Elliott Smith always knows how to give me goosebumbs
I just watched Paranoid Park. It wasn't all that, the story wasn't that interesting. The main character was cute though.
The music was nice. I just turned the movie on and got to the menu and BAM - Elliott Smith "The White Lady Loves You More".
Made me shiver. Daaamn that he died. =(
Tonight I'm off to someone named Särneö. I don't know if I've met him, I really can't remember that. He's Gustav's friend and I'm going there with Gustav, Amanda and Solberg. I think it's a party. Though I'm not sure. Gustav told me to try to get alcohol, anyways. That's all I know. HEH. Yesterday I hung out with Solberg at her school after my mathstest. Was nice. Then she, Amanda, Gustav, (Solberg's classmate) Johanna and I went to Café Karma for a few hours. Then Amanda, Solberg and I took the bus home to Amanda and watched a Julia Roberts-movie and baked chocolate-cake. Then we went back to Kungsbacka and met Jokke and Tim and Jokke screamed at a bus-driver that she was a "jävla bitterfitta" (translates to: Damn Bitter-Pussy. Sounds very reasonable in swedish and yes, young people use that word). HAH. We didn't really do anything else except make Tim buy me and Amanda smokes.
And dad gave me skincare products this morning. Like face-creams he didn't want and such. Weirdness.
Now I'm off to shower. My room is cold as fuck.
The music was nice. I just turned the movie on and got to the menu and BAM - Elliott Smith "The White Lady Loves You More".
Made me shiver. Daaamn that he died. =(
Tonight I'm off to someone named Särneö. I don't know if I've met him, I really can't remember that. He's Gustav's friend and I'm going there with Gustav, Amanda and Solberg. I think it's a party. Though I'm not sure. Gustav told me to try to get alcohol, anyways. That's all I know. HEH. Yesterday I hung out with Solberg at her school after my mathstest. Was nice. Then she, Amanda, Gustav, (Solberg's classmate) Johanna and I went to Café Karma for a few hours. Then Amanda, Solberg and I took the bus home to Amanda and watched a Julia Roberts-movie and baked chocolate-cake. Then we went back to Kungsbacka and met Jokke and Tim and Jokke screamed at a bus-driver that she was a "jävla bitterfitta" (translates to: Damn Bitter-Pussy. Sounds very reasonable in swedish and yes, young people use that word). HAH. We didn't really do anything else except make Tim buy me and Amanda smokes.
And dad gave me skincare products this morning. Like face-creams he didn't want and such. Weirdness.
Now I'm off to shower. My room is cold as fuck.