Sorry for neglecting this journal in case somebody wanted to read it (which I highly doubt), I am an arse.
I got "Elephant Shoe" by Arab Strap in the mail today. It kind of amuses me that they have a "parental guidance - explicit content" sticker on the cover, you don't
them too much around here. The record suits my mood, or the lack of it, perfectly.
Yesterday it snowed and today it's raining, so expect the pure white turn into ugly gray soon.
I am damn tired still. Having a holiday of my own didn't help much, I'm afraid I'll probably pass only one course out of four. History, that is, remains almost as the only subject I am really interested in anymore. I might be taking up a new hobby after christmas (see, I refuse to capitalize it, a rebel!) and I'm hoping it could be the answer to all of my problems that exist but have no definite source I could point out. Except for, well, me.
Already dreaming of summer: Hultsfredfestivalen in Sweden, I most definitely need to get there.