HEAD DOWN AS I WATCH MY FEET TAKE TURNS HITTING THE GROUND
EYES SHUT, I FOUND MYSELF RUNNING AND FACING THE EARTH
AND IM SOAKED IN THE MUD
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
GREETINGS
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
Monday, December 28, 2009
LITTLETHINGSMAKEMEHAPPY
im so happy right now. i have waited too long. the thing is that
i was sick for almost a week and for that i can blame angina, hello.
my throat was killing me for the past couple of days but today, believe it or not
i felt better, compared with the other days. so i gathered all the courage in me and i tried to sing after a long long brake. this means only one thing- im healing
being sick has also its positive effects like staying at home and doing nothing
for example yesterday when i couldn`t get any sleep i found my pen-case and started drawing.
i thought about downloading the picture on my blog- yes, thats what i will do.
but right now im heading outside. i got a delivery from Norway which i gotta pick up
from the postoffice. so here i go into the snow !
liis
i was sick for almost a week and for that i can blame angina, hello.
my throat was killing me for the past couple of days but today, believe it or not
i felt better, compared with the other days. so i gathered all the courage in me and i tried to sing after a long long brake. this means only one thing- im healing
being sick has also its positive effects like staying at home and doing nothing
for example yesterday when i couldn`t get any sleep i found my pen-case and started drawing.
i thought about downloading the picture on my blog- yes, thats what i will do.
but right now im heading outside. i got a delivery from Norway which i gotta pick up
from the postoffice. so here i go into the snow !
liis
Friday, December 25, 2009
SHAKESPEARE
Who is it that says most, which can say more,Than this rich praise, that you alone, are you?In whose confine immured is the store,Which should example where your equal grew.Lean penury within that pen doth dwell,That to his subject lends not some small glory,But he that writes of you, if he can tell,That you are you, so dignifies his story.Let him but copy what in you is writ,Not making worse what nature made so clear,And such a counterpart shall fame his wit,Making his style admired every where.You to your beauteous blessings add a curse,Being fond on praise, which makes your praises worse.
sonett 84
sonett 84
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
Saturday, December 19, 2009
Friday, December 18, 2009
Thursday, December 17, 2009
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Friday, December 11, 2009
Thursday, December 10, 2009
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
BILER
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
Monday, December 7, 2009
Sunday, December 6, 2009
Saturday, December 5, 2009
Thursday, December 3, 2009
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