What I'll miss most about Sweden? The Midsummer Day.

It feels quite lonely in here.

They see me plurkin', they tweeting.

After much hesitation I started a travel blog. hyolee.weebly.com/travel...

If you never admit you're wrong, you'll never grow.

I wish I could travel the world.

I woke up in the middle of the night. I guess I'm a night owl after all.

In need of energy.

I'm not awake, yet not asleep.

There's nothing wrong with growing older, but some people just grow bitter.