In an older post, i made a statement that i would not like my younger brother (or something like that). I would now like to change that. True, he does scream and crap all the time, and he's almost always obnoxious, and he can't be quiet for five minutes without getting some attention, and he always picks the worst moments to start crying, but when he doesn't do any of these aformentioned things, he's one of the cutest things alive. True, these moments only last for a brief moment, while he chooses on how to best disrupt life as we know it, but it makes it all worth it.
However, it is not enough to make up for the future years of torment that this little brat will put me through, and all the problems that he will cause, and all of the worrying and worrying and worrying that my mother will have to go through. I'm not saying that i will go through it as much, as i am almost old enough to move out, even though that will not happen for a couple of years yet, but i will be out of it for a year if i can get into the army.
I will end this post like this, since i cannot think of a fitting ending. Scheisse is the best i can say, how bad have my english become during these brief months?
Signing out/// Louis
onsdag 8 augusti 2007
onsdag 1 augusti 2007
Phoenix!
Scheisse... It's been almost a month since i last wrote something, i'm really starting to suspect that i am crap at blogging. Yet, as the phoenix rises from it's own ashes, so will this blog rise, reborn, as i am writing another post (obviously, as you, my dear reader, are sharing in it this very moment. Albeit not the writing moment, of course, but in a spiritual sort of way you are, actually...)
And that concludes this posts silly part, now on to more serious business: I, Louis Davison, hereby declare that I am a bookworm. Three nights in a row have i spent reading all through the night, whilst listening to music and sommarprat, which for you foreign readers (if i have any) is sort of a talkshow without a host on the radio, starring diffrent interesting, famous and allround good people. And with good i mean as in the angelic, good-for-humanity sort of way, i'm not just saying that they're 'good'... Even though they are... W/E
Seven books have i read, the longest one Harry Potter and the Deathly hallows, a book which i am glad to say that i was positively surprised by. I had expected some kind of lame ending with everyone being happy and alive (now there's one for you who haven't read it yet), and yet the whole book kept me enthralled through the night. I even forgot dinner, and sometimes i shouted out inte the apartment from pure tension (i doubt that this was very appreciated by the neighbors, as the tension only reached such dazzling heights at about four in the morning...) anyway, a great book, read it. These other two nights i've been re-reading the dragon reborn-series, and i do not think that a greater series have ever been created. The passion with wich Jordan Writes, the enigmatic mysteries that our reluctant heroes have to face, the ever-present danger with just being alive... No i cannot stand it, i simply can't sit here and write about the books. I-MUST-READ-NOW!!!
Sincereley/// Lonk the ponk
And that concludes this posts silly part, now on to more serious business: I, Louis Davison, hereby declare that I am a bookworm. Three nights in a row have i spent reading all through the night, whilst listening to music and sommarprat, which for you foreign readers (if i have any) is sort of a talkshow without a host on the radio, starring diffrent interesting, famous and allround good people. And with good i mean as in the angelic, good-for-humanity sort of way, i'm not just saying that they're 'good'... Even though they are... W/E
Seven books have i read, the longest one Harry Potter and the Deathly hallows, a book which i am glad to say that i was positively surprised by. I had expected some kind of lame ending with everyone being happy and alive (now there's one for you who haven't read it yet), and yet the whole book kept me enthralled through the night. I even forgot dinner, and sometimes i shouted out inte the apartment from pure tension (i doubt that this was very appreciated by the neighbors, as the tension only reached such dazzling heights at about four in the morning...) anyway, a great book, read it. These other two nights i've been re-reading the dragon reborn-series, and i do not think that a greater series have ever been created. The passion with wich Jordan Writes, the enigmatic mysteries that our reluctant heroes have to face, the ever-present danger with just being alive... No i cannot stand it, i simply can't sit here and write about the books. I-MUST-READ-NOW!!!
Sincereley/// Lonk the ponk
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