Saturday, September 29, 2007

Jeg krever å bety noe.

Bare en tanke: Jeg tror jeg automatisk ikke gidder å være venn med folk som jeg ikke betyr noe for.
Jeg må vite i meg at jeg betyr noe.
Ellers blir de bare til vage bekjentskaper.

Friday, September 28, 2007

Dans!

Denne uken (forrige lørdag til i dag, fredag) har jeg danset 14 kurs!
Fordi det var dancemania week på kgb.
Dancefusion
HipHop 3
HipHop 3
Klassisk 3 m/tå
Funkjazz 2
Funkjazz 3
Moderne 2
Jazz 4
Teaterdans 2
Teaterdans 3
Jazz 4
Jazz 5
HipHop 2
Teaterdans 3

WEEE! =D litt stiv støl blåmerker au, men pytt! Je suis elsker å danse! hihi.!

Dansevennene mine er hyggelige.
Jeg kan aldri tenke meg at du gir opp. Du er ikke en sånn person som gir opp.

Motivert til å fortsette og være meg? JEPPHEPP!
=D

Sunday, September 23, 2007

jada-.

I dag har jeg sittet i fire timer og ventet på at moren min skal komme seg ut av huset sånn at jeg skal få gjort noe.

Jeg liker best å være rundt folk jeg ikke kjenner. Eller. Som kanskje ikke kjenner meg. Jeg misliker hvis folk tror de kjenner meg. Men kanskje enda mer hvis de faktisk gjør det. Jeg vil ikke at folk skal kjenne meg. Jeg vil ikke at noe skal kunne forventes. Eller kunne forklares.

Jeg vil være fri. Fra alle oppfatninger.

If you knew

My body is a cage that keeps me
From dancing with the one I love
I'm standing on a stage
Of fear and self-doubt
It's a hollow play
You're standing next to me
That calls darkness light
Though my language is dead
Whose name I don't know
We take what we're given
Just because you've forgotten
That don't mean you're forgiven
That screams my name at night
Set my spirit free

I don't want to hear the noises on TV
I don't want it faster, I don't want it free
I don't want to show you what they've done to me
I don't want to see what they've done to you
I don't want to give them my name and address
I don't want to see what happens next
I don't want to live in my father's house no more

You're in denial
You're in denial, and I know
Well, what's my name?
I don't know
Maybe you could telephone
Call me if you're on your own
I can't feel anything at all
But I would die for you
All that I'd ever seen
All that I'd ever been
All that I'd ever wanted
I had it all
But I never thought
I did
No no no no,
Die for you...

A lovestruck romeo sings a streetsus serenade
Anyway what you gonna do about it?
When you wanna realise it was just that the time was wrong, Juliet?
How can you look at me as if I was just another one of your deals?
You can fall for pretty strangers and the promises they hold
Now you just say oh, romeo, yeah, you know I used to have a scene with him
I cant do everything but Id do anything for you
I cant do anything except be in love with you

Time takes care of the wound
So I can believe
You had so much to give
You thought I couldn't see
A kiss "Goodnight" from every
Stranger that I meet
But what am I still to you
Some thief who stole from you?
Or, some fool drama queen
Whose chances were few?
That brings us to who we need
We come together
Making chance in the starlight
I have no right to wonder
Just how, or when
I miss my beautiful friend
I have to send it away
To bring her back again.

A world of empty streets
You've got your reasons
And me I've got mine
Were just lies to buy myself some time
No way of knowing
What any man will do
An ocean of violence
Between me and you
I'm gonna work it out
Cause time wont work it our for you

I must go on standing
You can't break that which isn't yours
I'm not my own, it's not my choice

They form a pattern
Yet to be matched
On the surface simplicity
But the darkest pit in me
I love him, I love him
I love him, I love him
She loves him, she loves him
She loves him, she loves him
This time
I'm gonna keep me all to myself
And he makes me want to hurt myself again

I never loved nobody fully
Always one foot on the ground
And by protecting my heart truly
I hear in my mind all these voices
I hear in my mind all these words
I hear in my mind all this music
And it breaks my heart
And suppose I never met you
Suppose we never fell in love
Suppose I never ever let you kiss me so sweet and so soft
All my friends say that of course its gonna get better

You're a dancer on thin ice
You pay no heed to the danger
And less to advice
But with knowledge of your sin
You throw your love to all the strangers
Just to see what you will find
With the crazy balance of your mind
It takes love over gold
And mind over matter
To do what you do that you must

It's a God awful small affair
And her daddy has told her to go,
But her friend is no where to be seen.
But the film is sadd'ning bore
For she's lived it ten times or more.
She could spit in the eyes of fools
As they ask her to focus on
Sailors
Fighting in the dance hall.
Oh man!
It's the freakiest show.
Take a look at the lawman
Beating up the wrong guy.
Is there life on Mars?

We can reach the sea
They won't follow me
We'll make it if we run!
Run from the memory
A name that I don't need
Stop now before it's too late
Nothing lasts forever
That's the way it's gotta be
For me

You are my sweetest downfall
I loved you first, I loved you first
Told me I was beautiful and came into my bed
And he kissed me 'til the mornin' light
Yeah we couldn't destroy a single one
And history books forgot about us
And the bible didn't mention us, not even once

This is our last goodbye
I hate to feel the love between us die
But its over
This is our last embrace
Must I dream and always see your face
Well, maybe its just because I didnt know you at all
Kiss me, please kiss me
But kiss me out of desire, babe, and not consolation
You didnt know him at all, oh, you didnt know
Thinking so hard on her soft eyes and the memories
Offer signs that its over... its over

Born illegitimately
To a whore, most likely
He became an orphan
Oh what a lovely orphan he was
Now his love story had begun
Oh how he loved prison
How awfully lovely was prison
His greatest love was executed
The pure romance was undisputed
All those beautiful boys
Pimps and queens and criminal queers
All those beautiful boys
Tattoos of ships and tattoos of tears

Tuesday, September 18, 2007

Hotell for de rare

Mamma: Mads? Det striregner ute. Du kan jo bare overnatte her, så kjører jeg dere til skolen i morgen.
Mads & Juliet: øh?
Mamma: Ja, vi er jo så vant med å ha overnattingsgjester her. Blir nesten litt tomt uten.


Julie: Var det...det, liksom?
Julie: ja...?
Julie: Haha, det er så typisk deg å bare slutte og snakke med folk... Det kunne bare skjedd med deg.

Wednesday, September 12, 2007

Når man ikke orker å bry seg

Akkurat nå er jeg så sliten at jeg kunne lagt meg ned for å dø og det hadde bare vært en lettelse.

Saturday, September 8, 2007

Bruk og Kast

Generelt - jeg digger det. Bruk og kast kulturen er genial.-

Poenget er at den må inbefatte flere ting. Ikke bare det materielle.

En verden full av bruk og kast-forhold. Bruk og kast-vennskap.
Dette høres muligens type litt horete ut, men i teorien er det jo ingenting galt i det. Så lenge man tenker. Tenk så mange flere mennesker man kan bli kjent med! Så mye mer man opplever, lærer. Genialt.

Wednesday, September 5, 2007

Hvor skal vi putte meg?

...
Mamma: Ja, men jeg og Hilde skal på visning halv syv. I en leilighet nede i Durudveien.
Juliet: Oja, trenger Hilde ny leilighet?
Mamma: Nei, det er til meg.
...

Sunday, September 2, 2007

De 10 bud

for at Juliet skal overleve rundt deg eller andre mennesker.
  1. Aldri tvil på meg, mine valg.
  2. Ikke mas på meg.
  3. Ikke døm meg.
  4. Ikke ta på/vær nær meg, hvis jeg ikke stoler på deg. (jeg stoler på minusnull, så generelt sett - bare glem det) Les boken "The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time"
  5. Ikke skrem meg.
  6. Ikke forvent noe av meg.
  7. Godta at jeg ikke vil fortelle deg noe.
  8. Ikke forvent at jeg kommer til å sende deg melding/svare på melding. Se filmen "Crazy/Beautiful"
  9. Ikke tro at jeg kommer til å snakke om noe seriøst med deg. Se filmen "Breakfast on Pluto"
  10. Ikke spør meg spørsmål.