let's make it a good one...

I wish you all a very Happy New Year, may all your wishes come true for 2009. Ill make sure that mine will....

are we human or are we dancers?

question of the day....http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n6r4KT8-VX0

love me, thrill me, kiss me

that's the text on three rings. three wonderful rings from >>>bjorg<<<.

“For me jewellery is a very intimate thing which reflects our passions and
emotions. I believe we all need joy and some glitz in our lives, and l
feel very privileged to have the opportunity to make a difference to other
people by adding some sparkle to special occasions as well as those random
days in between!” -bjorg

I agree...that's probably why I just love her jewelleries. if I ought to be a jewellery designer, I would have made my things like hers. i mean..look at them...

back in rome

so the party on 25th wasn't that great. i felt old. my friends felt old, and it wasn't as fun as it use to be. I think the fact that we felt old, is because we are, older.

The girls at the club were dressed in...high heels, pantyhouse, a long tank top and a belt-that's it. I just had to comment on one girl that looked dreadful, and I told her that she probably had left her pants in the bathroom. She just looked at me and didn't know how to respond. I didn't wait because maybe she would put the drink in her hand over my head.

Now I'm back in Rome wondering what new years will bring.

Party of the year

that´s today, the party of the year. when swede´s get together get wasted and have fun!
so...i´m at my brother´s place waiting for my friend to stop by so that we can begin. this night, is better than new years. Everybody´s out, and everybody´s happy and ready to drink and dance.

what a night, well at least that´s what I have i mind. let´s just hope it will be as nice as the other years, maybe better, who knows?

to all of you from me

My dearest ones, i don´t believe i will enjoy christmas until i have my own children. Im sorry. However I would like to tell you all, that the best xmas gift is to wake up an know that i have you in my life, my dear friends and family. And M you are so right, my home is where my heart is. It´s really true. I was present yesterday with my body, but my heart was somewhere else.

MERRY XMAS!

Hope that you haven´t been naughty but nice, so that santa gives you a gift and not the rice! ;)

do you like it? it was my xmas rime that I came up with at dinner today.

here´s my xmas gift from santa

hrm...not really but almost?

xmas around the corner

sitting at my parents home, alone. you know what that means? I put on music, very loud. I mean very, very loud. the first cd that poped out was xmas carols remix. All the xmas carols I use to listen to when i was young. So since I was alone, i just had to do the dances too. haha what a sight i must have been to my neighbours, let´s just hope they didn´t see me.
anyway I was actually listening to the text and there´s >>>this one carol<<< singing about frogs being out of ears and tails? hrm...I mean what does that has to do with xmas? a frog? we´re not chinese, we´re swedish. is it because we want our prince to pop out of the frog or what? these swedes they crack me up sometimes, and also it makes me feel more calm, cause it explains that it´s not only me being crazy it´s just my origin-Swede´s are crazy!

down memory lane

I was there...with all of the boys, what a memory, what a party afterwards. OMG!
sweet memories. I was lucky, had the best seat at every game(not my video). funny thing is that they caught me so many times on the jumbotrone so in the intermission people came to ask for my autograf. Mine? It was quite embarrassing with the rest of the Swedish crew around. they found it funny and told me to get paid for every picture, and say yes to making the calander. Maybe I should´ve, then I´d been able to make a penny. or two. I didn´t. Oh my God, i can be so damn blonde sometimes. ;)

type a thing...

by now you know im in Sweden, and that Im Swedish, I think has been kinda hard to miss?! So im back where my roots are. I can go out without being stared at, that is I don´t feel like a banana in a strawberry field, but looking around, hearing what people are talking about, I do feel like a blueberry lost in a dessert. Where do I belong??? I do wonder.
We´ve talked about this in school, I´ve been dealing with it, my friends at school has been too, it´s a problem for us "children of the world" that has a nationality but been moving around in different cultures. we feel lost in translation so to say. like for instance, it´s bad when my brother asks me to speak English instead of Swedish, because what I´m saying doesn´t make sense. (Even if it would, I doubt that it would, if you know what I mean?)

it´s hard, you know, when it comes more natural for me to speak italian to my parents, when I turn to my niece and ask her something in English, and then to my man and speak Swedish. I mean where is the sense in that? If there is any. At all. I do wonder Will I ever feel at home at home, somewhere? I do know of a place...but it is getting small, way too small for two...

brrr it´s cold in here...

Same old same old, and it´s soooo sweet. when you meet your old friends that you haven´t seen in what seems for ever, and yet it´s like you met yesterday. That´s real friends, my friends!
We had the best night ever, me and J. As back in the days. well, almost, only that we are not single and 20 anymore, and we were sober.
We went to PUSH "the" club in Gothenburg, where my friend is club director (nice worked S;) and we didn´t have to stand in line, nor pay. Thanks!
It is cold here, even though it´s no snow. So we have to dance to keep us warm...

models in sweden

great had just written a looooong blog. for once. pressed publish, and woooosh, it dissappears. wonderful.

anyway what I had written was that im in sweden. everytime I come here, it feels like im walking into the future. and people are so beautiful, hot even. both men and women. they dress well and their hair. mamma mia! they all, haha well many, look like models.

great

still in bed, with fever. tomorrow I'm gonna fly to Sweden, with a 3 hr layover in Amsterdam. I'm soooo excited. NOT. My body hurts, my head hurts, im cold, im hot, i cough, I can't breath, running nose. Today I have to pack. With dirty clothes. Told my mom, she said she'll clean them for me as long as I get home for xmas. How sweet. Moms are just great!

so here we go

yesterday nurse....today..patient. so now we're both sick in bed.
what about the million things we have to do?
we'll it might be destiny that we have to move back our transfer...

oh no

My baby is sick, so I've been the nurse. Treating him with much love. Hope that he gets better soon...

ass

my boss is an ass today. don't wanna work, but here i am. the last day and all. and then goodbyeeeee

i wish

I wish I could help my dear! oh how I wish I could help, or be there close to you now.
I'm complaining and here, look at you my sweet baby. Ti adoro principessa mia!!!

Angels of a Kind
by Jessica Stamps
Take my hand and lead me to your heart.
I want to feel your dreams that shine light in the dark.
Your smile caresses my soul and makes my life complete.
Your love has changed the way I feel; I am no longer me.
You have made me a follower in your angel parade.
You have given me wings to fly through each day.
I imagine us together for the rest of our lives.
We have so many memories and so many happy times.
To feel this way is something new.
I give my world, my life, and my heart to you.
I will never break a promise; I intend to keep all.
If you are ever in need I will not let you fall.
The truth of the matter is that I love you.
Forever and always my love will be true.



(sounds like Im in love but she is my best friend and I just love her)

scared? what?

Scared? what? me....no....YES fine, I admit, Im scared. Fuck.

//The only fear to fear is fear itself.//

Exactly, that's what it is.

life or something like it?

life in italy: you make more money working on the weekends in a shop than working 12 hrs per day in an office. Makes sense? no? Right. That's my reality. Then we have my friends that are working basically for free. I have one friend that is a lawyer that makes 400 euros a month. Incredibile. But she is happy that she is getting paid at all, because even if she has been studying and done all the exams to be a lawyer, the first 6 months they expect you to work for free. And live of what? Air? No I need to get away. Even if my man in a moment of weakness yesterday mentioned that maybe we should remain here, but it was only a whisper. God only knows where I'll be in two weeks time.

1 saint

today is a special day for us Swedes, it's santa lucia, our only saint. so here's from me to all of you;

these swedes eh

I just discovered this lady, Swedish, what else? ;)

check, check..hrm

Another day, other thoughts. Had to buy myself a magazine , since being alone with your thoughts sometimes can really drive you crazy.
Anyway with Elle you get this plastic xmas bag, and immedietaly I realized that I can personalize it! YEAY. Then I bought this black T-shirt from the store with the print on the front ”Who the fuck is Mich Jagger?” I really want one that says ”who the fuck am I?”


Products I woulnd't mind under my xmas tree;
Rock n rose by valentino, smells good and it´s beautiful!

Who doesn't want a Kiss me baby bag by www.zufialexander.com
Sony reflex digital 350 k from sony 799 euro

Stainway piano, the diamond of pianos. pricelessAll day all year from Sisley 235 euro
Sony Eriksson xperia x1 649,90 euro
Bottle of Cabernet Savignoun covered in 250 Swarovsi Crystals, Umberto Cesari 70 euro

Hm...I'm not really expecting these gifts, but you can always make a wish no?

Then I was thinking about all these cremes and treatments, they might work, but who has the patience and time to go through with it? Not me, that´s for sure. The time I might have. Not the patience. So when it´s time, Ill do botox. Im sorry.

I also found this Gucci tattoo heart, their new line for unicef, good concept, but I don't like the bag. Looks like the xmas decorations my mom put up when I was a kid. here go see for yourself. www.gucci.com/unicef

If you're bored check these sites out;
www.tokujin.com
the global warning book
www.piper.viktor-rolf.com
and this one if you don't happen to turn out famous and have the chance to get a mem0rial this company in spain writes one for you. Memorials for normal people, http://memorailia.es (from 300-3000 euros.)

last but not least if you want to find pictures from waaaay back in time http://images.google.com/hosted/life

a sign

was looking for a sign if I'm doing the right thing. Even though it's not at all the first time Im about to change my life by moving somewhere far away. Anyway, Im getting older, but what the heck, you only live once right!!! ;)
anyway I got my sign in the form of a sudden blackout in the store, and with the music playing...this song...




a good sign no???

caotic!!!

That's what my life is now. caotic. so little time until im moving, and yet nothing done. well...I still have a week to pack my whole life, send it to Sweden (the things Im not bringing to the States) sell my car (which is a problem since it has Swedish licence plates, but my dear man is a cliff and helps me with that) arrange for the payments, go to the embassy for the visa interview, find a place to stay in San Diego. Well...watch me, I'll make it!

//To resolve an eqvation you have to find all the roots.//

long distance...

Been there, done that. Did not like it. So why do I wanna go through it again? Or do I really?

Love on distance, is the sweet love, you only miss and never heal from, if not ended correctly, and it never is. Then years pass and you still think about that person as your big love. Which is wrong. Unfortunately love on distance, is not real love, can't be, you don't live with the person on an everyday basis. Ok you might know them, but not for real. Only the good sides, since you only get to see each other a couple of times a year. Not real, but fairytale like, I agree. Seems bigger than it really is. A thing on paper, letter emails, some phonecalls, but not the person in real, face-to-face with you.

No, I don't wanna do it again. I don't wanna loose this real love, to a fairytale. I want real life, real problems, and first of all real love.

If there is a will there is a way. That's just the way it is.

If there is a way, there is a will. think about it.

too much time

that's what I have on my hands during the day, too much time. Time that I get paid for- but time that I need for other things right now. Well c'est la vie. Nothing is ever exactly the way you want it.

I am very lucky to be born in the part of the world that I. That is in Sweden, where we have the highest percentage of equality amongst male and female. With the time in the shop I read. I finished a book called A thousand splendid suns, talking about two afghan women's life. It really put my life in a perspective, even my problems. Poor, poor women. Strange how people can miscommunicate a religion, like here islam. Ive read the koran, and the way the women are being treated has nothing to do with the koran, it has to do with fucked up men. Do they feel so low that they have to put the women under them like that? disgusting. you should read the book though, it really makes you want to help the war victims and especially the children.

today

enough with nightmares. I didn't sleep that well, neither did my man. god when will they stop i wonder?

however, since ive been working that much, even though i can't say that I really work at work, I am exhausted and yesterday we decided to go snowboarding today. so many many thanks to M that is covering my shift for me. mwah to you.

so guys tonight I will do some serious blogging. i have many subjects to air. so wait for that. hehe

now im going snowboardiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing. Hell yeah!

i put my head in it

waaaay too many of these yesterday. waaaaay too many. it feels literally like I put my whole head in the glass. yeah that's how it feels. why oh why will I never learn? mamma mia.

tired

i'm tired guys. tired of sitting in the f-ing store and watching movies. ok I get paid. that's good.

now im gonna take a nap. then im gonna watch Elizabeth, yes at work!

if you wanna know how I feel...watch this.

wow

can you believe it? i got internet at work. i wonder for how long though?? 

 

just put a smile on

that's what Ill have to do today, 260 euros less. 200 for the car yesterday (that by the way is still there with the police since I couldn't cough up another 200 euros right away) and 60 euros for drinks to forget my misery.

now of to work again. yes, I know i need the money. so just schhhhhhh and put a smile on. yeay.

arghhhhhhhhhhhhh

so what's the odds? 0-10000 i think and Where Im the 0.

In one day, one fucking day. the traffick police towed my car twice. that is two times in one day! Infuckingcredibile!

so now you know how italy works.actually the ONLY thing that do work is the traffick police... the rest...it takes time guys.

Thank god, thank god thank god that Im leaving, otherwise I think I might have done something terrible and gone to jail.

I love my man so much. He came to pick me up. TWICE today. He is my saviour!

addicted, yes i am

a whole day without internet, and I realize my addiction. 

Funny that I this morning I heard on the radio that in Sweden and Norway 84% use internet to do business and work where as in Italy only 4%. (?) 

I had absolutely nothing to do at work today so I wrote material for what I believe can be 1 week of blogging. I was so bored that I don´t even know if I can handle the other 7 days that are left. Is the money really worth my boredom? I know, I sound spoiled, I am too, but who wouldn´t be bored sitting in a shop, where no one enters during the day. Where you don´t have internet and all you can do is read and listen to the radio. I don´t know about you, but I get restless and start to think about everything I have to do at home. And that´s when I realized that I´m addicted. 

ok

this is all I have to say right now...

right back at ya....

lunch break

Lunch break 2 hrs, that's why I love working in Italy, and yet again, that's probably why things don't work as in the rest of the world here. People close down there shops, offices whatever it may be and they go home to their families. Nice. Romantic. But definately not effective.

Eating my chinese, my man is sleeping, I wish I could take a nap too, but time flies and I need to open up the shop soon again.

I read Swedish newspapers online from time to time, to update myself from something else than italian soccer in the pink gazzetta. I've always been facinated by the stock market and how the economy works, maybe because numbers will always remain a mistery for me. I've also been wondering what and how these people that work with the stock market can manage their jobs. It must be tough. Looking at their salaries, it must be really tough considering the high numbers?! However this article in DN today talks about this.
Maybe that's what I should do a career in? after all isn't it all about 1s and 0s?

what a day..

I'm so excited. Not. I'm on my way to work. Having my coffee and my cinnamonbun as I write. I'm going to the store without no computer nor internet connection. oh god, how will I survive. how will you survive without my very meaningful inputs?
hold on guys, Ill be back tonight! ;)

this is for you my sweet zarina, ti adoro!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pcpWQC9prm0

something's going on!

Something is going on guys, im telling you. Don't know what it is, but it is something big. the second night I didn't sleep, and kept my man awake. poor guy. poor me.
what's happening in the world??? it feels like it's a time ticking bomb. we only have one world and it's very precious, we need to take care of it. not destroy it. think about it. act.