I'm not perfect - I forfeit.

I met an old friend of mine today, William.
He's back.
Kinda nice.
Both are different from last time.
A lot has changed.
It's not the same.
Which is great.

 

So this summer, what did I do?

• hanging with old friends
• hanging with older friends
• vacation in Falkenberg
• longweekend in Stockholm

I did some more:

my dad turned 60 so we went to this really fancy place, Sjömagasinet for dinner.

 

Midsummer - a very special day in Sweden. We dance and sing around a lage penis. But unfortunately I didn't, I was at home with my testicle friends and barbecued.

from Stockholm. On the train.

acjjt: Elin just bought a car.
mum: what kind of car?
acjjt: a white? silver?

just hit me how stupid it sounds. I mean, a guy would have gone insane. "a white?! I didn't ask for the colour!" but my mum understood me perfectly.

but it's like I would ask "what kind of bag?" and the respond would be "a brown one?".
I wanna know if it's a baguette, what brand, how large and so on...