I cry

Isn't it weird how disconnected you can feel from people around you, close to you, people you can see, talk to and touch? Or, how you can feel like you connect with someone you've never had the good grace to meet? That you have some sort of understanding and common ground, even though the only way you can feel it is through words, music and distant impressions? Some people just have souls that reach out to you, guide you and watch over you, regardless of wether they know you exist or not. He doesn't know I exist, and I am aware of that. But I know he does, and to me, in my life, that has made a world of difference. I am forever grateful and and will always have endless love for him.

Lamb - I cry
One day I met a precious soul
Whose words had touched my heart
His poetry resounded so
It tore my soul apart
But when I tried my thoughts to speak
Emotion made my mind so weak
And time stood still for years and years
I bathed him in my tears

I cried, I cried
Tears of joy tears of pain
I cried, I cried
Tears of love again and again

Some people turn to pills and things
To help them through the day
To take them up or down or just
To ease the blues away
But me I really want to feel
The ups and downs of life so real
Happy or sad emotions reign
My tears flow just the same

I cried, I cried
Tears of joy tears of pain
I cried, I cried
Tears of love again and again

Gonna burn so completely I leave no trace

Though so many out there would laugh in my face
For wearing emotion so close to the skin
Condemn me they might if to love's such a sin

Counting down to exam day...

Song of the day: Depeche Mode - Shine

I've been fever- and painfree for a while now, but I'm still not feeling quite myself. As per usual after the flu, I get this horrid cough that lingers on for weeks, causing me to not sleep very well at all. As a result I didn't fall asleep properly until 6 this morning, overslept and missed my first lecture of the day. In 7 days I'll be having an exam, so part of me felt that I should've been there, but I'm not getting much out of zooming through diseases, viruses and bacteriae with the speed of light - writing notes and studying on my own works much better, so that's what I did for four hours. Not sure how much of it that's actually sticking, though - I'm having trouble keeping umpteen different contagions and their diseases apart. I'm confident I'll pass, that's for sure, but I think I can forget about that A I've been aiming for. I blame the swineflu.

What else is going on? Not much, honestly. Oh, wait! My fellow devotional and fanatic fangirl Sigrid, who went with me to Arvika this summer, has decided to come with me to London in December, and has booked the flight, a hotel room and gotten herself a ticket to the same show I have! I didn't think it was possible to look forward to that trip any more than I already am, but apparently it is! Now I have someone to obsess and discuss and go "fap fap fap" to after the concert! Now, if only she hadn't brought to my attention that tickets for the show the previous day are available on Ebay at not-so-horrible prices... *grumble*

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	September 8, 2007 Urban Word of the Day The onomatopoeic representation of masturbation. Often used to suggest that something is attractive. Did you see those Natalie Portman pics? *fap fap fap*

Also, today, I became a member of Arsenal Norway! And my livingroom now looks like this ^^