A good thing

It's really interesting how little it takes to cheer up another persons day. For weeks and weeks I have been emailing companies and organizations about an getting an internship. For weeks and weeks I have been getting answers that basicly all say the same thing. "Thank you for taking an interest in our organization. We can unfortunatly not offer you an internship at this moment." I've been keeping my spirit up but it kind of wears you down a bit every time and after ten or fifteen of those... well it's not very hope giving. Today though I got another email. This person wrote to me and said "I'm really interested to hear more about you, we might have a job that would fit you". This is so amazing! I mean this might not lead anywhere but still. This person read my email, looked at my CV and thought that I am interesting! For a real job! That definatly calls for a WO! And I might ad a HO!

Except the "Woho! She likes me"-part (or he... these danish names...) it also reminds me of how little it takes to cheer someone up. So take a look around and make sure to let the people in your life know in what ways you appreciate them. It doesn't take much! Just with one nice word you can make another person smile!

Your song...

Ooh, girl, I'm leaving you
Yes, I'm leaving you
I've got to go tonight
Ooh, girl, I'm leaving you
Yes, I'm leaving you, I've got to go
I can't stay

You shouldn't feel so blue
Shouldn't feel so blue
When I go tonight
Baby, you shouldn't feel so blue
Shouldn't feel so blue, when I'm gone
I can't stay

Keep me in your mind till I
Come back to love ya
Keep me in your mind till I
Come back to take you worlds away,
to take you worlds away, baby

Ooh, girl, I'm leaving you
Yes, I'm leaving you
I've got to go tonight
Baby, you shouldn't feel so blue
Shouldn't feel so blue, when I'm gone
I can't stay

Keep me in your mind till I
Come back to love ya
Keep me in your mind till I
Come back to love ya
Keep me in your mind till I
Come back to love ya ...

Here without you

I'm here without you baby
But you're still on my lonely mind
I think about you baby
And I dream about you all the time
I'm here without you baby
But you're still with me in my dreams
And tonight it's only you and me

Spike

You're not friends. You'll never be friends. You'll be in love till it kills you both. You'll fight, and you'll shag, and you'll hate each other till it makes you quiver, but you'll never be friends. Love isn't brains, children, it's blood...blood screaming inside you to work its will. I may be love's bitch, but at least I'm man enough to admit it.

Life please brighten up!

I've just realised the insane amount of messy unhappiness that goes around and it fucking sucks! I'm actually not talking about me now. I have my own sucky mess, which is no secret since I have a tendency to talk a lot, especially about myself... but this is not about that. I can take it. I'll be fine somehow sometime. This is about something far more important. This is about all of my darlings. In one after one I see broken hearts, depression and missery and it breaks my heart to see it! I just want to hold you all in my arms, say a spell (yeah yeah, to much Buffy lately) and make everything good again, make you all happy again! But here I am. Close or far away geographicly doesn't matter because I feel a million years away, unable to reach you all and unable to mend you. I really really wish I could give you all happines in adorable little pink giftboxes. You are all amazing people! You all deserve the best lives ever! I love you all so much!

It does warm my heart to hear from my happy darlings! Stay that way!!!

Mikael Persbrandt

LEO - The Lion

Great talker. Attractive and passionate. Laid back. Usually happy, but when unhappy tend to be grouchy and childish. A leo's problem becomes everyone's problem. Knows how to have fun. Is really good at almost anything. Great kisser. Predictable. Outgoing. Down to earth. Addictive. Attractive. Loud. Loves being in long relationships. Talkative. Not one to mess with. Rare to find. Good when found.

I don't care.

When I woke up after my surgery there was two persons on my mind. Maybe I had dreamt something about them, I don't remember. I just know that they were on my mind and it made me feel good. But now I feel like I might be loosing them both. The pain of loosing one is huge enough, if I loose the other I... well... I would be fine wouldn't I? I came to Kbh all alone half a year ago and made loads of friends. I would be fine, alone or with new people in my life. Everything in life can be done alone. I like being alone from time to time. But what makes life increadible is all the amazing people you have around you. So my life would be so much poorer...

I don't care.

Die die my darling

Sometimes stuff in life just has this wonderful tendacy to pile up in a huge overwhelming, well, pile... It feels huge and you don't know which end to start dealing with it. It's like every part of your life is all nested up in a big mess. Luckily you can usually find something good if you look around. For me right know it's København, I fucking love this place, it's were I belong. I don't know if I always will, who can know what the future holds, but right now this is home. I feel it in my entire body.

And of course I also have my darling James. The perfect man. The God.

Last few days

Four days in hopitals is definatly enough! This experience really opens up for a lot of questions. Like who choses the boring colors of the walls? How come the tv is always set on the public service channels (with exciting UR-programs or documentaries about violinists)? Why are the chairs so uncomfortable? Why are the hospital clothes only found in extra large?

Well life is full of these big questions, that probably never will be resolved... So what happened to me? Well first I went snowboarding. So much fun!!! After half the day I fell, just a usual fall, nothi´ng special really, just managed to put my finger to the ground first. This was not a good idea and there was a lot of pain. I realised that it might be broken, but I had one and a half hour left to snowboard, so I kept going. Before going back home I consulted the staff and they told me to go to the hospital when I got back home. So I spent sunday evening on KI Huddinge's emergancy department. They sent me to SÖS on monday morning, to the hand surgery department. They told me that I need surgery but that I have to do it in Denmark since it can wait up until ten days. Complicated!! So called them back on tuesday and managed to get them to agree on doing the surgery in Sweden after all. So then I had to come there on tuesday to do x-ray and fill in some papers and get information about the operation. I went there for the operation at 7 this morning and left at 7 pm, a bit dizzy and naucious, but fixed up :) Apparently it was more complicated then they thought and they had to bring in a second doctor to the surgery and they were working on my finger for over two hours. Yeayks! Anyway, now, healing and pain.

I just saw the first episode of the fourth season of LOST... have to say I'm more confused than ever!

And I'm getting quite good at writing with only one hand...

Broken again

Broken again..! But still happy! No, I did not get any morphine in the hospital, as my brother thought... I'll get back with details about this and some lovely pictures of Sweden a bit up north. Now movie with sick mum in couch, crisps might be involved. Fuck, it's hard to write!! Oh well... Bye bye for now! :)

Melodifestivalen 2008, part 1 (Göteborg)

Melodifestivalen is the swedish music competition were the swedish act for the Eurovision Song Contest is decided. The swedish competition is settled through the system of four heats, one "second chance"-round and one final. There are eight songs in every heat. The two most popular ones go straight to the final and the third and fourth song goes to "the second chance", were there as well will be eight songs after all the heats. The two winners of the second chance will as well get a place in the final, were there will be ten songs competing. And of course, the winner of the final is the one that sings in the Eurovision Song Contest.

Tonight was the first heat. My comments on tonight are as follows. I like the song "Line of fire" but really really really wish I could vote E-type out of it. Amy Diamonds song was really catchy, I like it! Christer Sjögren was very interesting. I read a critic who said; "you don't know if you should laugh or cry". I have to agree with that. Really really embaressing. But still, kind of funny... The other woman who gets to go on was just boring. Her song was so 90s. Especially Eva Dahlgren comes to mind. But were Eva has an awesome voice and an energy on stage this women, who I don't even remember the name of, had neither.

My favourite tonight was definatly Kristian Luuk so great! And a new talant was presented; Björn Gustafsson, his version of "What is love" was incredibly funny!!!!!!!

Fall 2007 (including winter 2007/2008)

• Unknown rashes on neck
• Eye infection (resulting in no contact lenses in loads of weeks!)
• Tooth infection (resulting in visit to the emergency dentist department in a hospital in Bejing)
• Hurting knee
• Broken pinky toe
• Red rashes in face caused by a bacterial infection
• Loads and loads of colds

I miss you girlies!

I ain’t got no money
I ain’t got no car to take you on a date
I can’t even buy you flowers
But together we be the perfect soulmates
Talk to me girl

Oh, baby, it’s alright now, you ain’t gotta flaunt for me
If we go touch, you can still touch my love, it’s free
We can work without the perks just you and me
Thug it out til we get it right

Baby if you strip, you can get a tip‘
Cause I like you just the way you are

I’m about to strip and I’m well equipped
Can you handle me the way I are?

I don’t need the G’s or the car keys
Boy I like you just the way you are

Let me see ya strip, you can get a tip‘
Cause I like, I like, I like

I ain't got no VISA I ain’t got no Red American Express
We can’t go nowhere exotic
It don’t matter ‘cause I’m the one that loves you best
Talk to me girl

Oh, baby, it’s alright now, you ain’t gotta flaunt for me
If we go touch, you can still touch my love, it’s free
We can work without the perks just you and me
Thug it out til we get it right

Baby if you strip, you can get a tip‘
Cause I like you just the way you are

I’m about to strip and I’m well equipped
Can you handle me the way I are?

I don’t need the G’s or the car keys
Boy I like you just the way you are

Let me see you strip, you can get a tip‘
Cause I like you just the way you are

Baby girl, I don’t got a huge ol’ house,
I rent a room in a house
Listen baby girl, I ain’t got a motorboat,
But I can float your boat
So listen, baby girl, once you get a dose of D.O.E
You gon’ want some mo’
So listen, baby girl, when I’m naked I want you there,
Want you there, yeah.

yeah my money and me loof like feel me them,
and it's realy not quite louis allason,
Your body ain't Pamela Anderson,
Its a struggle just to get you in the caravan,
But listen baby girl,
Before I let you lose a pound I'll buy a bigger car,
So listen baby girl,
I love you just the way you are, the way you are

oh, baby, it's alright now, u aint gotta flaunt for me
if we go touch, you can still touch my love, it's free
we can work without the perks just u and me
thug it out til we get it right

Baby if u strip, you can get a tip'
cause I like you just the way you are

I'm about to strip and I'm well equipped
Can u handle me the way im are?

I don't need the G's or the car keys
Boy I like you just the way you are

Let me see you strip, you can get a tip'
Cause i like you just the way you are

A productive day

My mum has today:

• watched the last season of Gilmore Girls
• ordered a house
• organized a huge pile of papers

Well done mum!!

If I were a season, I'd be Summer

The season of summer, and the element of fire. A person who is choleric, a doer, and a leader. Having a lot of ambition, energy, and passion.

Fettisdagen (Shrove Tuesday)

Semla

A semla is a traditional pastry in Finland, Sweden, Norway and Estonia, associated with Lent and especially Shrove Tuesday. The name derives from the Latin semilia, which was the name used for the finest quality wheat flour. In the southernmost part of Sweden, Skåne and by the Swedish speaking population in Finland, they are known as fastlagsbulle and in Norway they are known as fastelavnsbolle (fastlagen and fastelavn being the equivalent of shrovetide), and in the rest of Finland as laskiaispulla. In Estonia it is known as vastlakukkel.

The oldest version of the semla was a plain bread bun, eaten in a bowl of warm milk. In Swedish this is known as hetvägg and originates from middle German hete Weggen (hot wedge) or heisse Wecken (hot buns). Today, the semla consists of a cardamom-spiced wheat bun which has its top cut off and insides scooped out and is then filled with a mix of the scooped-out bread crumbs, milk and almond paste, topped with whipped cream. The cut-off top is then put back as a lid and dusted with icing sugar. It is nowadays often eaten on its own, with coffee or similar, but there are still those who eat it in a bowl of hot milk. In Finland, the bun is sometimes filled with strawberry jam instead of almond paste, and bakeries in Finland usually offer both versions. (Many bakeries distinguish between the two by decorating the traditional bun with almonds on top where as the jam filled version only has powdered sugar on top).

The semla was originally eaten only on Shrove Tuesday, as the last festive food before Lent. However, with Protestantism the Swedes stopped observing Lent, and the semla in its bowl of warm milk became a traditional dessert every Tuesday between Shrove Tuesday and Easter. Today, semlas are available in shops and bakeries every day from shortly after Christmas until Easter. Each Swede consumes on average five bakery-produced semlas each year, in addition to all those that are homemade.

King Adolf Frederick of Sweden died of digestion problems on February 12, 1771 after consuming a meal consisting of lobster, caviar, sauerkraut, smoked herring and champagne, which was topped off by 14 servings of semla, served with bowls of hot milk. Semla was the king's favorite dessert.

(From: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Semla)

Therese says

"I believe in a thing called love
Just listen to the rhythm of my heart
There's a chance we could make it now
We'll be rocking 'til the sun goes down
I believe in a thing called love
Ooh!"

Sophie says

"I dont believe in love
I never have, I never will
I dont believe in love
Its never worth the pain that you feel"

Let's try it.

There once was a girl who decided to start a blog so that her friends could follow her adventures when she moved to Copenhagen. She wrote and she wrote about what she did and what she thought. Then one day she decided not to write any more. She felt that she was the only one putting her life out in the open, inviting people in to her life and mind, without really getting anything back. Or at least not as much as she gave anyway. So she wrote a last message in her blog and then stopped. Or at least she stopped writing in public. But she had a person in her life who told her that she should start writing again, and that she should write on blogger.com instead of her old blogsite, cause this one was apparently much better. Trust me he said. And she did trust him, and since this girl was the kind of person who thinks that you should try things in life to see where they can take you and since it was possible to get the site in pink she decide to try it. So here I am. Writing again. Make a change he said also this guy. So okay. My intentions are to make a change but keep writing. As always, with everthing, this is what I feel now, what I want now, I don't know how long I will feel like writing here. But as long as I like it I'll keep it up.