Today

Photo: Leanne Surfleet

I haven`t done anything nice to anyone, today. Just been sitting home, drinking my green tea and taking my vitamins. bLAH.

What have you done?

Feel better

Today I wrote a letter to one of the best teachers I had when I studied.

It really makes me feel better to focus on the small things. Even if it`s just smiling to a foreigner.

What have you done today?

Photo: cuckove

Today I filled a bag with orangejuice, bread, cheese, ham, fruit and some cookies, and gave it to a man who was sleeping in at a bench.

Have you been doing something nice, to someone, today?

One kind thing a day.

Photo: gingerlilytea

I`m working with my new goal: Do small, good things, and write them down.

Today I asked our gardener if he needed some help. He said no, but I cleared away all the withered roses. He smiled, then I left.

Being a good girl.

Photo: Anna Hendy

I was out shopping when I saw a girl, at my age, outside a store, crying. I asked here what was wrong, but she said that she was fine. Then I told her I would listen if she wanted to talk, and gave her my number.

Project: Be good.

Source: ?

I have a new project going on in my head:
I want to do good things

I want to do a least one thing, for someone else, everyday, and I`ll write about it here. And.. I want other people to do the same: DO GOOD THINGS, and write about it afterwards. It doesn`t have to be a big thing.

Home.

I`m tired of whining all the time. Starting new projects, not finishing, working with things I don`t like. I want to write, and I want to feel safe. I want to be safe. And I want a home, somewhere I don`t need to be a certain way, somwhere I don`t need to act a certain way. I want a project. A real project that will make the world a better place. I want to do something beautiful, something nice. BlahBlahBlah.

Volunteering

Foto: Steve Bingham

Maybe I should try volunteering. Get some perspective.
Talk to the forgotten ones on the street, or the children playing in parks,
or old people, waiting inside tiny rooms to die.

People

Photo: ?

Where do I find people to like in L.A?
Everywhere I go, I find shallow people, who only cares about their carriere. I don`t find anyone who really reach into my heart, because of their personality.
Am I blind?
Where do I find them?

Happiness 2.

I try.
I do really tro.
I do try to be positive,
to write positive,
to make this a positive thing..

But there is something missin, it really is, and I can`t either describe or understand what it is. What is breaking my heart? What is tearing my apart? What is that feeling in my stomach?

I have everything I want, don`t I?

Where is home?

Back in L.A. Weird to leave Norway, but also good.. Still, I don`t feel home anywhere. Is it normal? Is it a parf of being a teenager? Do any of you feel home? And what makes you feel like you`ve got a home? So many questions, so few answears..

Sexy new year?

Photo: Michael Sander

I DO really make drama everywhere I go. The night ended, of course in his house, we two, alone. Of course we had sex, and we cried, I broke a lamp, he hit me and I put up a fight. Then I cried again, and, of course, we ended up having sex. AGAIN.

God, how I hate that man.