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lördag 22 oktober 2011
And when she gets upset, tell her how you never meant to hurt noone.
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In 2012 I promise myself to...
Be a little sluttier, but do not get desperate.
Take my driver license.
Visit Berlin.
Learn how to raise one eyebrow.
Learn how to drink, and hopefully like, bourbon.
Visit Rome.
Do stuff not because it's cool, but because I am cool.
Do the HSP once again.
Take the entrance test to MENSA.
Have a consumption-free month.
Know when to forget what I want and remember what I deserve.
Collect moments, not things.
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So let's get beer and find something to do.
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Julia.
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Ytligheter.
Things to do before I die.
Eat lunch at Balthazar in New York.
Live and work in Hawaii.
Get straight A's.
Snog a stranger at holiday.
Be able to take my friend to a cafe and say 'the usual', without being taken as an idiot.
Wear red lipstick and polka dots.
Write a book.
Apply for Cambridge University.
Volounteer at the Olympics in 2012.
Eat macaroons in Paris.
Be an extra in a Bollywood-movie.
Dance without fear and just for the hell of it.
Dye my hair.
Party 'til 5 am and still look stunning at brunch.
Wear a couture garment.
Do the the perfect wink-shoot.
Be the centre of the party.
Go to a festival.
See The Killers.
Live in Milan and learn to speak fluent italian.
Be mistaken for a celebrity.
Party in Cannes.