I realized, just now.. I must be a really bad person. Really! I mean, I don't... give a fuck about it really. I mean, yeah sure... if you lost someone, of course I'm sorry for you, but c'mon I don't give a fuck about it. Damn.. I suck. It's... really. It's bad. Really bad. I think my relatives are in Thailand, or... or else they're home now... But to be honest I don't care at the moment. If I come back to school and see that he's not there and they tell us that he's dead... fine. Of course I'll cry, I'll miss him like hell. But... I think he's home. I really do, and that's good. So I don't give a damn about it. Everybody is like "6000 died in Thailand!" ... Yeah. And what can I do about it? Nothing... I can't do anything and that's all.
I suck, I know. I'm selfish and evil and blablabla. But sorry then. I know all that shit already.
Haha. Just as I cut on my arm; "Förlåt" (means Sorry.) Förlåt, I don't care.