Sara suggested that I write in english here sometimes. I’ve thought about it before, and allways came to the same conclusion; what if I can’t express myself as good as in swedish?

I sometimes (or pretty often) use this blog to put all my emotions out there, and if I start feeling like it can’t easily be done, I’ll get frustrated.

Sara suggested that in case of frustration, write in swedish. Fine! I’ll give it a try. =)

I just woke up by myself, and it’s not even seven o’clock. Is there something wrong with me? Or is summertime starting to get to me? It’s a strange feeling…

Maybe, and just maybe, I’ll pick up some leaves today. The garden would like me to, but I’m not feeling motivated. I hardly ever do when it comes to the garden. Especially since I think it actually looks better when you do nothing and let everything grow wildly. I feel like I’m the only one sometimes. Both my mom and Boyfriend‘s mom think the opposite, it seems. They actually think I should CUT the grass now and then! =) Crazy people…

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