This is for Bekah ^^,

Hello dear internet readers.

Can we just agree on that I have failed with my promise to post anything here more often? 'Cause I am just going to stop mentioning it now.

The end of complaining.

So, I haven't had a couple of eventful weeks. I haven't had any more fun that usual, nor has it been worse than usual.

The weeks have simply passed with with the kind of daze that follows a program like IB. The fact that I even have time to write this blog is a testimony of how calm this week is. I have a biology test in a week, but I am giving myself a few days of norma studying before concentrating on lysosomes and vacuoles.

Now, as this might show, I don't have much to talk about today. The only reasons I have even thought about writing anything is because Bekah has been nagging asking me to write one, and of course I have to do what she says.

HOWEVER, I have to read The Kite Runner for Swedish, so this is all you're going to get today. I hope you're satisfied.

Sarah

Not much

Hello dear-internet readers.

I've had a great couple of day. Now that we're entering the first year of real-IB (we've only been in pre-dp before) we are starting to realise just what a huge job IB really is. We have classes that require complete attention, and ever day is filled with homework and revision.
We also have 150 CAS hours to complete, and that is scaring me so much, I can barely describe it.

However, more work and less sleep doesn't make us fall down. No, instead we act.. how to put it? CRAZY. We laugh for no reason, and when the contents of our lockers fall down on us we simply lie in a pile until we can stop laughing. It's not easy.

If this is what happens after a month of school, then I wonder what two years of IB will do to us.
I spent almost a hour on IB Quotes yesterday, and it was wonderful to find my life in those quotes ^^, I also wonder how I will make it.

I will tell you all about my birthday when I find time, and when I am on my own computer. This PC is simply too odd. I'm too much of an Apple girl to like this one. The keyboard is off somehow =/

I will, however tell you, that that my friends have been amazing, and that today, with my dad, hasn't been all that good. =)

(My friend just got a blog. Go and make her write some more!)

Love and kisses (for I'm very frivolous with them)

9/11 for me.

Hello dear internet readers.

For once I actually have serious matters to blog about.

As you all probably know, today is the day known as 9/11. It was the day that several airplanes were highjacked and then crashed into the World Trade Center for example.

I am not an American, and I was just nine when this happened. I do remember the day when it happened. I'm afraid this day hasn't affected me as it has others, but I do feel the need to dedicate something to this day.

My mom and I were in this Swedish store called Åhlens, and I remember wanting to go down to the toys department. I was very happy for mom had promised me a toy, even though there was only one week left to my birthday.

We were looking at jewelry on the first floor when mom's phone rang. Suddenly she grabbed me and told me that we had to go home, because something had happened.

I was so angry! She had promised me a toy, and as a nine-year old I couldn't understand how ANYTHING could be more important than a toy for me. As mom and dad sat in front of the TV staring at the devastating images I huddled in my bed.

Next day in school we talked about what had happened, and I suppose it was then that I realized that something terrible had indeed happened. But, still, smoke from two buildings looks like something from a movie for a kid.

That's what happened on my part. It's not very dramatic, and I acted like the spoiled child I was.

Today I think of all those who lost their lives in the terrorist attack. I think of those who live on with a hole in their hearts. My thoughts is really all I can offer.

Love,

Sarah

Oh hello there.

Hello dear internet readers.

I have once again managed to let time pass between my blogposts. Even though I love writing and everything that comes with it, but for some reason I seem to keep neglecting this blog. I guess it might be because I don't know who reads this, besides two of my friends. If you do read, it might be nice to leave me a comment, just to keep me going. I don't care if you love what I am writing, or if you hate it.

If you're a hater, please let me know in the comments and then we'll have a nice little fight here on my blog.

Now, since my head currently feels as if it's exploding, and that is no exaggerating, for it feels as if it is pumping, I should go to bed. I have been saying the entire week that I am lucky to nt have gotten sick, but now I am.

Karma, I suppose.

I love you, lovers and haters alike, and I will talk to you soon again. I promise. I think.

Sarah