Sunday dreams

School

Final countdown

Open the bag – check.

Book hostel – check.

Hung over – check.

The last saturday

Today is the night of mayhem - Alice and Kenny are celebrating their birthdays togheter with the traditional "Kräftskiva". It'll also be the last night with all of my friends before leaving.

And so the summer was over

View from the summer house

Eating is nothing to take for guaranteed

When opening the fridge and realizing that there is nothing of value that you can eat the feeling of depression isn’t far away. This is my reality every damn day. What some of you might not know yet is that I’ve started a project to run during my stay in the UK. I’ve been doing this since the beginning of August and it is quite hard actually – to be a vegan. Worst is when one comes home after a late night out and really need some fat food to satisfy you with – forget that – usually it ends up with a dry cracker bread and banana. But most of the time it is really just fun, but that demands that it is something to use for cooking. Currently I’m cooking some vegan food to feed myself with. It’ll be a filled zucchini with “kantarellstuving” and broccoli. So this is a day when life feels worth living. Food is more of the daily happiness than you believe.

Slacker-Cajjan is in the house

HEY SLACKERS! A year ago this situation would totally freak me out: After the after-breakfast-nap I finally left bed for the day and met up with people I had to meet, to put a checkmark on my people-to-meet-before-leaving-list. When moving somewhere, especially abroad it is a few things that is important to get fixed… for example CSN, insurance, a hostel booked for the first days before finding an house-share to move in to. Do you think I’ve done any of those things? No? You’re right, Slacker-Cajjan is in the house and I’m leaving Sweden in six days no matter the condition of my must-do-list. But I can’t help to think “what’s the worst thing that could happen?”

Keep busy or die

To be off work and occupies is not one of my skills. I wake up to a new glorious day and think about all the awesome things I have time to do now when I’m free as a bird the week before leaving to Brighton. I eat my breakfast and read the all the two papers we got, think a bit about politics (or pretend for myself to think about it) and try to concentrate about the important stuff in the news, but always end up to read about scandals and murders (witch also leads my fantasy to go maniac every time I walk home alone) – it is not good for you to read about terrible facts. Read about more happy things instead, like… when I think about it there isn’t very many happy things in the news now days. Maybe in the culture section. Maybe not.
Well well, the day continues and I think I can afford myself to spend some time in the sofa just chillin’. Not a very good idea, I tell you. ‘Cause I always end up more tiered then I was when I woke up and I just THINK about all the things I want to do – take a walk, dance naked in my room, organize my life, have a coffee at some posh café... but my body is just like a dictator that snaps me with a whip and says to me “NO, just stay RIGHT where you are, DO NOT move!” So there I am, absolutely incompetent to do nothing of the day. I’m so used to be working six days a week that I get apathetic when I’m free. I’m so mad at my body right now I’ll make it suffer tomorrow.

Marty is back from Berlin

Things some of you unfortunately already know, the rest of us just THINKS we know it

Some things you just can’t realize without experience it. You might tell someone how sad you feel for them when they tell you how it felt to break their leg, having their partner cheating at them or the worst of it all – losing someone. But you’ll never ever know or even be able to imagine how it feels before experience it. And I’m not telling you that I know how all of these things feel, not at all. But what I know is some feelings that you get after the first understand that any one can be gone any time. Feelings that before has felt totally childish; the feeling of not saying goodbye to someone properly, leave each other after a fight, forgetting to be there for someone and tell them how much you love them – I can’t do any of those any more.

Sunday eye candy

Some candy for yah boys and girls

© A. Norrman

How to do a "bakisdag"

Wake up somewhere else than in your own bed, could be your ex-partners bed, could be on your sofa, under a kitchen table or on the floor of the nightclub where you spent the evening. Leave the sleeping spot a little bit too early for being a bit recovered, exclaim loudly how bad you’re feeling and wrinkle the whole face. Then eat a dry cracker bread with nothing on it (since you are a vegan now, yes you are, we have talked about this..) and complete with a banana and water. Complain again how bad you feel, but not in a whiny way, more like “hey, my life is SO rock and roll”. After this it is important to meet up with your friends to talk about last night, ‘cause obviously it was damn wicked! Laugh a little bit to loud in public areas and take no notice about what others may think of you and your rock and roll gang. Then just let the day continue in just lame ass activities and without any thoughts of the following day, live for the second. If this wasn’t enough for you – here comes some strict guidelines if you might not already know of them:


1. No showering until before bed!
2. Eat only the things you really feel for, no fucking healthy thoughts, alright?!
3. Keep on complaining about how bad you feel, and then laugh about something crazy that you did last night.
4. Stay cool.

How to visit the sea

How to do a night out

It is a pretty boring night where most of the outcomes look pretty dark. The party settled in the woods is kind of pitch black and lame ass also have ran out of alcohol. So you catch up with your friends and random Englishmen, go to the nearest bar and do a hysteric shot race in the bar with the awesome guy who owns the place, long after closing. And to mention the way to make the night go just awesome – you lose your mobile phone, or rather drop it on the mad ride on the bicycle over Linnéplatsen. We are talking about a phone you’ll find in a thousand pieces after a few cars drove over it. What you’ll have to do next is to accidentally meet up with an old classmate of yours, drink a whole lot of his whiskey from the pet bottle he brought it in. Fall asleep with your best friend in your arms on the grass in the middle of the party, wake up an hour later, puke and bicycle the mad ride home. Any questions?

2 PM, status: sofa.

Very much good morning at two pm! To be very hangover and still lie in the sofa at this time of the day feels amazing, it feels like it was years since I had a whole day off and being at home not having to make anything of the day.

Stina

My sister has always been very creative..

Tomorrow is not the first day of the rest of my life, but still, above remarkable!

I was travelling in Vietnam last fall, it was my first trip outside of Europe and my first long term travel totally on my own. I stayed three months in Asia and during that time I met a whole lot of brilliant people, but just a few of them stays in the category of friends, you know the one you’ll invite to your wedding and stuff. Tomorrow one of those is coming to visit! The man I met in Ho Chi Minh City, Vietnam – Simon. It will be absolutely awesome to see him again. But enough of this sentimental crap, tomorrow is a going to be an even more awesome day since I will work my absolutely last day at work, no more fingers dirty from the espresso, no more sweat from the small coffee bar that always is above 30c degrees and what is left to me is absolutely freedom before moving to B-b-b-Brighton baby!

Don't you ever leave your number to an assertive man!

My friend Lovisa was born with a good sense of humor. This is a contribute from that awesome chick. - Reason to stay single

This is what will keep me dancing the last night of Way Out West

I just realized that I’ll be dancing until the sunrise to Fake Blood on Saturday, witch is the last band playing on Way Out West. It will be absolutely marvellous! I mean, people will take off their shirts and we are talking wet t-shirt party and stuff!

The monthly period

The most beautiful bicycle you can possibly ride is a racer, without any frames. You will hereby look very cool and handsome, especially when weather is sunny so that you can wear your sunnies and appear with a stone face - since no one can see your eyes. What many of us racer bikers do not talk about is the disadvantages with riding an awesome looking bicycle is, what I like the racer bikers monthly period – everybody has it but no one wants to admit it – the rain. When the rain comes while sitting there and tread your pedals for your life, all the water from the wheels comes splashing up on your back and beloved rump that is covered with your favourite shorts (‘cause one always dresses handsome when bicycling). So when reaching your destination you won’t look so very dapper anymore.. let’s never talk about this again.

Day one

Welcome