oh! I had a blog!

... that awkward moment when you remember you had the modern version of a personal diary that you'd forgotten about.
Okay.

About that. I've always thought it's a bit ironic, that people before were so secretive about their private stuff and kept their diaries under lock and key, and someone peeping into your diary could trigger  some sort of anticipated Apocalypse or something.

And today we so gladly disclose our innermost secrets to the least private thing EVER, the internet, AND NO ONE CARES!

It's so funny. And so sad. So 21st century.

Yeah. Privacy is a weird issue nowadays. My opinion is that as time goes by, people will just forget that something called 'privacy' ever existed. We'll just take for granted that we are entitled to know everything about everyone, and information will just be... open, free, and denying someone information will come to be seen as a wrong.
Huh. I do think we're going that way, and it's kind of scary.
Well, no, it's very scary.
And I'm not only talking about social networks, although they have the leading role in this spiraling down into madness. It's just a general attitude, a way of living.
Instead of asking people stuff, we look them up on the internet.
I don't know. It has its advantages, of course, as everything does in life, but I'm still more scared about the implications than awed. Because if you lose your privacy, you gradually lose your freedom as well. Your acts become only... stuff that can be expected. 

Dunno :/

I'll go to bed, I think. Enough nonesense for today.

Ha det bra!
(that's norwegian!! :D)

rant

I'm so relieved :O

I hate sping in the city, I fell way behind with studying for school and I feel like I'm always forgetting something.
Plus, what am I doing here now, I should be dashing madly to catch the bus or I'll be late to Criminal Law...
Yeah, right, who cares about that anyway.

I wonder why on Earth it is I'm writing in english. Did I ever say I HATE this thing english has to have us write 'I' with capital letters, as if each of us were the center of the world?
In german they used to write 'Du' (You) with capital letters before to show respect to the other. Much, much more logical.

Whatever.
finally using this thing for what it's good, though, ranting.

Also, this weekend i remembered a song i used to love years ago, that i stopped listening to because it kind of made me sad, and then i forgot it. So i'm going to share it for the heck of it, don't get depressed :)

Bye bye, I'm off to a boring day.

Din mamma, by Oskar Linnros (translated)

Us two, goodbye
Fuck off, you died
But there aren't tears on my cheeks
Those puppy-eyes are so made, so made

We bore a cross too big for us
And sure, you can cry if you want-
I know what cards you play, your cards…

Oh, soon spring, soon the clouds you painted on my sky will clear-
And you get no tears, you get nothing!

`Cause your mother,
she should've taught you something, geek!
So tell your mother
that we're not together anymore.

Greetings from your ex!
Oh, let me stay your ex.
Mm, greetings from your ex
Mm, greetings from your ex

The ace up your sleeve was a river,
and there aren't tears on my cheeks
Thanks! Hello! Fuck you!
I've had enough, I've had enough.

Oh, soon spring, soon the clouds you painted on my sky will clear-
And you get no tears, you get nothing!

`Cause your mother
should've taught you something, geek!
So tell your mother
that we're not together anymore.

Let me go, let me go, let me go,
Let me go, let me go, let me go!

'Cause no tears reach my cheeks,
you understand, it's all gone-
say hello; to your health!

`Cause your mother
should've taught you something, geek!
So tell your mother
that we're not together anymore.

Greetings from your ex!
Oh, let me stay your ex.
Mm, greetings from your ex
Mm, greetings from your ex
Greetings from your ex!
Oh, let me stay your ex.
Mm, greetings from your ex
Mm, greetings from your ex

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Vi två, hejdå
Fuck off, du dog
Men inga tårar når min kind
Den rådjursblicken är så gjord, gjord

Oss bar ett kors som blev för stort
Och visst, du kan gråta om du vill
Jag har synat dina kort, dina kort

Åh, snart vår, snart lättar molnen som du målat på himlen min
Och du får ingen tår, ingenting

För din mamma
Borde lärt dig lite granna, tönt
Säg till din ma-mamma
Att vi inte är tillsammans

Hälsa från ditt ex
Åh, låt mig bli ditt ex
Mm, hälsa från ditt ex
Mm, hälsa från ditt ex

Ditt äss i ärmen var en flod
Och inga tårar når min kind
Tack, hej, fuck dig
Jag har fått nog, har fått nog

Snart vår, snart lättar molnen som du målat på himlen min
Och du får ingen tår, ingenting

För din mamma
Borde lärt dig lite granna, tönt
Säg till din ma-mamma
Att vi inte är tillsammans

Låt mig gå, låt mig gå, låt mig gå
Låt mig gå, låt mig gå, låt mig gå

För ingen tår når min kind
Du förstår, så försvinn
Säg hej då, hälsa din

Din mamma
Borde lärt dig lite granna, tönt
Säg till din ma-mamma
Att vi inte är tillsammans

Hälsa från ditt ex
Åh, låt mig bli ditt ex
Mm, hälsa från ditt ex
Mm, hälsa från ditt ex
Hälsa från ditt ex
Åh, låt mig bli ditt ex
Mm, hälsa från ditt ex
Mm, hälsa från ditt ex

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Please take note it's not a literal translation, I added to the English lyrics some stuff that's "felt but not said", you know.

However and as you may notice, I'm new to translating from Swedish, so any corrections would be super appreciated, because I'm only learning and would only like to learn more.

Hope you enjoyed