All my life I've been waiting
For you to bring a fairy tale my way
Been living in a fantasy without meaning
It's not okay I don't feel safe

Left broken empty in despair
want to breath can't find air
Thought you were sent from up above
But you and me never had love
So much more I have to say
Help me find a way

And I wonder if you know
How it really feels
To be left outside alone
When it's cold out here
Well maybe you should know
Just how it feels
To be left outside alone
To be left outside alone

All my life I've been waiting
For you to bring a fairytale my way
Been living in a fantasy without meaning
It's not okay I don't feel safe
I need to pray

Why do you play me like a game?
Always someone else to blame
Careless, helpless little man
Someday you might understand
There's not much more to say
But I hope you find a way

Still I wonder if you know
How it really feels
To be left outside alone
When it's cold out here
Well maybe you should know
Just how it feels
To be left outside alone
To be left outside alone

All my life I've been waiting
For you to bring a fairytale my way
Been living in a fantasy without meaning
It's not okay I don't feel safe
I need to pray

And I wonder if you know
How it really feels
To be left outside alone
When it's cold out here
Well maybe you should know
Just how it feels
To be left outside alone
To be left outside alone

All my life I've been waiting
For you to bring a fairytale my way
Been living in a fantasy without meaning
It's not okay I don't feel safe
I need to pray

The art of seduction

I wonder.. does that make me a writer..?

LOS ANGELES TRICON 2011 Thuesday

Dont you just love the smell of chlorine in the morning?


Natten innan jag skulle åka var det inte riktigt någon mening med att gå och lägga sig. Jag fäste ihop Michelle´s present, and just to have something to do, I made him a tac vest. ^^* He´s so cute.. I just hope its possible to see who it is :P Maria could so.. fingers crossed.

Left for the airport at 3 am. Loooong, boring ride as always. kom dit vid fem, precis då dom öppnade incheckningen. Killen i mitt bås gjorde mig uppmärksam på att det tar ca 15 minuter att gå till gaten så jag borde ha det i åtanke. Yeah.. riiight. för jag tänkte gå i 1h 45 m och råshoppa på arlanda -.- 10 minuter senare satt jag vid min gate :P

Första flyget var drygt. hade varit vaken lite drygt 30 timmar och jag fick inte sova. They kept waking me up. >< Antingen var det att kolla och mp3n var på, kolla om ja hade bälte eller servera en torr muffin -.- not funny.

Vi landade ungefär en 15 minuter tidigt i london och jag hade en timme innan min gate skulle stänga. I felt just a wee bit stressed. The second plane was better thought. 10 h and 15 minutes or something.. gah. but atleast I got to sleep. best way to make time fly. Its just that, everytime I oppened my eyes, something had changed infront of me. First time I opened my eyes, there was a glass of juice in front of me. Second time the empty glass was gone. Third time There was a tray of lunch. Fourth time the leftovers where gone. Fifth time there was a new glass of juice and some snack. and then, with four hours left until we landed I gave up on sleeping and started watching movies insted :P Got through the entire Friends with benefits and almost all of the new Smurfs movie. Missed the ending XD Just my luck. but I guess the little blue-thingy´s survive to live another day.

Once I arrived at the hotel they gave me a phone and I was able to talk to Maria and exchange room-numbers. after that i took a shower, we had dinner and I spent a long, long time in the thub (that reeeeeks of chlorine) with a Kelly Armstrong book before I went to sleep.

.. only to wake up at midnight :p

Verkar tämligen omöjligt att finna den svenska versionen av Think of me från Phantom of the opera.

Jag har skivan, men har inte kvar orignal inlägget så jag har fått skriva av texten på egen öra. Så är det bara att hoppas att det stämmer någolunda överens med vad hon sjunger.

Tänk på Mig

Fantomen på Operan

Tänk på mig, tänk på vår kärlek,

när vi sagt farväl.

Och lova mig, lova mig heligt,

spar mig i din själ.

Känner du att i din ensamhet,

du längtar hem från fjärran land,

dela med dig av ditt vemod,

tänk på mig ibland.

Vår kärlek var ej någon av evig vår,

som var vår förnyar sig,

men om den var värd att minnas,

lova tänk på mig.

Tänk på allt som vi har skänt varan

och bry dig ej om allt vi inte hann

Tänk på mig, se hur jag väntar,

tyst och utan krav.

Du ser mig där, se hur jag spanar,

ut mot öde hav.

Jag minns vår kärlek,

och vår lyckas tid.

och tills du kommer hem till mig,

skall det inte gå en dag, då jag ej tänkt på dig.

Är det hon? Kan det va Christine?

Vad hon ändrats, hon är inte mer

den barndomsvän som lekt med mig.

Vi har inte setts på länge, men nog minns jag.

Res din väg men glöm ej all den kärlek

som jag en gång ser i dig

och behåll min bild i minnet

lova tänk på mig

 

Och lite bonus, bara för att!

Pensami

Il Fantasma dell'Opera

Pensami

pensami mentre sei lontano ormai

rammentami

mi penserai prometti proverai

Se vedrai

il vuoto fra di noi

la libertà respirerai

ma se sognerai d'amarmi

mi ritroverai

L'amore cambia come un fiume che

scorre infinito dentro te

ma per quello che c'è stato

fermati con me

Sì, ti vedo in quei ricordi sei

Ad offuscare ancora i mali miei

Pensami

pensami mentre io non dormirò

tu pensami

vorrei scordarti ma non potrò mai

rimpiangerai tutte le cose che

tu non hai fatto insieme a me

ogni ora che vivrò io pensero a te

Forse è lei, forse è lei, Christine

Tempo fa, fu tanto tempo fa
noi due bambini o poco più
nei pensieri miei, con me ci sei da sempre tu

Come noi, un fiore come noi

non sfiorirà dentro di te

ma promettimi che un giorno

penserai a me!

Think of Me

Phantom of the Opera

Think of me, think of me fondly

When we've said goodbye

Remember me once in a while

Please promise me, you'll try

Then you'll find that once again you long

To take your heart back and be free

If you'll ever find a moment

Spare a thought for me

We never said our love was evergreen

Or as unchanging as the sea

But if you can still remember

Stop and think of me

Think of all the things

We've shared and seen

Don't think about the way

Things might have been

Think of me, think of me waking

Silent and resigned

Imagine me trying too hard

To put you from my mind

Recall those days, look back on all those times

Think of those things we'll never do

There will never be a day

When I won't think of you

Can it be? Can it be Christine?

Bravo

Long ago, it seems so long ago

How young and innocent we were

She may not remember me

But I remember her

Flowers fade, the fruits of summer fade

They have their seasons, so do we

But please promise me that sometimes

You will think of me

Sanctuary Fanfiction

"Nikola Tesla, Kiss me and I´ll save your life."



"Hmmm." He hummed pensively. "Still mad I see. I figured you would have burned that off by now."
"Mad? Mad! No, I'm furious, and why shouldn't I be? You left leaving nothing but a bloody note!"
"Actually I left two." He abruptly took a giant step back at the flash of renewed anger in her eyes. "Don't hit, or shoot or anything else that is going to cause me bodily harm." He said pointing at her.

"What ails you, my friend?"

This is.. strange. I suppose that would work at a lack of a more fitting word.
I could not fall asleep last night. I do not know why, and it is quite confusing. I went to bed just after midnight but I simply could not fall asleep. I tried with music, without it, with blankets, without them, with cat, without cat. Though I might say that she did not aprove of getting removed from the bedroom and returned shortly.

Everytime I laid down and tried to relax I got this.. nasty feeling. You know when there is something that you fear or that you definitely dont want to be a part of? You know how you feel the night before. That sick, twisting feeling in your stomach? Everytime I laid down, it was there. It did not matter what I tried. Atalantis, Moya, Eureka, home, away, here, there.. Nothing worked. When I got up to get a glass of water, it went away. When I went back to bed it came back. Everytime I got out of bed it left, as if it had never been there. And the strange thing was; I almost believed it. I could hardly remember having it and I never believed that it would come back. Yet it did. Over and over again.

At half past three I gave up. Took a warm shower, got dressed and crawled up in the couch for a session of KotOR2 on my Xbox. I was not tired and I had not been during the entire night. At six I decided to try again and went to bed. The feeling didnt come back but I was so restless that it felt as if my very skin was trying to crawl away. So at seven I gave up, again. Second time in one night and took another shower before I finished cleaning the apartment.

My parents showed up a few minutes before nine. I decided to make a Daim-cheesecake withouth thinking about the fact that I would never be able to finish it on my own. They were only to happy to render assistance. Or so they said. They only took one slice each. So now I have to have more guests over. Perfect.

Since I have the afternoon shift this week I got on the 13.00 bus and now I got tired, and would have fallen asleep if it would not have been for me constantly biting my tongue.
Now its half past six in the afternoon. I have been up for just about 36 hours. Not that there is anything to worry about, I usually do not get any trouble from lack of sleep until three-four nights withouth sleep. The almost-falling-aslepp-on-the-bus was strange enough but now I feel.. empty. I can not even summon the energy to get annoyed at the more then rude customers I have had since Sara left. Three women who would have had me furious any other night. Now I just sigh and shake my head.

I cant seem to focus my thoughts. They shatter lite butterflies on a field and I can not catch them to put them back together. I do not have the words to describe where I am or what it feels like. Perhaps.. At peace?