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Home again! after 4 weeks of travelling in portugal and france with a mother who's afraid of hights, a brother who talks to much, a little sister who acts tough, but still wants me to tickle her back, another little sister whos humor is the blackest I've ever known, and who collects barbies, plus a father who is just kind all the time, especially when i'm in a bad mood=when it annoys me, it's GOOD to be home.4 weeks is a very long time. This year it felt very different, because the first two weeks I spend missing my friends, and the next two I spend worrying while looking forward to starting my Efterskole. Btw, I've received a list of what will happen the fírst day, locate rooms, introduction, say goodbye to parents, more introduction and all that. I've also gotten the yearplans, and it looks damn exciting. I sear, after 4 weeks with the family, I'm looking forward to moving out and into the school. Thomas. Julie and me are planning a hippie camp either with tents on some field, or in thomas' uncle's bungalow in jutland. I figure it'll be about 5 days with no bra-wearing, pot, laughing and having fun. I've decided I'll wear wooden shoes and make porridge every morning:p
Inside thing are okay. during the travelling, I got some depri thoughts, and listened to bright eyes a little, but it was like it was only thoughts and not feelings (or the other wáy around) because either my heads gotten wiser, or my soul has, since winter, because every time depression turns in, one of them always pushes it away. I see much lighter on things, and common sense seems to have won in me. It's just hard for me to be without my friends. I don't remember if I told you earlier, that I needed to be with someone all the time, because if I was alone, thoughts would start to come? Yeah, I'm not afraid of becoming lonely again, because I know that I won't, but it some how still sits in me, because I'm not used to going that long without people my age. It' weird, that when I got home,I suddenly felt much older and wiser, like I'd really learned a lot from being away, and maybe I have, without realising it. I don't really feel like drinking again, it's really just stupid. I think maybe I'm returning a bit to Anne sofie and Marie, you know, my friends from 8th grade, who are really clever and are very decent. about a year ago I started seing them as being just like 'the teacher's best friends' that never did anything wrong, but now I'm realising they are actually just.. smart. cool. you know, right. And that it was me who got on the wrong track. I'm so so grateful that they're still holding on to me after how badly I've treated them, I just hope I will be able to do the same for them. they are the best friends I ever had, and the ones who know me the best. I've somehow maked myself believe it was my friends from drama school, but haven't taking into inconsidering, that I've only known them for a year, and I've known Marie and Annes Sofie since I was six. wow, all these things didn't even make sense before I wrote them down... weird. Well, I'm not sure about anything right now, and we'll see how thingsturn out on my efterskole:) I'm... happy, I guess.
yeah, okay, enough selfanalysing.. sorry bout that.. I'm learning Sweet Jane on my guitar woo-hoo!! Yeah I kknow, it's a ridiculously easy song, and I should be playing something a lot more difficult, considering I've played guitar almost two years now, but I just never learned it, because I didn't really know it, but now I'm getting more into the Velvets, and decided to learn it!
Inside thing are okay. during the travelling, I got some depri thoughts, and listened to bright eyes a little, but it was like it was only thoughts and not feelings (or the other wáy around) because either my heads gotten wiser, or my soul has, since winter, because every time depression turns in, one of them always pushes it away. I see much lighter on things, and common sense seems to have won in me. It's just hard for me to be without my friends. I don't remember if I told you earlier, that I needed to be with someone all the time, because if I was alone, thoughts would start to come? Yeah, I'm not afraid of becoming lonely again, because I know that I won't, but it some how still sits in me, because I'm not used to going that long without people my age. It' weird, that when I got home,I suddenly felt much older and wiser, like I'd really learned a lot from being away, and maybe I have, without realising it. I don't really feel like drinking again, it's really just stupid. I think maybe I'm returning a bit to Anne sofie and Marie, you know, my friends from 8th grade, who are really clever and are very decent. about a year ago I started seing them as being just like 'the teacher's best friends' that never did anything wrong, but now I'm realising they are actually just.. smart. cool. you know, right. And that it was me who got on the wrong track. I'm so so grateful that they're still holding on to me after how badly I've treated them, I just hope I will be able to do the same for them. they are the best friends I ever had, and the ones who know me the best. I've somehow maked myself believe it was my friends from drama school, but haven't taking into inconsidering, that I've only known them for a year, and I've known Marie and Annes Sofie since I was six. wow, all these things didn't even make sense before I wrote them down... weird. Well, I'm not sure about anything right now, and we'll see how thingsturn out on my efterskole:) I'm... happy, I guess.
yeah, okay, enough selfanalysing.. sorry bout that.. I'm learning Sweet Jane on my guitar woo-hoo!! Yeah I kknow, it's a ridiculously easy song, and I should be playing something a lot more difficult, considering I've played guitar almost two years now, but I just never learned it, because I didn't really know it, but now I'm getting more into the Velvets, and decided to learn it!