this is no longer my heart.
maybe i'll find a new one in italy.
see you after that.

young&drunk

someone told me yesternight
that friendships aren't relationships.
i think he should re-think that.

boys are stupid.

throw rocks at them.

just a place i miss.

i've been working for a week. helping out at the local newspaper which is chaos&total madness right now. when two newspapers decide to come together no one should think it's gonna be easy. ever.

on thursday i'll find out what kind of interesting music classes i can take in the fall. music history, production, styles... it will be awesome.

on saturday my sis' is playing a small acoustic gig at after eight's fabulous bazaar, an artsy fair where artsy people get together. after that i will rush off to vasa where another café is trying to open. there will be a fundraising where we will show a couple of movies made recently. it's exciting even for me, i haven't even seen the finished version of the latest creation!

and theeeen - party time! i feel i have the right to party, and i will do it with the best. nothing can stop me now. i am young!

//youngster&hoodlum

"i'm not there"

you should see that movie whether or not you know bob dylan. you should see it whether or not you believe in the power of words or music. poetry, expression, caring about the people. you should see it.

i despise the seventh rule of hiding, even though it's true:

"never create anything. it will be misinterpreted. it will chain you and follow you for the rest of your life, and it will never change."



//"sleep is for dreamers."