will you still love me when I've got nothing but my aching soul

Sometimes in life, things have to be bad before they get good. It sounds illogical, but it's the truth. The only good example I have, is diseases. In order to cure a disease, sometimes you have to make your body worse before you can cure it. I'm currently sat in my dark bedroom, where the only light source is my vanilla scented candle. It's probably horrible for my eyes, but it's so cozy. Today has been a really good day. I've been independent on my "praksis" the last few days, and it's actually really enjoyable. It's surprised me how much I enjoy this "praksis", and how much I enjoy talking with elderly people. Also, it's always nice to see all the different interior. Today I was at a person who's not that old, and has an impeccable interior style in my opinion. Totally looked like an interior magazine. Hands down, it really did. Rather than "praksis", I've just been slouching on the couch, and then I went for a nap, in which I managed to smash a fly on my face. That's-- lovely. In other words, I've not been productive at all. Tomorrow, however, I am going to be productive. Yes (oh god, I hope I will. Or else I'm going to be depressed about my progress). Except if I'm meeting up with Oyster tomorrow? Tonight I might enjoy myself with a film. And some tea and the moon. Because I don't have any curtains at the moment, I don't really like being inside my bedroom at nights, because it feels like everyone else can look inside. And yeah, my bedroom faces the road just outside, so. But the upside is that I can shut off all the lights and watch the moon. Right now I'm trying to watch the Youtube videos I've not yet watched. Oh, I just remembered, in my conversation with my old neighbor last night, we started talking about the television show "The Ward". I just found that a bit hilarious. Also, Kiwi is the only one who wants to attend the Kodaline in December, which I already suspected, as I know Sugar and my belieber friend don't know who they are. I've not asked anyone else, but I'm pretty sure no one else wants to tag along. Perhaps Marble? Who knows? It's the kind of thing you can't really know for sure. I can't say that I don't like a genre, or an artist, or anything really, before I listen to a song. And that's something too-- I might not like an artist overall, but I can still find a song or two of them, which I love. Right, want to say sleep tight, but it's only 8:30 pm. But it feels like midnight to me.  

he's my sun, he makes me shine like diamonds

I was planning to finish reading The Fault In Our Stars today, but I woke up a lot later than expected, and then I remembered these multiple choice-testes I needed to get done until tomorrow. And well, that was shit (meaning: cursing at my computer screen and everything and everyone around me, hitting the bed, etc). I just want the summer vacation to be here now. Oh well- I am going to learn how to insert a peripheral venous catheter (PVC), infusion and a catheter. So I guess it'll be rather exciting. As of yesterday; I didn't take that many pictures, although my friends probably thinks I did. The kilo-gang just doesn't like standing still, and trying to take a proper picture with everyone in it-- well, that's impossible. Oh well, apart from getting smoke in my face (a lot) and not being twenty myself, it was a really lovely night. We all had to do these impromptu speeches, which, well, I suck at words and feelings in general. So you can imagine how that went. Apparently, it's a tradition, which means we've done it several times (I can only remember one time? But to be fair, I have a really bad memory). Initially I thought we we're going to play that game where you whisper something to the one next to you, and they continue until the last person has to say whatever they heard and interpreted out loud. So when Kiwi pointed to me and told me to start I said "okay, give me a minute". And the first thing I thought about was snap-backs. But then I realised we weren't playing that game at all. I tend to misinterpret everything Kiwi says to me. It's not even a joke- I do it all the time. Alright, I'm going to head for the shower now, and try to read some before the night comes. 

will you still love me when I got nothing but my aching soul

I think today is going to be a great day. I woke up, feeling a bit groggy because the sun woke me up two hours before I was planning to wake up, so I snoozed off again. At 11:00 am, I got dressed and headed downstairs to eat breakfast and drink a cup of tea whilst reading fan fiction. And then I headed to the library to collect the books that I've ordered- in which one of them is The Mystery of Mercy Close! Sadly it's in Norwegian, but I'm going to get the English version of it anyway, so I'm not that bothered. Thus far I've got nine books that I want to read this summer. I think maybe I've gone a bit overboard, but considering the amount of fan fictions I read, surely I can manage nine books? If it's an exciting book and I have time, I can probably read it in one day. Exception: Marian Keyes books tend to be between 500-600 pages long, and I cannot read that in one day (at least I think so? Can't remember last time I've read a Marian Keyes book). I'm going to go now, you know, try to get ready for the birthday celebration. I have this really bad habit of estimating too little time for everything. Before I go though, I'm going to leave you with my current playlist:

"novus"
1. Feel The Love by Rudimental ft. John Newman
2. Waiting All Night by Rudimental ft. Ella Eyre
3. Young And Beautiful by Lana Del Rey
4. Intro by The xx