søndag 9. september 2007

Generell misnøye

Jeg føler ikke for å være en trivelig person i dag. Jeg fryser. Jeg er litt uggen. Jeg vil ha kos. Jeg haaaaater mesteparten av såkalte singer/songwriters. Jeg liker ikke engang Bob Dylan (hører du Cec?? DYLAN ER KJEDELIIIIIIG!!!!!). Jeg hater håret mitt just nu. Jeg føler meg feit. Jeg synes FrP er horrible. Jeg skulle ønske jeg var tøffere. Jeg vil at det skal slutte å regne. Jeg gidder ikke se film. Jeg vil bli filmstjerne. Jeg bør file neglene. Jeg har spreng høytaleren på Tivoli-radioen min.

Ha en crappy dag.

(Jeg lover å være blid som ei lerke hele neste uke! As usual!)

Også hater jeg folk som absolutt skal dele alt med alle via bloggen sin.

1 kommentar:

C sa...

ABBA - Mamma Mia:
Mamma mia, here I go again
My my, how can I resist you?
Mamma mia, does it show again?
My my, just how much I've missed you
Yes, I've been brokenhearted
Blue since the day we parted
Why, why did I ever let you go?
Mamma mia, now I really know,
My my, I could never let you go

Bob Dylan - Like a rolling stone:
Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people
They're drinkin', thinkin' that they got it made
Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts and things
But you'd better lift your diamond ring, you'd better pawn it babe
You used to be so amused
At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used
Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse
When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose
You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal.

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

I REST MY CASE!