Perfection is achieved, not when there is nothing more to add, but when there is nothing left to take away.

Eating two pastries before 10 o'clock, doing a national test, accidentaly calling my teacher 'sugar', being promised by another teacher to get mud cake if I do the D-course, waking up a classmate with water, wearing my favourite rain jacket, cleaning my room and ignoring to study to the philosphy test tomorrow. What a splendid day.

I got you for free and now you have to pay for it.

Djuret – En Dag Ett År

Fashion is what you adopt when you don't know who you are.

Sitting here with white nail colour and thinking about the past few days. It invovled sitting in the kitchen crying 'cause I'm not 18. Buying a Happy Meal at McDonald's with H and sitting at the Lionstairs just enjoying the sun. Then going to my friend's birtday party which involved tricks with smoke, trampoline, confessinggame and lots of people. Also the cops came at 2 am. So it was quite good.
I met S yesterday, haven't met her in ages! It was really nice. Saw K too, one of the hottest guys in the world. I showed S my school too. She was amazed by the fact that we can leave our bags on top of our lockers. I got abrasions of my Converse, so today I had to wear my mockasines. Anyway, today was a depressing day. Me and J skipped PE. We sat at a cafe for an hour, discussing many things. For example that the hot senior guys will leave the school in 18 days, that we have way too much stuff in school and the fact that we only have one year left in school. And also a guy's new haircut. Watching Kick-ass now. Peace.

'Cause I know you don't care what my middle name is.

Ke$ha featuring 3OH!3 – Blah Blah Blah

I hate crying. Absolutely hate it. It makes me feel like a loser, by heart.

An optimist is the human personification of spring.

This day has really been a rollercoaster. My math-test went horrible! I'm ashamed of myself, but now I can't do anything about it. So let's focus on a few other things that happend today.
- I caught him looking at me in the hallway. I thought he didn't care about me.
- The wood anemones are blooming.
- Me, J and A went to McDonald's after the math-test and ate ice cream.
- I ran 5 k at the gym today. While listening to my newly made songlist "Run bitch run".
- A got really mad when she saw the weight-apps in my Iphone. She was all like "Don't you dare to laugh, it's not funny." When she said that I began to laugh.
- I went home to E. We had a lovely time. We watched Glee, drank tea, talked about school, talked about boys, cleaned her room and she borrowed me a dress.
I don't remember more. Although I know there was more to tell.

I love training. It just feels so liberating.

We fit together like a puzzel.

Today was Monday, but I didn't feel like I usual do when I wake up on Mondays. No, this day was my spirit high. I didn't oversleep and I found and remembered (almost) all of my stuff. J had a 'relapse-day', it sounds worse than it was. Ley me put it this way: boys. One of her gig-flirts wrote to her and all of a sudden she realizes that she actually likes him. And there was something about O and his chest hair too. I stopped listening then. My healthy life is going so-so. A dragged me along to
McDonalds and yeah. I met H today! She is always full of nice words and honest things to say. We talked about J for example, I think that she is the prettiest girl ever. Honestly, I would kill for her looks. I said that to H, she just shrugged and said "E, I think you idolize J. She's not so pretty." And when she said it, then it just sounded silly, but later I realized that she is totally right. I tendens to do that to close friends, I did it with M and now I'm doing it with J (haha, that sentence can get really misunderstood). Later we looked at cute panties and bras, so I said "You just gotta have someone to show them for" and the wise H responds "Pfh, it's not about to find someone to show them for, it's about find someone youwant to show them for". Gosh, I just simply love H and her qoutes. Then she followed me to the gym, although she refused to walk up for the stairs. That was her limit. I tried yoga! It was great. I want to do it to a weekly routine. Over and out.

All we care about is runway models, cadillacs and liquor bottles.

Lady Gaga – The Fame

I have to go to the drapery tomorrow.

Her name is Poppy. And has the best style ever.

Je veux que moi sur les photos et j'veux poser pour Saint Lau.

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Talking about my obsession of Paris and France. Here's the best song there is in french. And the girls that "sings" walk naked in the middle of Paris. Look at the reactions, hilarious!

Never settle.

Right now I'm writing an essay about the freedom of speech. I'm comparing the freedom of speech in Burma, North Korea and Sweden. Although it's a really interesting subject, I can't find the usual me. I have thirteen tags about it, but it's such big subject. Don't really know where to begin. Anyway, yesterday I was in the city with F. I found so many things that I want, but since I have 90 kronor on my credit card I can only dream about it. I tested (thank God, it's free to try on stuff!) Ray Ban pilotglasses. It was nice! When I buy them I have to have the gold frame and the brown glass. Otherwise I look sick. M is having her birthday party next weekend. She's not sure, but it'll maybe be a costume party. With super hero theme. Then I will be cat woman, for sure. I want to start training for real now! I want to loose the soft belly and trim my thighs. I've reserved some books at the library and installed some apps at my Iphone, so hopefully it will go great! I'm doing belly exercises every morning and evening. I want to loose 11 pounds.

You can't get a happier song than this.

Håkan Hellström – Mitt Gullbergs Kaj Paradis

Keep looking my way. My head is held high. You wanna bring me down? I dare you to try.

This week has gone so fast. If the time dont slow down soon, then it will go swosch and it's summer! Anyway here is some fine moments so far this week.
- Me and J succeeded to have almost identical outfits for three different days. Gosh, it was almost embarrasing when we both had green jacket, black jeans and blue converse.
- When me and J sat at McDonald's and out of the blue J hits the table and screams "Jacob!!!". So the whole restaurant hears it. So funny! And later she screamed "damn, fucking shit" when she saw them coming down the street.
- A touched a trucks very slow spinning wheel and says "wow!"
- We discussed how our ballgowns will look like. I want a dusty pink or maybe salmon pink strapless dress that will go all way down. J wanted champange-coloured and A wanted tourquise.
- Me, K, H and L stood and waited for the food. So we looked a little closer to the milk-machine. And there was very strange figures in it. Really... Like one man looked like he was about to spank the sheep! I laughed so much that my belly started to ache.
- J, E and myself had trampoline-competitions. So funny. I just laugh and laugh and laugh whenever we meet.
- A new Glee-episode was aired, finally! I've already watched it three times.
- I got A at my philosophy-test. And he also wrote that he had noticed that I like philosophy. Which I do, it's the only subject that I actually enjoy.
- I overslept four times this week! Crazy. So yesterday morning I got a text from J saying "If you havent gotten out of bed do it. Today you will not be late". She knows me far too well.

Like a hard-candy with a surprise centre.

My friend thinks I should get over my total fixation with Paris. Really sometimes I can just sigh and tell my friend how much I want to go to Paris. The funny thing is the last time I was there I was three years old. So really it's just my imagination that I think it is a wonderful and beautiful city. But I understand my friend's frustration so I will now just write down all my Paris/French/France-needs. Get ready!

The people in France, and especially in Paris, is beautiful, sofisticated and the women wears lipstick (almost everyone wears red) and have eyeliner. They are mysterious and yes, just so french. Everyone smokes too! And noone gets cancer even if they smoke twenty cigarettes a day. Of course everyone speaks french. If someone would speak french with me, I would probably like die of prettiness.

In France they dress impecciably. This is because so many big fashion houses come from Paris. And they can see the real Karl Lagerfeld or Joh Galliano on a ordinary Tuesday. Most of my favourite fashion houses comes from France. YSL, Chloé and Lanvin are just a few. Gosh, to visit a show on Paris Fahion Week (or the couture week would probably work too), that is a dream for me.

Every picture becomes beautiful in France. The light, the buildings, the sorroundings, everything is just made for a twelve-pages spread in some fashion magasine.

In France every little village has a bakery. That makes baugettes, croisssants (oh, I have to make my mum buy croissants!) and other not too sweet things. And if you want a sugar-chock there is macaroons. The most beautful and prettiest cake ever. It's not a coincidence that every blogger blogs about them. I haven't tasted one. I want my 'first' to be special, in Paris.
Look at the dresses. I want to have those, the blue the most. To sit at a café in Paris with only that blue dress, a pair of black ballerinas and a ciggarette in my mouth. In a Cruella De Vil thingy.
I want to walk this bridge. It looks like a Disney fairy-tale!
Or get to my hotel-room (or my real home) and find this box on my bed. Filled with macaroons.

Now you may believe that I'm just a shallow 'fashionista' that love Paris because the clothes, the people and prettiness. Well, I love those stuff but I also want to see the Louvre so much. Not Mona Lisa, no I think she's a little too overrated. I also want to see the Eiffeltower, saunter by the channels, hear the bells from Notre Dame and, and just be. Please, please, please take me to Paris.

Would you rob a bank for us two?

Wish-list right now.
- Acne 'Gorgeous' Dress.
- Ray Ban tortoise-shell colored.
- A ticket to Emmaboda.
- Dotty stockings.
- A subscription of swedish Elle.

Hope it gives you hell.

The All-American Rejects – Gives You Hell

I danced with a girl, she danced me crazy.

My playlist right now.

Våren.

I think you and I should stay the same.

My life is totally hurtfree now. The weather is perfect. My friends are fantastic. And I'm in love with my new striped sweater from Zara's Man collection. Just wanted to write it down quickly before the feeling disappears.

Sometimes, cigarette in hand, she'll come out to watch, smouldering as those perfect, endless legs vanish into the hem of her tiny brown suede skirt.

I've read this super-cute little book called "Anthropology and a hundred other stories". It's about love. 101 stories about this guy and his girlfriends that dies, leaves him, he leaves and the twisted stories around them. Every little story is a twenty second reading. And every story has a word attached to it.
I've folded the best, freakiest, cutest words. Here they come. Beauty, blind, crying, endless, fuji, horsebox, kiss, lipstick, mould, normal, pilot, sailing, special, support, trick, words. These women he writes about is so confident, cool and casual. So special that their ex-boyfriends need support groups and so beautiful that car crashes.

You said move on, where do I go?

Two beautiful music videos. Makes me want to move, paint myself with loads of eyeliner, never ever tan again and get a whole new wardrobe.

You get what you need.

Glee Cast – You Can't Always Get What You Want (Glee Cast Version)

I tried out for IDOL 2010 yesterday. A really interesting experience. 8 hours waiting outside.

I'm not a girls' toy!

I want to see this! Gosh, I loved Toy Story when I was little. That movie made it almost impossible for me to get rid of my toys. I really believed that my toys could speak and had feelings.

I am more afraid of growing up then anything else.

So much stuff happens all the time. I am glad I have this blog, so I can quickly write everything down.
On saturday me and M are going to the Swedish Idol draft. Only as a fun thing to do, of course, we don't expect to proceed to the next draft. It was M's idea. She says it's something you have to do once in your lifetime, and I guess she's right. So I was thinking about which song to sing and I think I will sing "Papa Don't Preach' the Glee version. Love that song. So hopefully we will have a lovely time and maybe meet some new friends.
My practise at the bank is going very well. Everyone is super-nice and helpful. They answers every question I have and I've learned quite a lot these days.
I've also found a great website regarding my future plans to study in England. Here it is. Many questions were answered at this site. Especially concerning the grading system and the equivalent to a-levels.
Then I have to tell that I'm participating in a competition that usually is called "The Swedish Stock-Chamionship". It's starting in four days and will be running 'til the 6th of May. I don't have any experience in the stock market. But I think it will go ok. How hard can it be?
Other fun experiences? Well, I looked up my name at Urban Dictionary and here's what it said: A girls' name used in Sweden. Evokes an image of a beautiful, feminine blonde with a sweet and sunny disposition. Bam! In your face. Or something. I want a mug with that. Soooo bad.
And oh, you probably know how much I hate when people are staring at me? I know the perfect answer. Why are you so obsessed with me? Thank you Natalie Tran AKA communitychannel.

You always taught me right from wrong.

Glee Cast – Papa Don't Preach (Glee Cast Version)

I insist on only being shot from the left side.

Back from Denmark. And I love three things right now: Glee, Natalie Karlsson and caramel candies (although my mouth hurts from eating too much of them). I realized that Natalie has the same haircut that I have! so inspiration time! And Quinn on Glee, her hairstyles is a major bomb of inspiration too! I've finally accepted my short hair. It took 6 days. Tomorrow I will practisize (?) at a bank. Hope I will enjoy it. Gosh, it's my easter-holiday!