Monday, November 8
I miss the US. I miss the white snow at christmas time , I miss the friendly and kind people. I miss the food, the fat, delicious and huge amount you always get. I miss the lovely language, the nature and the big houses. I miss the way you always feel at home no mater where you go. I miss the profit, the kindness and happiness people happily share with each other. I miss it, yes I do. But most of all I miss my Grandma and Grandpa. Miu
Sunday, November 7
It's 3 'o'clock in the morning and i'm awake. It's dark outside. So dark. I cant fall asleep, even though I know I should. Everyone else is. The whole city is sleeping. The silence is creeping up to me and wraps me up tight like a big carpet. The darkness combined with the silence makes me wonder about life. I like thinking about life, because there is no right answer. Only you know what real life is all about. But right now, I wish that thoughts about life would just go away so I could sleep. Goodnight.
Saturday, November 6
Tuesday, November 2
"Start with the beginning, and when you get to the end, stop" That was what my dad used to tell me, when I had trouble writhing an essay. These words might sound a bit stupid, but if you really think about them, it's a very clever way of thinking. A problem might be hard and confusing, yes, but you should never give up. Never ever. Just start from the beginning and work your way forward. Keep going after your dream, and never stop, until you have reached it.
That sure is pretty wise.
I love my father when he talks big thoughts. He is always so philosophic and serious and speaks as if he were the wisest man in the world. And all I can do is sit here and nod and lol silently inside. mehehehe
Thursday, October 28
Tuesday, September 28

SERIOUS CRIME RIDING
I just drew on my wall. My mother got pretty pissed, but I think it's looking really good. Idon't know why I did it. I just felt really creative today, and I haven't had any chance to express myself in a creative way today. I have always wanted to draw on the wall when I was little, but I never dared. But now I do, and I did it, and i love it.
When I move into my own apartment, I will paint all kinds of pictures allover the place. White walls with black paintings. It would look so good. I can't wait to do it. I can't wait to move out. I can't wait to decorate and create wonderful things with the rooms. Now I only have my room to do it in, but it's so small, so it doesn't really count..
Monday, September 27
Sunday, September 26
Saturday, September 25
I wanna look like this when winter comes. Pretty simple, but still with a twist of sweden and street at the same time. I think I'm going to go shopping in a secondhand shop to try to find the perfect vintage coat. I will use my sisters brown knitted scarf. I will ask my lovely grandmother if she could knit a hat for me. She is so good at knitting, so she might make just the right one for me. Then I would use some old mittens we have in the drawers out in the hallway. And then I will make sure to dress vintage every day, so it completes the outfit.Winter is good.
INTO THE WILD
This must be one of the best movies I've ever seen. this is such a strong movie with touching and scenes. The director is very good at creating the most fantastic and beautiful pictures and strong sequences. Emile Hirsch plays the leading part, witch if you ask me, is the best casting ever made. He is born for this part.
And on top of all this, theres the greatest music in it. I've linked some of it to the title. Try to listen. It's amazing!
Friday, September 24
Thursday, September 23
Wednesday, September 22
ROSKILDE MUSIC FESTIVAL

The greatest time i ever had in my entire life, was this summer. This summer I attended in the fantastic danish music festival, Roskilde festival. I Had bought myself a ticket, not really knowing who half of the artists who preformed there were, I had just heard, that it was like being on another planet, far far away from everything, where you didn't have to be other then yourself, and just party for the win for a freaking hole week. So I decided spent my last money and buy a ticket. And i'm so glad I did. That week was the most fun I ever had. Party every night till 7am with people who don't care where you come from ore how you look. They like you for who you are, and thats all. Just cutting loose from everything and go wild a whole week. And on top of everything I got introduced to lots of brilliant new music like Jack Johnson, Patti Smith and so on. I am already saving up for next year. I am going no matter what.
What really amazes me, is, that something as simple as this, can be so beautiful. I mean, look at it. A gray/ brown background and a slightly blurred girl, who looks mysterious, dressed in a dark red gown and golden necklaces. so innocent, and yet so excellent. I really like it. I wish I had the creativity and imagination to invent stuff like this. I would become an editor for a huge magazine, and make lots of money just by doing what I was good at. I would look fabulous in all the newest labels and have the perfect good looking and sweet boyfriend. I would live in Paris in an old bell tower, with a fantastic view all over the beautiful city. In the bell tower, there would be seven floors, each floor would be a room. The upper floor would be my bedroom. The walls should be made out of glass and be shaped like a dome. So when it was a starry night, I could lay in my giant bed, witch of course filled the entire floor, with my loving and sweet boyfriend and have a romantic night where we could look at the stars. Every morning I would eat fresh baked croissants and warm black coffee. It would be nice, if I were rich
Tuesday, September 21
I keep telling myself to shut down the computer and start on my giant stack of homework, but I really don't have any surplus to it. It has been such a long day, and I'm tired and I feel like butter smeared over to much bread. I couldn't care less for that homework. It takes so long to finish, and I don't learn a thing from it. Fuck homework. Fuck it hard.
Sunday, September 19
Siting in ma corner wondering what life is all about. I find myself lost, confused and unknowing. I do not now the answer to this question, and that is bothering me. But I figure, that I better not think to much about it, cause somehow I do not want to know. What excitement would life then have anyway, if we knew everything? Life is a gift and I do not intend to waste it.
Now what I just wrote, was my attempt to sound clever and wise.
Thursday, September 16
Tuesday, September 14
Thursday, September 9
Legendary death


I Just found out, that Jeff Buckly him self, died in 1997. All these years I have enjoyed his amazing, fantastic and really dreaming good music, nott knowing that he's dead. I can almost cry right now. He's a legend, he's a star, he's an artist, he's the god of relaxing music. I love him, but he's dead.
Sunday, September 5
Friday, September 3
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