HEJ OCH TACK FÖR KAFFET

Today at 3 p.m me and Malin will drive for about six hours to a place called Borlänge which host a festival called Peace & Love. I´m well excited but it all and as usual I haven´t packed and will do it in the last minute. The sun is shining, I just had an amazing breakfast and I´m ready to party until Sunday.



Four years since I been on a festival, just because I despise living in tents and hate not being able to wash. But it will be all good.

Not me but a dear friend of mine is, why me, her and Sara gathered this very Monday to "do something". The sun was shining bright and the West coast layed in front of us. With the car crammed with food and us we drove towards Bohusläns biggest flea market, which would, if trusted the website description; everything one can dream of. Enchanting, lovely. I dreamt for a while of large piles of clothes, bags, polaroid cameras, though they say dreams die first and mine was very crushed when we arrived.

Everyting smelt very funny, but the description was at least not wrong.Among all those millions of things she (Eva, the owner) retailed we found rusty skewed knifes, seagulls without beaks and hilarious signs.








After this we drove to the beach where we had amazing chicken and got a bit tanned.

Remember I said I was going to this after wrk whiskey session? Well, here are the pictures from us being toasted in the park.

After been out on Friday I was soft as a well cooked chicken fillet on Saturday. After working a few hours and laying on the couch doing nothing but eating loads of food and drinking fun light I biked over to my friend for a bbq.

She just moved in to this new amazing old place on one of the most pitoresque streets. I loved it and felt like staying for the rest of my life. Growing plants and sitting in the garden watch the trees. But that´s what the day after usually feels like. I biked home and slept and then worked.

Got a lot of pics to show really, but I give you a few chosen from her flat.

Yet a wonderful Sunday. The sun is shining, sky is blue, I finished work and will very soon meeting up Elli and Stefan in a park and have some whiskeysession, don´t know what it means really,but it´s all right.
And While talking about whiskey, I had this Motley Crue period, I listened to them day and night and lived a wild life (yeah right), let´s say I had very fun.

Woke up all sweaty from a dream that turned out to be a nightmare. It took me 30 mins and a phone call to ease the panic pressured feeling. I´m good again.And I didn´t cry, which it looks like in this very pic, I was just tired.

Time for breakfast.

I´m happy happy girl since I will be doing work experience at Damernas Värld in August. I been so nervous and have actually dreaded what would happen with my health if I hadn´t got it. 19th nervous breakdown or so..
I guess I would have been forced let to keep up the good spirit, but no need to think ´bout that anymore.



Happy happy girl it was.

Last week I went to a party at my friends, we went onwards to Kullgrens, as usual. Here are the night in pics.















Key words: dumb & dumber, coconut beer, glasses.

Last Saturday the sun was shining and a few bands were playing in a nearby park.





After the gigs, which I saw  none of, I took place on Vic´s rack and Petra on Andrea´s and the two bikes competed through the town. Unfortunatley our ride didn´t won, but come second and we stopped at Andrea´s to have some beers and get ready for the street.





We went to Kullgren´s as usual.



I went to an after party with some friends.

I will leave for Stockholm in about one and a half hour. Stay for a couple of days, hang out with friends and some spot of shopping. Need it.

But I´ll be back some time and then I got the most funny pics from different parties. One clue: Kip.

Morninglight in my room.

I have spent the last days with friends and family, why the lousy update.The weather being great which means time in the park or just outside really. Today my brother is having a birthday party and after that I will attend a one-day festival. Amusing times.

All my bags are packed, I´m ready to go. This packalacking has been causing me overflowing boxes, too heavy suitcases and yet again, a hand luggage I have to drag all the way to Stansted´s terminal. But yes, I´m going home today. Feels pretty weird not seeing England for so long. I don´t know what will happen this summer, but I´m sure it will be a good´un.

The journey back home invloves a two hours bus ride to London, Victoria, 40 mins wait, 1h 20 mins bus drive to Stansted, 6h 40 mins wait until the flight takes off. Let´s say I have plenty of time to write a little list of what I will accomplish this summer, and two un opened magazines.