The goddamn snow is coming down like crazy and it's bloody march! An official springmonth? I fucking hate sweden...

I think I have an ingrowing nail, sounds ridiculous I know. But it starting to hurt like you would not believe...

I got my university application forms in the mail today... Am going to apply as soon as possible.

At school, suffering. The usual.

Longing for April 1st more than anything...

Here's the top ten songs I'm hoping he'll perform:
Such a little thing...
Jack The Ripper
Rushholme Ruffians
Dear God Please Help Me
There is a light...
Now My Heart Is Full
Still Ill
You Have Killed Me
Everyday Is Like Sunday
How Soon Is Now

Feeling fine... ish...

How uninteresting!

...Is the loneliest night of the week...

Kill Uncle ain't that bad, but the most underrated album by Moz is without a doubt Southpaw Grammar.

My top 5 recording artists at this very moment:
1. Morrissey
2. Elvis Presley
3. Joy Division
4. Frank Sinatra
5. Johnny Cash

Dear god, how varied my taste seems to be.

I do not have anything important to say, really.
I was just wondering; could anyone who reads this, preferably an experienced Morrissey-concert-attendant, please give me some quality advice regarding getting really close to the stage at a concert. I always wanted to touch a halfgod.

This morning at nine (swedish timezone) I purchased my ticket for Stevens gothenburg-gig on april 1st. The happiness i feel is surreal, a feeling i've never experienced before... I love him for all I'm worth...
Stay handsome!

Oh, here's a couple of lists:
Elvis Presley top 5
1. If I can dream
2. Promised Land
3. An American Trilogy
4. Unchained Melody - Live, June 1977
5. Suspicious Minds

Morrissey/Smiths albums
1. The Queen is Dead
2. Vauxhall and I
3. Meat is Murder
4. The Smiths
5. Southpaw Grammar

Here we go... Diary...
I wish the ground would open up and take me down... I feel imprisoned I hope my life'll change after the summer, but until then

Today I am glad. Because as I sit here the two books which I ordered last wednesday is currently waiting for me to pick them up at my local post office. The books? Franz Kafka - the diaries 1910-1923 and Jean-Paul Sartre's autobiography.

Besides this, life is a pigsty. Is loneliness punishment or some sort of reward? I'll wait patiently for the answers...