If you're feeling sinister

I've done nothing. Just felt like confessing to that right away. No reading, looking at papers or studying whatsoever, even though i finally had a chanse to catch up. But no. I read my random Coelho book, surfed the net, started a novel, sent out som St Patrick-day greetings, cut my hair, did my brows. Had tea. Pain au chocolat. Coffe. Pain au chocolat, made dinner, ate, did laundrey (which is quite a handful these days), dishes, surfed, tried to learn the lyrics to a nancy 3ajram-song, made some calls, didn't leave the house. And so the day went. Everyone is gone right now. On trips, or just went home. Feels nice to have some tranquility. I shoe-shopped yesterday, and bought a skirt the day before, to support the Sudanese refugees here (God this country is a shithole when it comes to aid, any aid), and well because i wanted the bloody skirt. Had supper with Elin and her dad before she went home (had a lovely time)

But now instead of getting shitfaced at Finns or with my mates on Mama Dee's couch, or dancing with the irish geezers i have to go to bed and focus on not being somniac when the alarm goes off in a few hrs, so that i can go back to that godforsaken excuse for a learninginstalt and feel like i'm the bad kid in some american highschool-film. I'm such a deer caught i the headlights right now. I know i could do this if it just hadn't been for the system. Yes, i said it. It's just not made for people like me, but by all means, i am happy for the 95% that this actually works for, but i just can't deal with it. I am spending most of my days contemplating social systems, concidering public punishment in particular. The you-will-be-raised-our-way system, and if we fail, you will suffer. I wish people could take more responsibility for their own lives instead of having to be pushed into this pattern of expectencies. Oh well, thank you for joining Anarchy 101. C U Next Tuesday.