1968 was a good year.

The Beatles - Two Of Us (Rehearsal)

Oh dear god I love them :')

And you can never get enough McBeardy.

Things I like about being home alone:

• Everything 
• Exept:

Things I don't like about being home alone:

• When it's dark outside and you constantly hear strange noises.

Thankfully, this can be solved by listening to music very loudly. (Like I'm doing with the Let It Be album right now)

My schedule for this holiday is way too busy for my liking.

Today, some big mall an hours drive from where I live. Why would you go that far for a mall?
Tomorrow, I have to go to the doctor and then later to visit family and sleep there.
Friday, Beatles exhibition (not that I mind that, exactly.)
Saturday, homework
Then nothing Sunday, thankfully.

Vacations should be about doing nothing.

...

Lol why do I even use this site, I have no followers, you can only post text posts (Yes, you can put audio and photos in, but still) and it's just not fun at all.
I'm going to a Beatles exhibition later, so good night.

I find it rather sad

That I either go to sleep at 6 AM or around 9 PM every night lately.
I wake up some time in the afternoon anyway.

Top 10 most played (Beatles) songs on Last.FM

Can you feel my bias? (8 out of 10 are songs by George)

Isn't that the same scarf?

Right?

I sure hope so, it would make my life if I had a scarf that matches Ringo's.

Dear Richard Starkey,

You're adorable.

illness

Yes, I've been sick more or less since Wednesday. Tonsillitis once again, which is just fab.

Yesterday I celebrated John Lennon's birthday (mostly on Tumblr, as no one irl gives a shit) and I got the Lennon box-set, so I'm set for life now.

Oh and I was at a party last night as well, it was supposed to be a nice little birthday party with the girls in my class, but almost all the boys ended up coming as well.

herp derp

Once I get my laptop back, this will most likely turn into a picture blog.

Just letting all of you non-existing followers know.

Well this is just..



Look at this Georgeous gorgeous man right here.
That is all, this post doesn't really have a point.

Oh how miss going on Tumblr

I posted 10 things yesterday._.

But it's hardly any fun lately and I have no pictures to post on this dumb computer, Very few at least.

a-hurr hurr

Why

Why do I even bother going to sleep again. It's 5 AM and I've been watching a shitload of '65 Beatles performances. No one cares.

It's 3:50 AM

I should be sleeping. And yet I'm not because of some dumb dream I woke up from an hour ago.
Yeah yeah, I won't fall asleep again when I sit here, but I was still freaked out about the dream and it's rather dark right now. So hurr durr, here I am.

Second guitar lesson ever tomorrow. Exited. First day as an "intern" at a kindergarden. Exited. No German class for another 7 days. Very exited.

Hurr hurr

I should really stop using Brittish English word. I am not English, sadly.
But the words tend to be so much more relevant than just "regulair" ones. Like bloke, lad, bollocks and all that. I already use the ~English way of spelling~ like favour and colour instead of favor and color.

Alrighty then.

I've been thinking..

Maybe I'll just write all the stuff here that even people on Tumblr wouldn't even pretend to give a shit about, and just write it here. I could just go on Twitter, but I rarely use that anymore.

And thus, nobody gave a flying fuck.