The Imaginarium of Liaautumn

I heard it was a special day, today

2012-02-14T19:01:00.003+01:00

Life goes on...

2012-02-12T16:11:00.003+01:00

The weeks pass quickly, tomorrow a new one starts. I had not even realised we were half into February until just now! Time flies. I bet summer will be here soon. And still there is snow on the ground here.

I read books, spend time marvelling over things I want to buy on the internet, worry about admission tests, not getting a job for summer, long for London... all those kind of stuff. Still, life goes on.

Saturday

2012-02-11T09:07:00.000+01:00

I have begun reading a new book, The Moonstone by Wilkie Collins, said to be the first modern detective novel. Thus far I find it good. It is well written. But then I have only read the a couple of dozen pages yet.

There are some other books that I would like to read, but I am thinking of going to Stockholm to see if I can find them at the library. It is not as cold today as it was yesterday. Yesterday one could hardly breathe (like always, but this time it was because of the coldness that is literally in the air) and I despised going outside more than ever. But today, though there is still snow, it is only a few degrees below zero Celsius.

I am writing about the weather. Notice that(?).

Later today I will go to my dear friend Emmy. It seems that I very often go to her place at weekends and stay over night. It is true. We have got a TV for ourselves at her place, and this weekend it comes in handy because I got the SHERLOCK Season 2 DVD and the Wilde film in my mailbox Wednesday, so we are going to watch those.

Emmy is on a diet but I eat more sweets than ever. I have no self-discipline when it comes to food. Not really any areas where I have self-discipline whatsoever though.

Now I am going for some second hand shopping. I hope I find something. Good day to you.

I wanna stay home - Jellyfish

2012-02-09T07:21:00.000+01:00

LIFE. Clock is just past seven. The song can never be truer to me than just now.

SHERLOCK Season 2 ordered!

2012-02-04T14:09:00.001+01:00

Finally! And at the same time I ordered the soundtrack to season one (that music is just... wow) and the film "Wilde" with Stephen Fry in the title role. I do hope it's good, I do think it is.

I ordered them all from Amazon.co.uk, which I can recommend 'cause I got an e-mail saying I will get my items already at the end of next week (AND I got free delivery because I ordered for over £25)!
Sorry, that was really commercial...ly. Anyways. I love Sherlock and I love homoerotic films. Enough said.

Weekend

2012-01-29T16:29:00.000+01:00

Spent with my dear friend Emmy. The best way to spend a weekend is to do everything you haven't had time to do during the workdays. Do nothing also. Relax. Sit still. Take a walk. Even though I am a sucker for sweet things, at weekends especially, I do feel rather healthy after having taken a walk and slept long.

I know I have things to do. Some things I have to really consider. And decisions I have to make after that. Soon. But I won't. Not today. It's easy saving up hard decisions, postponing moments of brooding and just wash away problems that have to be solved. I know.

I shall do it all. But not today. Not today. It's Sunday.

By the by, Emmy thinks I should start using my flickr account and actually begin uploading some photos. Maybe I shall.

And, my favourite classical piece right now:

Looking at trips to London

2012-01-23T20:28:00.001+01:00

for summer. Dreaming. I wish I lived there. In London. In a small, not too neat, apartment. With a friend, or two. Having somewhere to go everyday. Either work or school. Drama school perhaps. I wish. And having somewhere to go on weekends. Small gigs in pubs. Or to the theatre. Oh yes, the theatre! Or museums. Or just take walks in Hyde Park.

Wow, I can dream.

The Woman In Black

2012-01-20T21:50:00.000+01:00

Have to see this when it gets out...

A British, creepy movie with supernatural tendencies starring Daniel Radcliffe as the title role. I have high hopes about this one.

“Pursue some path, however narrow and crooked, in which you can walk with love and reverance.”

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—	Henry David Thoreau

(Far away) In the distance there's a beautiful horizon

2012-01-19T20:32:00.001+01:00

Wednesday: Looking for a life-partner

2012-01-18T20:40:00.002+01:00

Deep, intellectual, broody, quick-witted, imaginative and dapper. Preferably English, but not a must.

Finally arrived in the mail box

2012-01-16T21:37:00.001+01:00

When I got home from choir practice this evening I discovered that the necklace I had ordered just after Christmas from amazon.com, had arrived in the mail! And together with that - awesome Sherlock buttons that I found on Etsy! The cute little note left by the seller in the Etsy package made my evening...

Can you deduce what kind of a person I am from these three items?

Saturday.

2012-01-14T14:10:00.000+01:00

I've lost words. Cyclothymia.

Watched "Third Star"

2012-01-14T01:05:00.000+01:00

Cried. Definitely recommend it.

Got my Placebo CD today

2012-01-12T21:37:00.000+01:00

Offically classified by iTunes as "Indie Rock". Well, I guess... Anyway it is an AWESOME album.

Last night's episode of Sherlock was...

2012-01-09T18:11:00.002+01:00

Very good. I was really scared where I sat in the middle of the night watching it alone, but I also sniggered to myself a few times (while afraid to wake up the rest of the house). But the episode was very good. Can't say much more than that, yet.

So complex is the human spirit that it can itself scarce discern the deep springs which impel it to action.

2012-01-08T22:37:00.001+01:00

-Arthur Conan Doyle

All I do is listen to Placebo while being on my blog or searching the BBC Sherlock fandom, when really I should be working out a future in searching jobs and schools.

2012-01-08T11:36:00.000+01:00

But I just can't.

The conspicous shoes of a free thinker

2012-01-07T22:30:00.001+01:00

I don't know but somehow this picture makes me think that I could really be happy in my life with an actor, who can wear the handsomest, most stylistically pure set of black clothes on the red carpet, but still feels carefree enough to wear shoes such as these.

Nevermind the the "stylistic", or the red carpet at all!

What I mean is... let me believe these are the shoes of a free thinker, a dreamer, an achiever... and quite a funny spirit. I wish I could be like that. I try.

2012-01-06T18:32:00.000+01:00

Listening to James Vincent McMorrow while trying to sort out old shit (documents and pics) from my laptop. What a Friday eve! Had friends over for tea, literally that is. And I am reminded of how little real food and how much sweets I've lived on these past days that has been winterholidays. On Tuesday, school starts again. Last term of high school. Ever.

But first, it's weekend. And tomorrow I've got rehearsals with the guys from "Beauty and the Beast" (the musical I performed in this past autumn), for we have a 30 minute showcase to make for the Open-doors day at the theatre next weekend. I'm not really up for it much. Somehow I feel I am done with that production. I did my best, I put it first and foremost last term, in front of almost everything else. And now I just feel I have moved on.

I want to concentrate on the last term of school, and our production of "Urinetown", where I am proud to have a major role.And I want to focus on that. Whole-heartedly. It is what I have been working up to for these past three years. AND I will start to sing in my choir again. We're going to Wales this summer to participate in Llangollen International Music Eistedfod, and that feels truly amazing. I haven't quite understood if we're going yet, but I think I will.

I've also decided to quit my classical ballet class, and instead dance jazz in my free time. If dancing is to be dancing, I like to dance jazz more than ballet. But I will still miss it, and my muscles will miss the training it gives. I hope the jazz-class will give me as much as ballet did, and that it really will be both fun and good for the future.

Future. Please don't make me think about it. I've been stressed up about enough. I am too late to apply for universities in Britain, but I can't afford it either to never mind. This year. I do have to decide what I want to do all next year. What schools here in Sweden I shall apply to and maybe what jobs I could have a chance of getting...

Life, U YOU SO DIFFICULT?

"If we only could be like in the movies".

I want to be Benedict Cumberbatch. Or David Tennant. Or someone else with acclaimed and proved talent and who gets to act for a living. And in the UK too.

But here I am. Another Friday. The first one of the year. Let it be my year. Let my dreams come true. At least some of them. Please. Let me be unharmed, let me do something extraordinary, let me sing, let me not be myself for a time, let me succeed in something... and let me love and get love in return.

Disguises.

2012-01-05T12:10:00.000+01:00

I feel proud when I look at this... Check out TheNevergood's latest video here.

Seems? No, it is: I know not seems:

2012-01-04T19:41:00.000+01:00

It's not only my inky cloak, nor customary suits of solemn black, nor windy suspiration of forced breath.
No, nor the fruitful river in the eye, nor the dejected behaviour of the face, together with all forms, moods, shows of grief, that can denote me truly. These indeed seem, for they are actions that a man might play: but I have that within, which passeth show; these, but the trappings and the suits of woe.

Hitting an all time low

2012-01-04T17:37:00.000+01:00

Feeling it.

New tee...

2012-01-04T17:34:00.002+01:00

2012-01-04T14:46:00.000+01:00

“Human beings are a part of the whole, called by us “the universe,” a part limited in time and space. We experience ourselves, our thoughts and feelings, as something separated from the rest—a kind of optical delusion of our consciousness.
This delusion is a kind of prison for us, restricting us to our own personal desires and to affection for a few persons nearest to us. Our task must be to free ourselves from this prison by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature in its beauty.”

- Albert Einstein

A new season of BBC's Sherlock

2012-01-03T11:09:00.001+01:00

...has finally begun. This is by far the best shown on television for a long, long time.

Even though it is not a word for word adaption of the books (just the fact that it takes place in 21st century London instead of late 19th century), they have created the story ingeniously with even the smallest references to the books throughout. And the characters are very true to the books in a sense that would be plausible if Sherlock Holmes indeed had had the help of Iphones and DNA samples when Conan Doyle wrote about him. Do watch it.

I heart second hand shopping

2012-01-02T21:26:00.000+01:00

This is what I found today when looking for bargains at our nearets second hand store; a great (scary) film, golden (I don't think it's real gold tho) teaspoons and a wonderful CD by Coldplay. Almost too good for what I paid for them all. That is what I love about second hand. Even if I didn't find any clothes today, I am very content with what I did find.

A late christmas present

2012-01-02T15:01:00.002+01:00

The musical we're putting up at my high school this spring! This is both vocal and for piano (good for me to practice chords). Happy.

A new year has begun

2012-01-01T18:26:00.000+01:00

The earth has begun (according to our count) yet another journey round the star we call our sun... And in the world I live in, it means it is now the year 2012. Even though I think nobody knows for certain exactly what we are counting from. Days, hours... nothing can be exact. Like most things in the world.

I wish everyone who reads my blog (like... two people) a very fortunate year! I hope it for myself also.

Oh how I want this dress

2011-12-29T12:16:00.004+01:00

from RomanticThreads...

RomanticThreads Etsy Store

And it's on sale today too... only 450 usd, but still, it's money that I really can't spend at the time. If only I had a store near my house that'd sell these sort of gowns (preferably this exact model) or if I had lots of money... But no. I'll keep on dreaming though.

One day I'll get a dress like this. It's on my bucket list.

Winter season sale

2011-12-28T14:39:00.001+01:00

Got these lovelies yesterday, along with a pair of warm gray over-knees, nailpolish and three new sweaters (just plain black and grey ones).

Berlin (a little late)

2011-12-27T18:37:00.000+01:00

I was in Berlin with my family over Halloween this year and now when I've finally got time to work on my photographies from there, I thought I might as well post a few of them. :)

Photos copyright by me. :)

Goodnight

2011-12-26T23:56:00.000+01:00

Tomorrow I shall go into town to go shopping. The sale between Christmas and New Year has begun here and I'm gonna go looking for some sweet stuff.

The snow has completely driad away here. I miss it. I miss the peacefulness it gives even when there's a snowstorm. Now, tonight, there's only a storm. I'm not frightened. But last night it woke me up several times with trees from the little forest I've got behind my house, creaking and branches falling to the ground. And tonight I know will be at least as stormy.

But I've got a cosy bed with new bedsheets in black that I am about to jump into this very moment.

I have finally got time to write here on my blog! Amazing. Well. Yeah. It's because it's Christmas holidays. When school begins again I most surely won't write for a while again. But I won't promise anything, not even that, yet.

It's good I'm writing though. Need to practice my English if ever I am going to study abroad. Oh I wish.

Sweet dreams.

2011-12-26T22:13:00.000+01:00

In my place

2011-12-25T23:59:00.001+01:00

Yule-tide gifts from friends and family!
I also got bed sheets in black, a keyboard, and cosy pink scuffs in which I have walked 'round the house all day. Not really needed mentioning is that I am very grateful for all the gifts that I got this year.
I just miss the snow.

Christmas eve, in Sweden

2011-12-25T18:33:00.001+01:00

I celebrated at my cousins' place.

Christmas Eve passed quickly. I was quite tired - almost fell asleep in the sofa before even dinner or present-opening had started. Christmas was more of a big deal when I was younger, now it's just another eve together with family and relations one does not see too often. And one eats a lot of food and sweets (there are not too many vegetarian alternatives at the dinner table for me, but I eat more candy and pastries to compensate (not very healthy)).

I am glad Christmas is "over", but I rejoice in thinking of the presents I got yesterday. I am materialistic, but it makes me happy when I think of them, so.

Happy Yule!

2011-12-25T00:44:00.002+01:00

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Merry Christmas, Here's To Many More

2011-12-04T20:44:00.000+01:00

I really like this song, it made me feel all christmas:ey last year... Even though as an atheist I can't completely stand by the lyrics, I really like this song. I makes me feel good. :)

A poem by Walt Whitman

2011-11-28T17:44:00.001+01:00

O me! O life!... of the questions of these recurring;
Of the endless trains of the faithless--of cities fill'd with the foolish;
Of myself forever reproaching myself, (for who more foolish than I, and who more faithless?)
Of eyes that vainly crave the light--of the objects mean--of the struggle ever renew'd;
Of the poor results of all--of the plodding and sordid crowds I see around me;
Of the empty and useless years of the rest--with the rest me intertwined;
The question, O me! so sad, recurring--What good amid these, O me, O life?

Answer.

That you are here--that life exists, and identity;
That the powerful play goes on, and you will contribute a verse.

Future #1

2011-11-24T22:14:00.001+01:00

Been sitting all evening collecting names of universities and colleges in Britain, what courses I am interested in, what they cost and such... And I haven't gotten very far. But it feels good to do something. I've not got much time left in high school, it's time to choose, even if I won't study again until the year after next.

All these schools! All these courses I want to attend! So many choices, and decisions, and confusions and papers to fill in...

I know what I want... I think. I just don't know how. I don't have the courage to be certain I have what it takes, I don't have enough money either but at least I know I've got more in my head than in my pocket.

I just don't know what will become of me. My friends don't think I am worried about the future, that I am calm and that I take it easy when they talk and worry about it. But I am not. I am torn apart by what my dreams say to me and what little courage and self-confidence I have got. Oh how I wish I just knew I could make it into one of those drama courses... If I could just know I would be happy.

"Let it come. Let it fall."

2011-11-21T22:09:00.000+01:00

"We all want a world filled with peace and with joy..."

2011-11-17T21:39:00.000+01:00

What? Do we? Well... I suppose we do... Problem is though, each and every person wants this primarily for him/herself.

My teacher's a punk

2011-11-12T23:38:00.001+01:00

I just found out my Social Science (it's my least favourite subject in school) Teacher (whom I've also thought dull (up to this point)) is playing in a punk band (note the present tense). Suddenly my least favourite subject and my most dull teacher has become a little more interesting... It's funny 'cause he seems so not the type to like punk, and even less play it! He's what we in Sweden would call "mellanmjölk".

But if you're over 40, live in Sweden, and you still play punk shows in your spare time... you're pretty cool.

Had a wonderful yesterday evening with my friends celebrating my 18th birthday

2011-11-12T14:22:00.001+01:00

I love you all.

Eighteenth birthday presents :)

2011-11-09T21:46:00.000+01:00

As requested :P

I also got a blue dress with white dots (60s style - gotta love that style!) and a very Hermione-like wig! And a stereo, a little old-school style in my opinion. Anyways I'm really happy for all that I got (unnecessarily stated)!

Today I cried for the first time in my life out of joy

2011-11-09T21:13:00.001+01:00

I get to play Hope. And they told me I had an honesty in my acting which they needed for one of the leading roles in this musical.

Thanks, Emmy

2011-11-04T18:16:00.000+01:00

Today, the earth has circled the sun 18 times since I came into the world

2011-11-04T17:43:00.001+01:00

"Coming of age" is only what it is in the eye of the world around you. I feel no difference. Society treats you differently, other people treat you differently because society treats you differently. I am not changed, I don't feel I have to take any more responsibility than I already do. But society and the people around me will make me. In their eyes, I am "grown up" now. Apparently.

But actually nothing has happened. Except that the earth has circled the sun 18 times since the day of my birth, and that is not even an exact number, because it rotates faster every year, and besides, the rotation doesn't take exactly 365 "days" (days that does not even include exactly 24 "hours").

Any way. Before I start writing more nonsense, I shall stop. I have gotten a few presents already. Some of which I will post here for your(/my IRL friends' interests). Happy birthday to me.

Home again from Berlin

2011-11-01T08:19:00.000+01:00

But diving right into rehearsals for Beaty and the Beast so I will only (maybe) put up pictures from my trip if I get the time to do so.

Happy Halloween!

2011-10-28T08:44:00.005+02:00

Irene Adler costume (?!)

2011-10-27T23:21:00.000+02:00

So yes, I was trying to "be" Irene Adler for the year book photo... I was quite pleased with my costume though, even though I don't think it turned out so well when in front of the camera with the rest of my class in school. I don't know why I chose to dress up like this when one could be ANYTHING. I suppose it is because I have a (not-so) secret desire to dress like they did in the nineteenth century every day.

Anyways, here is the costume when I tried it out on the eve before the photo (without the real hair and makeup- styling):

Slightly edited so I don't look like a freak. Still do a bit though. Can't help it. You should have seen me dressed up like this in real. Or... no you should not have.

And, I had a sign saying "Irene Adler, London Prison". Just to make a point. Because no one could (and would) guess who/what I was supposed to be. But, I was quite self-satisfied with the turnout of the costume itself.

Why can't we dress in long skirts and corsets and humongous hats in today's society like they did in the nineteenth century? Fashion was so much more exciting back then...

Berlin tomorrow!

2011-10-27T22:46:00.001+02:00

Can't believe I am going! I have been longing to go there ever since I started listening to Tokio Hotel (and mainly discovering the beauty of the Germany in general). No, but honestly I've always found it tempting. Something like a mix of my capital Stockholm and London. Maybe it is not at all like such. I will have to see!

I have been having a terrible week, my head has been aching every day since Monday, and I have been avoiding school a lot. Recent watching of BBC's "Sherlock" might have helped me forming the idea of me having some psychosomatic injury because my throat is aching and my head is heavy, and especially during the moments when I think about having to go to school.

Any way, I cannot feel more relieved than I do already, that the Autumn holidays are coming up. Tomorrow is the last day of school, and then I am rid of it at least for a week. Starting with a trip to Berlin. It is a good way to start it I figure. Even though at the moment I am not so keen on leaving my comfortable room and lying reading a book munching cereals (which is kind of what I have been doing this whole week).

Basically there is a lot of things going on right now. Berlin tomorrow, lots of Beauty and the Beast rehearsals after that, my eighteenth birthday coming up, plays to attend, plans for another trip to Berlin in spring with Sofia, recording the album that is my great project in school, getting the roles for the musical and at the same do the things I like... Like reading, and create wonderful things in the theatre halls at Emmy's school with her. And write. And collect pictures. And just do nothing.

Having nothing to do is horrible. And have no time to do nothing also.

She wears the tears on her blouse, confused and racked with self doubt.

2011-10-26T21:57:00.000+02:00

Found it

2011-10-26T10:04:00.000+02:00

http://www.etsy.com/shop/PrettySnake?ref=seller_info

Here you can find these oh so cute sweaters! I think these ones are my favourites, were I ever to order one:

If anyone knows where to buy this, tell me...

2011-10-25T20:02:00.000+02:00

Staying home from school today

2011-10-25T15:14:00.000+02:00

I'm so sick of it all. Where is the excitement? Where is the humour? Where is the brilliancy, the poetry the adventure? Nowhere near the everyday life I live that consists of going to school, being at lessons, stressing out about homework and tests, travel home, wait for trains, work in the evenings on stuff I don't really care about anyway. I'm so tired of it. Of everyday life, of school and the people.

Good thing holidays are coming up in a few days. I don't think I could stand much more of the ordinary. I don't know if I feel sick. Physically I mean. This morning I did. My throat feels like it's clogged, and my head's heavy. Maybe it's all just in my head any way.

So I stayed home. Unable to get back to sleep I read some Sherlock Holmes and made myself a cup of coffee. Then I went out in the freezing cold and wandered about in the small forest behind my house, photographing a bit. The fascinating beautiful light of morning sun and fog was not really cauptured by my Canon 450D. But I loved the little walk.

Like usually when at home (or rather, everyday no matter where I am or where I go) this day passed quickly, without me really remembering what I have got done. I actually did the monologue-analysis and watched "Hawking" with Benedict Cumberbatch (whom Emmy has made sure I shall start to like), realising he's probably one of the world's most brilliant of contemporary actors.

I'm freezing right now. It is sunshine outside but I wish it weren't. I want to sleep, knowing that I won't be able to. I've scribbled down a couple of ideas to future acting projects together with Emmy. If I feel well tomorrow (which I shall do my best to do) we will meet and practice a bit in the acting studios of her school.

This was a rather diary-like post. Well, don't except it to continue from here on. Sometimes I just need to write down thoughts not worth anything.

I don't like coffee without caffeine.

2011-10-25T10:31:00.004+02:00

“I went to the woods because I wanted to live deliberately,
I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life,
To put to rout all that was not life and not when I had come to die
Discover that I had not lived.”

Photo by me, words by Thoreau.

Weekend walk

2011-10-24T20:22:00.000+02:00

Took a long walk with Emmy Saturday (after having had a sleepover at her house, including jacuzzi).
Really nice weather now, loveliest time of the year, and we've got such amazing nature round here...

Loveliest weekend in a long time.

Long for

2011-10-19T21:15:00.000+02:00

Audition's done

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I am so relieved. Not totally content, but it was quite fun!

Musical and parts are released after the holidays... I am excited and confused. Not knowing what play we're going to do, makes you unsure what kind of role you want to have, and how they will judge depending on the audition. Ah it makes me crazy to think about it, and how I did today in front of the "jury". I shall stop.

I had a very lovely evening though, relaxing after all the nervousness and stress, walking in the cool night air and having fun in the empty theatre halls of Emmy's high school with her.

:)

Some new things

2011-10-15T19:15:00.001+02:00

... I bought in Stockholm today. A blue beret, a pocket-book and a candle in the form of an apple!

I also found some very beautiful books and a dress in light pink (which my mum bought me for my 18th birthday coming up in November, I know 'cause I tried it out first.)

I'm looking forward to my birthday, mostly because it occurs during the autumn holidays. I've got so much in school to be concerned about at the moment and I just wish it all to be over.
And I want to get presents too!! :P

I'll be spending this evening doing some school-stuff on the laptop, and probably devour a Ben & Jerry's "Half Baked" worrying about my audition on Wednesday.

Dusk & Summer

2011-10-14T22:18:00.001+02:00

She smiled in a big way, the way a girl like that smiles
When the world is hers and she held your eyes
Out in the breezeway down by the shore in the lazy summer
And she pulled you in, and she bit your lip, and she made you hers
She looked deep into you as you lay together quiet in the grasp of dusk and summer

But you've already lost
When you only had barely enough to hang on

And she combed your hair, and she kissed your teeth
And she made you better than you'd been before
She told you bad things you wished you could change in the lazy summer
And she told you, laughing down to her core, so she would not cry as she lay in your lap
She said "nobody here can live forever, quiet in the grasp of dusk and summer"

But you've already lost
When you only had barely enough to hang on

She said, "no one is alone the way you are alone"
And you held her looser than you would have if you ever could have known
Some things tie your life together, slender threads and things to treasure
Days like that should last and last and last

But you've already lost
When you only had barely enough of her to hang on

2011-10-14T22:03:00.000+02:00

Is time speeding up or is this what it feels like growing older?

2011-10-07T23:32:00.000+02:00

Time and space. They are not to be understood by man. Still, I wonder, if time flies like this and I'm only 17, how fast will it fly past me when I am 25? Or 38? Will everything I do just fly past me, gone in what to me now is a second? When I was younger a week felt like a year does to me now. Either time is really speeding up, or it is, as I suspect, the more we live the more memories and impressions we make, and our minds fill up to the brim and we've got only a little space left to take in "now".

Anyway. Life. Was to the theatre tonight with some friends, a sort of musical-theatre-comedy. I quite liked it. But mostly because of the singing and the music parts. And we kind of knew one of those who played the main characters, and I do have to say I admire her (for her voice and energy; she's simply a musical artiste), so I think we all rather enjoyed it.

Yesterday, my mum made me a long blue skirt, which I wore today. It was I who chose the colour and the fabric, it is deep blue and rather light and billowing. I adore it. Lots of people today seemed to like it too, it felt nice to say my mum had sewed it for me, when they asked from where I'd got it.

Beaty and the Beast rehearsals are continuing. Less than two months left 'til premiere. I am excited, though I honestly haven't had time to really consider the fact. I can't wait for our costumes to arrive! It's gonna be all exciting, with all the cutlery and plates and stuff! Can't wait for dress rehearsals! By the way, last week we all got out production-hoodies! They're really comfy and mine is rather large though I had intended to buy a fitting one. But, I like it!

It is too nice it is weekend. I have lots to do, but it feels good. I want to sleep, eat sweets and read books I haven't had time to read during the weekdays.

She's the last of the English roses

2011-10-06T21:04:00.000+02:00

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If I can stop one heart from breaking,
I shall not live in vain;
If I can ease one life the aching,
Or cool one pain,
Or help one fainting robin
Unto his nest again,
I shall not live in vain.

Third of October

2011-10-03T19:16:00.000+02:00

Listening to The Movie On Your Eyelids with Placebo, while reading The Picture of Dorian Gray.

Sometimes art is mysteriously connected by coincidence and moment, appearing for no one but yourself. And you feel it is right to combine these two forms of art and just savour the moment, even though it was not meant to be, from the beginning.

I did, today when I went home from school, walking under the grey sky, breathing the October air and reminding myself why I love this time of the year and this latitude on earth.

Clothes and accessories for Autumn

2011-10-02T18:03:00.002+02:00

There's just something about fashion for Autumn... It's always too nice. I just want it all.

Stuff from www.hm.com.

2011-10-01T23:29:00.001+02:00

Book-Saturday

2011-10-01T15:50:00.001+02:00

Today I got hold of several new (well, second hand) books at the antiquarian bookshop near my home;

After that I biked to a store named Cubus and bought me a new sweater and two colours of nailpolish (light orange and light grey).

I'm very satisfied indeed and I do really wish I had had time to be home and read tonight, but I am going to the theatre with mother and father. We're going to watch "The Government Inspector". It's a comedy. I keep saying to myself and others that I don't really like comedies, still it seems I've been watching them very often lately. I suppose it depends on actors and if the play is a fully comedy or a tragedy-comedy.

Finally, it's weekend.

2011-09-30T18:51:00.002+02:00

New dress, maybe for winter

2011-09-28T20:22:00.001+02:00

I found the sweetest dress... :)

I'm supposed to study

2011-09-21T13:43:00.001+02:00

Whenever I'm supposed to do it, I just can't. I hate it, I hate being forced to do anything. If it wasn't compulsory it'd be somehow easier, but now, because I MUST, I can't. Can't start.

School... I just want to get out of it. Still, I'm afraid of what I'll do without it.

"Hannibal" by Robert Frost

2011-09-19T18:47:00.002+02:00

Was there ever a cause too lost,
Ever a cause that was lost too long,
Or that showed with the lapse of time too vain
For the generous tears of youth and song?

"DEPARTURE" at Stockholm Academy of Dramatic Arts

2011-09-17T22:44:00.000+02:00

Stockholm in September

2011-09-15T17:19:00.001+02:00

Went on an "Open-doors-day" at the Royal Dramatic Theatre last weekend with Sofia. It was a really lovely day.

I've noticed...

2011-09-14T22:16:00.001+02:00

I'm not good at updating here right now. But it's because of school and activities outside it, and when I have a moment off, I rather enjoy a book...

Autumn is here btw!

2011-09-07T17:05:00.001+02:00

“There are so many fragile things, after all. People break so easily, and so do dreams and hearts.”

—	Neil Gaiman

Thru Europe (part four) - France

2011-09-07T16:38:00.000+02:00

Mosel

France

Thru Europe (part three) - Cologne, Koblenz

2011-09-04T22:04:00.001+02:00

Cologne

Koblenz

Next part: France

J.K. Rowling about the Sorting Hat

2011-08-29T21:12:00.002+02:00

The Sorting Hat is notorious for refusing to admit it has made a mistake in its sorting of a student. On those occasions when Slytherins behave altruistically or selflessly, when Ravenclaws flunk all their exams, when Hufflepuffs prove lazy yet academically gifted and when Gryffindors exhibit cowardice, the Hat steadfastly backs its original decision. On balance, however, the Hat has made remarkably few errors of judgement over the many centuries it has been at work.

Taken från Pottermore.com

Thru Europe (part two) - Germany, Lübeck and Bremen

2011-08-29T20:50:00.003+02:00

My travel in July through Europe (continued)...

Lübeck:

Bremen:

Next part: France

Thru Europe (part one) - Sweden and Denmark

2011-08-28T20:38:00.000+02:00

My travel in July trough Europe...

My beautiful country Sweden;

Ferry to Denmark.

Ferry to Germany.

Next part: Germany - Lübeck, Bremen and Cologne.

So now I'm on Pottermore

2011-08-26T20:27:00.001+02:00

And it is quite fascinating! You go through the books, chapter by chapter (I'm in no hurry so I'm still in the beginning of book one) and you get all these amazing background stories and details of people, creatures and objects and places, plus you can unlock hidden things; "J.K. Rowling's thoughts".

By answering questions, you're able to get a wand (who chooses you) from Olliwander's. The questions had a lot with looks to do, but also choices like when coming to a crossroad.
This became my wand:

Buying a wand also unlocked A LOT of information about wands and wand lore, and one can read about cores as well as different kinds of wood.

"Alder is an unyielding wood, yet I have discovered that its ideal owner is not stubborn or obstinate, but often helpful, considerate and most likeable. Whereas most wand woods seek similarity in the characters of those they will best serve, alder is unusual in that it seems to desire a nature that is, if not precisely opposite to its own, then certainly of a markedly different type. When an alder wand is happily placed, it becomes a magnificent, loyal helpmate. Of all wand types, alder is best suited to non-verbal spell work, whence comes its reputation for being suitable only for the most advanced witches and wizards.

"Phoenix
This is the rarest core type. Phoenix feathers are capable of the greatest range of magic, though they may take longer than either unicorn or dragon cores to reveal this. They show the most initiative, sometimes acting of their own accord, a quality that many witches and wizards dislike.
Phoenix feather wands are always the pickiest when it comes to potential owners, for the creature from which they are taken is one of the most independent and detached in the world. These wands are the hardest to tame and to personalise, and their allegiance is usually hard won."

After buying all "my school-" stuff in Diagon Alley, one goes to Hogwarts, and there you get sorted by answering another set of questions. Some of them were really good, and there weren't only four alternatives on every question, sometimes more than that, sometimes there were only two choices. One of the last questions, though, was "Left or Right?" and there were two pictures with arrows, exactly alike, only being each other's mirror image. What the...?

I ended up suddenly in Hufflepuff, getting a welcome text written by J.K. about how great it was, and what sets Hufflepuffs apart. And even though I felt happier after having read the text, I can't say I am satisfied with the Sorting Hat's decision... I had hoped of ending up in Ravenclaw, where they consider wit beyond measure to be man's greatest treasure. I somehow have always felt I'd belong there. And now... oh well, it's only a page on the internet where I have ended up in Hufflepuff. And it's still better than me ending up in Slytherin, I think. I know I haven't got the courage to be in Gryffindor, but... Ravenclaw. I will always feel like a Ravenclaw. I do.

I'm SO CURIOUS as how the questions formed the result. How close was I being to end up in the other houses? Could certain answers be more than for one house? And what was the "Left or right?"-question about?

My house is in the last in the house cup right now (one earns points by (among other things, I think) duelling each other. But my house has also fewer member's than both Gryffindor and Ravenclaw...

Anyways, I shall spend a little more of this evening discovering more of Pottermore. But so far I like it all, except I am a little disappointed at my ending up in Hufflepuff (I can't let it go. Why? J.K. can I meet you in real and you could decide with house I belong in, in person instead? I am childish, I know.)

A week in France

2011-08-24T18:55:00.000+02:00

I am home again! I had a Very adventurous week in Marseille/Brive/Middle France... with train rides, fast car rides through night, beaches, green hills, street music, bowling and very late dinners with French people. I got to meet Anna's (my friend who I (among others) travelled with) aunt, uncle and grandmother, and we spent a lot of time with her half-brother. His apartment was small, a bit untidy and old and worn, but filled with LPs and great (background)music coming from the massive stereo all the time.

I will get the pictures soon from the others who brought their cameras. Maybe I'll put some of them here, it depends on how they look (we took some Really weird pictures, I assure you).
I think I will miss it all, even though I am happy to be back home again.

Back to rehearsals

2011-08-14T08:24:00.000+02:00

Sherlock Holmes!

2011-08-13T22:24:00.000+02:00

Picked up a real bargain today when looking for books in the Second Hand shop near where I live! ALL Sherlock Holmes books, in a "collector's box", like NEW, for just a little money... And they're beautiful too, the books. I'm really happy, it's not every day when walking in a Second Hand shop you find something like THAT!

Pottermore is killing my poor nerves

2011-08-10T19:35:00.002+02:00

My heart started beating so hard in my chest I felt it up in my throat. I never thought I would get so excited/scared. My heart always does that when I'm really, really frightened, or excited beyond my wits.
I've been checking Pottermore several times each day, as well as my e-mail inbox, for a so-called "Welcome" mail. And moments ago, I saw at the top of my inbox "Pottermore: Congratulations!" and my heart made a somersault.

I don't know why I got so excitedly scared... Well, anyway, the e-mail didn't (as I first expected) open the doors for me to Pottermore... yet. However, it read;

We’re really excited to confirm that you are one of the lucky people selected for early entry into Pottermore, ahead of when it is open-to-all in October, to help us add finishing touches!
We will activate your account between mid-August and the end of September, so keep checking your inbox for our Welcome email. When this arrives you will be able to enter Pottermore.

OH, WHY? Now I'm even more uptight and eager than ever to enter! How can they be allowed to expand the tension and excitement even more? I'm so happy. I can't say much more. I'm really glad!

Only, I fear I will not be home when that mail arrives, unfortunately. I swear I'll be in France, and the thought of it arriving while I'm away will probably agonise me all the week over there.

I'm leaving the 16th, so there's no chance I will recieve the email before I go. Why does this trip coincide (in a bad way) with so many other good things? What will happen if I get my Welcome email and do not enter Pottermore in a week... will something happen? I do hope not...

GAH, can you get more nervously excited!
ACCIO WELCOME MAIL!

Summer days at home

2011-08-10T14:51:00.001+02:00

It's raining outside and the sky is full of dark clouds. I can hear thunder in the distance (a moment ago it was right over us!) and occasionally the flicker of white light.

I'm reading Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire with my bed cover on the sofa.

One of the lovelier moments in life.

2011-08-08T11:10:00.001+02:00

I just want to be sorted...

2011-08-07T21:01:00.004+02:00

I just finished re-reading Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban

2011-08-07T13:18:00.000+02:00

"The great Overdog
That heavenly beast
With a star in one eye
Gives a leap in the east.
He dances upright
All the way to the west
And never once drops
On his forefeet to rest.

I'm a poor underdog,
But to-night I will bark
With the great Overdog
That romps through the dark."

How can it already be August?

2011-08-06T19:37:00.000+02:00

Why does it seem like times passes faster and faster the older I get? Is it so with every human life; the older you get, the faster your time flies?

I do long for autumn though. I long to wear scarves and carry my coat in school, it's cozy (and a good hiding place). I long for leaves that fly in the wind, cloudy days and colder temperature.

I also long to be sorted on Pottermore. Or even get in there. I don't know when my "Welcome" mail will come, but I hope it won't while I'm in France next week... It probably will.

I know I haven't put up any pictures of my travel trough Europe for two weeks... I haven't had the time to sort out the pictures... maybe I will upload them here... someday.

Today I was in town with Emmy. I love the old part of Stockholm, and it's bookshops. I wish I had more money though, then I could buy all books I wanted!

HP facts.

2011-08-02T23:32:00.002+02:00

2011-08-02T10:24:00.002+02:00

“For me, it is far better to grasp the Universe as it really is than to persist in delusion, however satisfying and reassuring.”

—

Carl Sagan

Shopping - summer sale

2011-08-01T17:31:00.002+02:00

Was in Stockholm today with mum and did a bit of shopping! I found loads of stuff I liked, but didn't feel I really needed but at the end of the day I came home with this (I know the picture quality sucks):

(most clothes from Vero Moda)

... and three new tights in various colours, heavenly-blue fabric for a skirt I am going make, and a black bolero in Jane Austen style. I am quite happy. :)

Happy birthday, Jo and Harry!

2011-07-31T22:16:00.001+02:00

You were my childhood.

I should be in Slytherin.

2011-07-31T22:04:00.002+02:00

So today, when Pottermore released the first clue of seven to give you access early to the site and "be able to shape the experience", I happened to be online. I woke up early, Pottermore being the last thing on my mind when I went to sleep last night... And it just happened that the clue came up just when I was on the site. I was lucky. But the clue... it was hard. I didn't remember all the names of breeds that was written on Eeylops Owl Emporium sign in Diagon Alley, or how many they were.

(This is completely rubbish and not a big thing at all, (but right now it feels like that to me) - therefore it's long, and not necessary to read because tomorrow I will probably feel ashamed for writing so much about this.)

First, I thought that if I didn't know the answer by heart, I wasn't worthy of entering early at all, I might as well not do anything else, and try to be online for the following days and solve the other (perhaps) easier clues. But then, I couldn't help but at least guessing at an answer. It seemed stupid not to try at all. Technically, there should be at least 3 different breeds, at the least, so I tried that. It didn't work, and I tried four. I felt stupid for sitting and guessing. (At least I did the mathematics in my head by myself (you were supposed to multiply the answer by 49)). But I felt dumb and greedy for sitting and trying to guess.

I had to know the answer though. Even if it was too late to write it down on the site, I just had to know (I've noticed I am quite a "I need to know it all"-personality. If I stumble upon a question, I just can't be satisfied by believing, I need to know the answer).

I knew the answer must be in the first book, chapter 4 ("Diagon Alley"), and probably just when Harry and Hagrid arrived there, because he describes everything he sees. I almost found it at once. It was 5 different breeds.
And I couldn't help myself. Was it cheating? Looking it up in the book? I felt like a cheat. But, I had logged in at exactly the right moment for the clue to appear (it was early morning), and it seemed useless, having the answer and having the perfect chance of submitting it... and not do it(?!).

I couldn't resist. Two seconds and I had the number (the answer) counted in my head. And I submitted it. It was correct. I caught the quill. And I had done my registration.

I had to go working, cutting a lawn (and the whole time I felt like I had cheated (I pondered quite a lot about this...) and just taken the place of some more worthy fan (who probably knew there were 5 breeds of owls on the Eeylops sign), and one and a half hour later when I came back home, the clue time was over, the chance to register for today over, and I had gotten my validation e-mail.

A Hufflepuff would have read the clue, and ambitiously tried hard to remember the answer, then given up, thinking that in that case, someone else was worthier of the early registration.
A Gryffindor would probably have tried to remember too, trying a few and (if trying's not working) decided that there surely would be other days with other clues that he/she would be able to solve instead.
A Ravenclaw would probably have known the answer, or if not, being able to remember it or getting it by logical thinking (counting owl breeds throughout the books?).
And a Slytherin would have tried a few answers and when none of them are right, being smart enough to find it quick in the book (because they just have to get early access to the site...!). Smart, but to eager to get what they want.

Why do I ponder so much on this? It's not like it's a very big deal, but I needed to write down this here. I feel a bit like a cheat. I haven't got my "Welcome e-mail" yet. But tonight when I came home and logged in to Pottermore, I found this:

I want to help shaping Pottermore! (How one is supposed to do that...?) I want to write, I want to be sorted, and I so much want to read more, MORE about the characters I grew up with...!

I comfort myself in thinking that there'll be A MILLION people getting early access... not only a few. That'd made me feel even more like a cheat.

But I shall better myself. There's so much details and spells and facts I've forgotten throughout the whole story of Harry Potter. I feel like it's ages ago I read them all... one by one right after the other. I want to do it again. I also feel an urge to write, maybe about this world.

And as I said, I'll probably regret writing down all this tomorrow, and... well, I'm really happy for getting this opportunity, I just can't help thinking there are others who deserve go get this as well. I hadn't expected to enter until October. Oh goodnight.