I don't know. I honestly have no clue... *sigh* It ain't supposed to be easy is it? Ever? Miao... So the update is as following: I've been at this year's last great parties and I dearsay they were great; the alcohol was litterally flowing. Down my throat that is. And I had great fun and enjoyed myself in general. So why do I complain? What can possibly twist my brain to that extent when all seems so great? Lots of things, loads actually. I think humanity is doomed to gloom. If all is well we go out of our ways to find something that makes us able to feel miserable.

On dreams

They say you dream insane dreams to stay sane. I dream normal dreams, where I feel happy and great. That must mean something. I trust it means I'm at least partially insane on the coocoo-train to nutcracker city. And that's reassuring. But it's kinda cute if my subconciousness is trying to cheer me up, and I'd rather be happy in my dreams than not at all. All the great what-ifs I get to experience. 

Nerves

Exam in less than 9 hours. Hopelessly badly prepared for this... I need a hug.

I write sins, and tradgedies, and about whatever I feel like

I'm noting that I write alot nowadays. It's kinda odd really. Or maybe not? It may be the exam closing up on me that makes me desperate for things to do other than studying. It may be my life in general that opens up for this kind of activity and/or therapy. It may even be the casual remembrance that I actually have a blog. I wonder though, is anybody still reading this?  If not, one might wonder why I still bother to write. Why not, I say, since I have to write this anyways somewhere, why not here?

Snowboard!!!!!!! and one more for good measure: !

Oh great big yawns. I'm outright sleepy allready, and it's barely past six. The effect of snow in the system I suppose. And the snow IS in the system, and no wonder. My last fall had me tumbling in every thinkable direction. Yes. So with the powder snow, the properly prepped slopes, and with a rather suiting population, I can give this day a good grade!

I dreamed a dream, wide awake.

It was a fantastic night. No stars on the winter night, the constant noise of a car-subwoofer and constantly freezing toes. I had laid down in my bed to watch Charlie and the chocolate factory on dvd and curled the quilt around me in a most intricate fashion. The song "I dreamed a dream" from Les Miserables kept churning in my mind as it had for days. And suddendly, in a moment of clarity, in a moment so beautifull that stars came out just for me, and all sounds hushed, time slowed to a halt. For there, in that flash of a second I could most certainly feel you in my arms, close to me in an embrace of passion and love. And my heart skipped a beat for you as it started to race. For truly, I was graced by a visit by Freya and Aphrodite, Isis and Branwen. 

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                

On a side note: Having I dreamed a dream or any other Les Miserables song on your mind is seldom a bad thing.... Unless they are remakes or hopeless translations.