Are we happy plastic people
Under shiny plastic steeples
With walls around our weakness
And smiles to hide our pain
But if the invitation’s open
To every heart that has been broken
Maybe then we close the curtain
On our stained glass masquerade

So I tuck it all away, like everything’s okay
If I make them all believe it, maybe I’ll believe it too
So with a painted grin, I play the part again
So everyone will see me the way that I see them

Is there anyone who’s been there
Are there any hands to raise
Am I the only one who’s traded
In the altar for a stage

The performance is convincing
And we know every line by heart
Only when no one is watching
Can we really fall apart

But would it set me free
If I dared to let you see
The truth behind the person
That you imagine me to be

A New Era 16.07.07

i miss you...

The Greatest Evil Is Indifference

Today I have been exhausted. I am so tired of pushing and pushing and pushing my life forward in some direction I can't even see where's headed. I feel like every little push drains me so much that each time I want to give up. I can't understand why I'm still standing. I haven't had a hard life. I haven't had anything significantly bad happen to me, or been the victim of cruel injustice. I just feel tired... When I think of other people that I've known, peers and friends, I wonder if they ever feel the same way. How can they just go on and on and on, without getting tired? Maybe they are motivated by what they are doing, maybe they feel more refreshed by doing exactly what they are doing. My question would then be... Why don't I feel the same way?

In my first period today I was listening to my teacher lecturing about Kepler, Galileo, Copernicus, Einstein etc. They are the great thinkers and inventors of our time, yet they had a very "poor" life. They were sick very often, they didn't have allot of money and the ones that our teacher mentioned today, didn't have pleasant deaths either. They contributed allot to science and to the development of this world, yet they didn't have a "nice" life. You could argue; how would you define a nice life? Maybe for them, they did have a nice life. They were doing what they were passionate about. How else could you explain why they used so much time and energy and sacrifice so much for their research?

Maybe this is why i feel so tired. I'm not doing what I'm supposed to do. Or maybe life in general is just hard, and we never reach the top of the mountain.

Valentines day

This is what i got for valentines day.
isn't it cute?

didn't really think i would get anything, so this is a surprise.

Jelly Belly

Dette er noe av det merkeligst snopet som finnes.
Jelly Beans kommer i mange forskjellige smaker, blant annet så er det en som smaker som en såpe, det er en av de blå, du får smakt noe som smaker pepper aktig, det er den rød, og så har vi diverse drinker man kan smake om man putter flere beans i munnen....