I'm kinda drunk I think. It was nice at the Boat. Wie! Was there from 7 to 10.30. Wie!

I can not sleep.

Now the party don't start 'til I walk in,

I was on the ping pong-club at P today! It was great. I like it when you actually do something and not only "oh-let's-go-out-and-get-drunk"-kinda thing. Some nice guys there, but I didn't talk to anyone. Oh, I was there with E and her gang. And I didn't tell my mum where I actually was. Since she wouldn't let me go. Peace.

Second marriage, said the wrong name at the altar, a little my fault.

So today I was at the movies with M. We saw Never Let Me Go, yes, the book which I have read. It was quite good. Though I always think the book is better than the movie. Why else would I spend hours on a book, when I can get "the same" stuff in two hours? Was out last Friday too. Ended up at the boat again, with other people. It was nice. E and H was thrilled how many guys it was in one place. I agreed. Though the hottest guy works in the bar. Oh yeah.

Just one thing that annoys me right now.

Dear Adidas,
Messi: Sweaty, screaming of happiness, accomplished something, in the moment.

Perry: Posing in sexy o-pose (no kidding I have read about it), perfect make-up, doing nothing actually.

So which one do you wanna be?

Sincerely, a-girl-who-wants-female-role-models.

For you I will do it thousand times again.

Daniel Adams-Ray – Gubben i lådan

Favourite.

Dear People From My High School Graduating Class,

It's perfectly fine for you to all go and get married and have kids before you turn 25. But please stop inviting me to your weddings/baby showers. I'm too busy actually living my life.

Sincerely, Marriage-Is-For-Quitters

And the people that you love, well they have nothing lovely to say.

Angus – Take You Away

I'll take you away.

A while ago I read a book called "The fake factor: why we love brands but buy fakes" and it was one of those books that really made me think. It was, like the title suggests, about brands, consumption and human mind. It wasn't one of those shallow books that says "this is the way it is and screw the rest". No it was much deeper, analyzing why we want things in the first place, what brands really stands for and well, it was great. I wanna buy it and read it over and over.

Anyways I have a theory (which I can't remember reading in the book) which is about that subject. Why does people buy fakes or imitations? And I thought like this. A brand promise you quality, that this product will be as good as the one before (that's why we have this liability to pick the same brand, like Fanta instead of some unknown orange drink) and that is why they can charge you with more. Other factors why we buy a brand is the season trend and the want to try something new (which is smaller than you might think). Quality is the shining star on the brand heaven. That is why people spend thousands of dollars on Gucci-bags. BUT! (and this is my point) Since all the fashion houses seem to change every third month (if you count the pre-seasons and holiday-collections), why would you need a bag that can get used for another 40 years? And costs maybe 100 times more than your ordinary bag from H&M? The fashion houses tricks themselves. Yeah. Nighty night.

The night is young and so am I.

Last Friday was a blast. The second time I've been out and it was awesome! Me and L decided some days before that we would go out together since non of us has been out a lot. So we met up at Q before and just sat and talked, she made me try Corona and well, it was nice. Then was the plan that we would go to J 'cause well the age-limit is 18 there and most of the other places has 20. But J phoned and we discovered that we were on the list on S/B. Oh my, and she and her crew would go there so we thought; why not? The more the merrier. And it was great. Sure it took a little time before the place started to fill up and sure the alcohol was a bit expensive. Other than that: hilarious. Me and L stayed together for the whole time and that was nice. I got checked out by some guys but I had too great time with L to care about them. We danced and the dancing floor was great. Not too big, smoke machine, great music, crowded like a festival and fun fun fun! Some guys from L's class was there and guess who J made out with after we left? Yeah J, which is like the biggest man-whore there is. Me and L sat in McDonald's when we got the text. Gosh gosh gosh. There we met another guy from L's class and he was hilarious (it's strange how people change when they're drunk). You could see how tired the clerks was with drunk youths. Then, after the text came, we ran to the bus stop to meet J and laughed a lot! We got a ride home with L's mum and then it was nighty nighty after a shower. Up 9 o'clock for work the next day. Totally worth it. Although I have to learn to get a nice party-make up. Hihi.

I hope you will run for a long time.

Håkan Hellström – Vaggvisa För Flyktbenägna

Just some damn honesty.

I'm scared. I just can't stand more of the "what are you going to do after graduation"-chats with everyone. I thought I knew exactly what I wanted, that it would be a piece of cake making choices when I would be 18. But I don't. I haven't even been kissed and now I'm supposed to know what I want to do for the rest of my life? I know you can always quit jobs and move, but how easy is that? I'm scared of being a nobody. I want to accomplish something real that changes lives. But how am I going to do that in a bank or trading company? I hate shallowness, how people can ignore that they're dealing with other humans. What if I'm going to end up at a job I despise? Also I hate how money-fixated my parents are. I just wished they could see me and how much I can do and, I don't know, believe in my strength? Because I know I am strong enough. That brats can't make me feel low. You know what the best of best things would be? If I found a boyfriend and we moved together to S. What a dream.

Youth knows no pain.

May rot and burn in hell.

Johnny Cash – San Quentin - Live

I got the job at L yesterday! Wie!

A man who is good enough to shed his blood for the country is good enough to be given a square deal afterwards.

Just home from my appointment at the blood donor centre and I have to say: I loved it! The nurse that took care of me, Marie, was so nice and lovely. She was curious about why I decided to be a vegetarian, what I wanted to do after graduation and everything. And when we were waiting for my tests result that would say if I even could donate blood, she was very "oh, but you young girls can be a little bit absent, so maybe if you can't give blood now then you can come back after the summer..." and then the results came and she outburst "but not this girl!". It was so nice. And she told me about why they need blood and that she thought I was great doing this. I didn't donate blood this time, but in six weeks I will. Hopefully it will be as nice as this time!

Pang! Boom! Crash!

Oskar Linnros – Mister Cool

You know what I feel? Bored.

I know she's cute but it has to be you and me.

Veronica Maggio – Jag kommer

We sure are cute for two ugly people.

Some thoughts right now. I like my black long vintage coat which I bought last year. It's a real confidence-boosting thing to wear. When I have it I just don't care about my hair or other people, instead I go around with Lykke Li's Get Some in my mind. I like children. Or at least happy children. I saw a documentary from Canada about The history of Feminism. Very good. I want to do something to. The first step - to read about it. And to get friends who stand by me in this question. Also I am scared. Because next Tuesday I am going to have my blood tested, 'cause I want to give blood, and I'm afraid my blood will be sucky. 'Cause I'm a vegetarian.

I don't see what anyone could see in anyone else but you.

TV-shows I adore.

Just wanted to write about something. So here are my favorite TV-shows right now. Friends. Please please, give me friends like these. And Chandler as a boyfriend.

An idiot abroad. I love this man, whether he's "real" or not, because he just is so unimpressed all the time. I have talked about this TV-show sooo much with my frie

nds so they are tired of it. And they haven't even seen it. My favorite episode is by far the one in Jordan. When he speaks of inventing things. Oh gosh, so brilliant and so so true. Gimme more Karl Pilkington!

Debatt. With the very best Belinda. This show just debate things and are very u

p to date. If you watch this you will get allmänbildad either way.

Glee. The cheesy american, musical show that are oh. So so good. And all the songs on Spotify. The best episode? The one where they have to preform with the football-guys. Hilarious all the way through.

Jakten på lyckan. Love the presenter Hanna Hellquist. A nice and well-written show. Although I wish it was longer episodes.

Klass 9A. Just seeing people struggle and succeed makes me happy. Yay!

I want to put up pictures on my wall. You know, FYI. Anyway. I have one picture on the wall right now, and that's on me. So I figured I could take some pictures at my friends (or rather force them to be in the picture), put up the paper cut-out I have and maybe draw something by myself! I was at N's house today and she had nice drawings of ink. And she said it was pretty easy to make it cool. Then buy frames and nail it up. Couldn't be so hard. Right?

My fingertips are holding on to the cracks in our foundation.

Kate Nash – Foundations - Full Explicit Version

You know those nights when you can't fall asleep? Well, maybe it's because you're awake in someone else's dream.

So here I am. 18 years old. Finally. All those times I've cried because I couldn't go out, when I couldn't do things because I was still a child. Forever and ever over. My birthday, however, didn't start of so well. I was in fact furious because it was hot in my bed, they didn't come soon enough and I just wanted something to happen. Then it did. I got a computer (which I'm writing on now), some jewelry, a cap from my sister's boyfriend, money and yeah. The most time of my birthday was spent baking cakes for my cake party the day after. We ate out at a restaurant with VERY spicy food. Then out with my friends. Got denied the first time, 'cause I wasn't born 1992. Not so nice. Anyways we went to two other places and had a quite great time. Free alcohol. Yeah.

On the Sunday I had the cake party. 12 persons had accepted only 8 came. Not cool. But we ate anyway. And got sugar high. Sang on SingStar. Talked. It was nice.

And then Miike Snow on the Monday. Oh gosh how many pretentious people in one room. But the music was nice nice nice. I don't know what to say about those day more... It was great couple of days.

Thursday and Friday were also quite eventful. It was the UF-exhibition. Oh yeah. And a work interview too. So kind of busy. Me and J stood and waited for "the crew" to open the door for about one and half an hour. Then we came in and A joined us later and everything got ready quite fast. Anyways it was some pretty guys in "the crew" and lots of people in our age, naturally, so that was fun. Then at one o'clock I changed my clothes and walked to my second work interview at L. It went quite good I think. Cross fingers I get the job. At the interview was one of "the crew"-members. He was the only guy there.

So back to the exhibition and well, I rocked the selling bit. When I got home I was so tired! I got to bed half past nine.

The Friday was a long day after the official opening ceremony, we stood in our case for five hours straight! M's boyfriend stopped and talked so did H, M, most of the school-people and so on. I don't know but J said that some guys probably thought I was flirting with them. Yeah yeah, that's their problem. And the guy who was at the same interview, well he walked pass our case many times and kind of looked at my belly. When I complained J said "But your name tag is there!". Aha. We sold 28 polka-things. We were satisfied. And people from our won sooo many categorizes! It was sick. Anyways, after the price award and shit it was time to clear out. And get an approval by a crew member. And it was frantic, people wanted to get out of there the fastest they could. So all crew-members were gone when I started to search. I saw one that I had talked to before, but she couldn't leave her spot. So I continued to search. And I turned left. And saw the guy inspecting someone's case. And about five persons waiting for him to follow them to their case. So I smiled and said hi. And he remembered me and followed me to our case. Oh yeah. I was kind of proud about that.

Yesterday I worked. Quite many visitors. And got this lovely computer that I'm typing on. The model is like totally new. Was released last Thursday! So nice. And I went to E. Or cycled matter of fact. She got the job at L and we talked, watched two Glee-episodes and ate candy. Nice nice.

Today has been cool. Just been fixing with my computer, wallpaper, bookmarks, synchronizing my mail and other nice stuff. Very good. Wie. But I have to get all my music from the other computer and my pictures... Oh well. Tomorrow is another day.

I'm beautiful in my way.

I sit here with my new computer and I have A LOT to tell you. But wait until tomorrow. cheers.