So why did I decide to have a blog in English?
It's easy.
I'm just THAT much of an attention whore, and it just so happens to be that I don't only have Swedish friends, so. Here ya go (Keegan) ;)
I'm just THAT much of an attention whore, and it just so happens to be that I don't only have Swedish friends, so. Here ya go (Keegan) ;)
I hope that whoever reads this can overlook the fact that English is NOT my first language.
(this will also help me to get better grade)
. . .
I'm starting this day as any other day when I have the time.
I wake up. Making coffee. Smoking a cigarette. Brushing my teeth. Drink Coffee. And always with some good music in the background to help me wake up.
It's my morning ritual, everybody has one. I think that the morning ritual defines who you are in a small way. My morning ritual shows I like doing things in my own way and don't like to stress. Can't deal with this motherfucking stress.
I wake up. Making coffee. Smoking a cigarette. Brushing my teeth. Drink Coffee. And always with some good music in the background to help me wake up.
It's my morning ritual, everybody has one. I think that the morning ritual defines who you are in a small way. My morning ritual shows I like doing things in my own way and don't like to stress. Can't deal with this motherfucking stress.
It's toooo.... Stressful..
I've never understood those people who wake up 5 minutes before their bus arrives and still make it in time. It's a fucking mystery.
I've never understood those people who wake up 5 minutes before their bus arrives and still make it in time. It's a fucking mystery.
My plans for today is to try taking on the dirty dishes that's been piling up. It's beginning to become a pretty big fucking pile.
sigh..
I don't wanna deal with that shit today.
A girl gotta do what a girl gotta do.
A girl gotta do what a girl gotta do.
-_-
I'm shutting the hell up now, you should to, while you are listening to this song.
