Troubled times

Hello internet-readers.

Last blog I told you guys that I would be updating this blog more frequently, but that was a downright lie. I forgot.

Now I am here again though, ready to pour words out on the net.

School starts on Tuesday. Since I have been longing to go back for some time, I thought these last days would be spent planning, getting notebooks, pens, erasers and everyhting else I could need. Instead, I've been trying to get the thought of school out of my mind. I am no longer looking forward tot his year.

It is going to be hard. Especially whenever I think of maths.
I was sick a lot last year, and therefore missed A LOT. While you can catch up a lot easier in the other subjects, I fell behind in math.
I like maths, I really do. It's logic for god's sake! It's fun. However, since I missed so much, it got harder and harder for me to keep up. After some time I gave up with catching up.

Not a good choice. You need everything you learn when you're learning the next thing.

So, I have no idea how I am going to make it through the next year. I have chosen Standard, but even that will take a whole lot of effort. It was my stupid pride that stood in the way of choosing Studies.
Now I'm afraid, and I feel like hding under my convers until the year is over. Of course, that is not an option.

Studying like a madman is.

The other subject are going to be fun having, though. Swedish, English, history (all higher levels), visual arts and biology (standard). Okay, I might not be looking forward to biology that much, but it's the only science subject I can actually stand.

Today we went to a store so I could buy some kind of camera to bring to London. I bought it myself, I might add, or I will as soon as I get the money and can give them to mom. We also took our Nikon to check the lens that broke on Midsummers.
Mind you, I wasn't involved. I wasn't even there! I was over 400 kilometres away from there, so I doubt I could have had anything to do with it.

But, the nice man told us that it wouldn't be much difference between fixing it and buying a new one. Taking his advice, we bought a new one and it's actually better than the last one we had, so ... Yes. Awesome.

Coming home with that, I was happy, filled with photographic joy, I logged on facebook to check my Strawberries. After about half an hour, I realized that the battery was low and THEN.
My charger is broken. Serisouly, if things could just stop breaking I'd be very happy.
There is already a CD stuck in the computer, and school is starting Tuesday.

How the heck am I going to get that fixed before school starts? CRAP.

With those lovely words, I'll leave you. I hope you're day has been or will be better than mine.

Love
Sarah

Late night thoughts

Hello dear internet reader,

I was thinking that maybe I should start blogging a little more regularly. Do escuse any spelling mistakes in this post. I am on a strange computer, and I can barely find anything on this keyboard. It's also two AM and I'm tired.

So. Yes. A blog-post. What would you like to hear about? I don't belive anything interesting has happened since my last post, but what else can I do at two AM, but to entertain you guys?

First off, the bad news.
As I might have written on this blog (and everywhere else) my friends and I were planning a Yoad-trip next summer. It was supposed to take us from Canada, all the way down to Disneyland (or world, or place, of whatevs. I'm tired) and then back again. To say that I was excited about this would be an encredible understatement, since there is probably no word to describe how much I was looking forward to this.
Now, however, my joy is gone.

I am not a rich girl. It's not as if I am poor. I have food, clothers, a very nice home and I can go to the movies, eat out, when I would like too, but I am not rich. Vacations are saved for, and cannot be spurr of the moment things. (the london trip I am taking, might seem like a spurr of the moment thing, but I have planned this for months, and will pay lots of it myself)
But, I do not have a pile of money I can use whenever I want, like dear Harry P does.

So my trip will probably not happen. This is sad. This is so sad, I had a huge fight with my mom about it. Tears and harsh words were involved, and I regret most of what I said. That isn't the only reason to why I can't go, though. Even if we had that kind of money, mom wouldn't let me go all on my own.

I'm sixteen. My world consists of school, books, friends and ... this is where I want to say boys, but sadly no luck there yet.
My mom, they dear person that she is, is refusing to let me go on a raod-trip by myself. I had to badger her for months about a weekend in London, imagine what a month in the states would make her say.
Even though I will only be two or three months away from 18 next summer, she believes that I am too young.

I admit that riding across America is not the safest way to spend a summer. "What happens if you run out of gas in the middle of nowhere? What happens if you get lost in the middle of nowhere? Can you IMAGINE what places you could end up on?" (think Psycho) "Do you KNOW what is OUT THERE?"

Maybe I don't. Maybe I never will.

But, what is life about, but not taking chances? What is life without some risks? What is life without an awesome road-trip, across America?

Who knows?
I do know that Bekah and Shannon will have an awesome time without me (I will probably be at home, crying my eyes out I am afraid)
Mom is telling me that this isn't the only chance I have of doing this, there will be other times, and I am sure there will be. But when? When will I ever have time to spend a summer with my awesome girls?

A weekend with Shannon and Lucy is not going to be enough. I would like to have some more. If I could, I would take eternity, even though we would probably tire of each other after a while. ^^,

So, yeah. I'm upset. And sad. I really wanted this. I suppose I was so excited I never really thought about mom's protests. They weren't as loud as my squels of excitement.
But that is life, I guess. You want things, and then you're disappointed. So crap. Shit. Bloody bananas.

I should be glad that I am goingt to London in barely two weeks, which I am, but this whole road-trip thing has taken most of my excitement. Also, traveling alone is scary. At least they speak English, so I will be able to communiate if I get lost in the airport. (it could, and probably will happen)
A weekend will NOT be enough with Lucy and Shannon, but if it is all that I can have, then I shall grasp on to it with my few fingers and not let go.

I should sleep now. This wasn't supposed to be a long blogpost. It wasnt't really supposed to be anything, but I have been writing for almost an hour now, and I guess it's time to turn in.

Tomorrow I will be heading into the city to attend a little Nerdfighter gathering. It will probably be awesome, even though I hate meeting new people. The shy girl inside of me, seems to be the dominant one. It will be great seeing CH, though, especially since she is leaving for Canada soon, and won't be back until next summer.
I am trying to convince this girl to come with me, first of all because I miss her and would like to see her. The fact that iwill know someone is just a bonus.

Now I feel this lovely bed that I am sitting on calling my name. If I should actually sleep or try to write something on my novel now that I am on a role is hard to decide. What do you say, dear internet-readers? Sleep or write?

Love and bananas,
Sarah

I miss you guys,

You know, living in Sweden is pretty great. We have a great health-care, a free (and quite functioning) school-system, a fairly calm country and great weather. There is not much to complain about really.

But when I became addicted to the internet, and everything related to Nerdfighteria, then things started to go downhill.

When I started watching John and Hank's videos, I had no idea what I was getting myself into. Not only have I been introduced to a million different things, I have also gotten to know some of the best friends I have ever had.

I've always been a shy girl and I don't like to blame my handicap, but I suppose that might have been the reason to why I have always hated to "connect" with people. I never really know what they judge me on.

Now, having gotten to known these girls both my text and by face, I can honestly say I have never had better friends. This might seem very unfair to my 'real' friends, but I can't deny it. I love these girls so incredibly much it's crazy.

Living THOUSANDS of miles away from them is horrible.

When they're sad I just want to rush there and hug them. When I am sad I want to do the same. That I am actually seeing Shannon in just two weeks is insane. I will be crying so hard when I have to leave, you won't believe it.

This is a HUGE downside with having an instant connection with the world. We're all so far away from each other.

Shannon lives in Canada, and that she is actually coming as close as London is the only reason I can actually see her. If she wold stay in Canada, this would be impossible.

Bekah is still in Nevada and can't come to London, something we are VERY VERY SAD ABOUT. I want to hug her so much, and next summer I might even be able to do that.

Now that school starts again, my communication with my girls, not just Shannon and Bekah, will almost end. I know I have to focus on school, so spending hours every night on Skype will not be possible anymore. I will miss them all terribly, for since I can't see them, Skype is pretty much all we have.

I am trying to keep myself for the Yoad-trip (a road-trip with youtubers) we might be going on next summer. If it does happen, I just might faint of happiness ^^,

Now I better go sleep. It's already past 11 PM and I only slept three hours last night. i do hope you have the opportunity to see the meteor shower. Sweden is covered in a blanket of clouds, so my expectations were crushed.

Love,

Sarah

Free Uglies!

Here you go, all Scott Swesterfeld fans.

Uglies will be available for free download until September fifth, as a preparation for the release of Leviathan, his new book.

Technically it's only available for US. residents, but Scott was so kind to inform us about the fact that a US. postal address has five numbers, so any one can get it.

I will have to admit that this will be my first Scott novel, and from what I have heard, I will love his works. I do hope it's true, and since I have problems with leaving a series unfinished, you can count on me getting these books when I am done with Uglies.

I just hope that my expectations are not too high, for I have really heard a lot.

Let's find out.

The book can be found here: http://scottwesterfeld.com/blog/?p=1294

I hope you enjoy it. I am pretty sure I will.

Sarah