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during the last ten years or so i have had more homes than i can count and i haved lived more places than i care to count….i stil remember august, four months ago, when i said bye to all my friends in toronto, canada, and moved away…at that point it had been the place where i had lived the longest, those four litte years….and now four months later i faced with the same thing again….leaving a crazy beautiful city (stavnager, norway) with tonns of new friends and i know that i am not coming back for at least another couple of years….moving to australia in january…but alas, also there only for a year…i am so sick of moving all the time, i just want to live one place, call it home and have roots for a change….sounds like a luxury problem i know, traveling all over seeing places and people, but you try it for a while and see how it goes!

right, so after the end of a relationship i always get these fantasies about one day meeting him again, in some random location looking absolutly stunning, skinny, straight hair, perfect makeup and fantastic outfit….and this in turn always leads me into some sort of diet of sorts….god knows that i need it….right now i am working on the last leg of my pre research thesis, but as soon as that is done, lets say friday, i am on to this diet thing…..or maybe after christmas!

maybe today is too soon for this, it has only been 3 days since he left and he is still all i can think of…it is hopeless to start thinking about stoping to think right now….but i know that i need to get him out of my head because he was not good for me, and i was not good when i was with him….one day soon, i will stop crying, in the mean time there are all these other things on my list that i want to do!