Who we are

Oh you will not believe what happened today. Or, maybe you will, because hey, it's me. Pssh
Haha, anyways, my last mentor, whom I had last year, was wearing really tight clothes. Like really tight! I was seriously drooling all over our cookies and shit (yay for a 5 hour baking class), and when I went on brake I texted bro about how hot he was. Then later when I was doing frosting and I had to hang on the machine (or it would wander off the counter) and then he comes in and we talk a little, and when he leaves he fucking winks at me. My ovaries dropped. Haha.
But seriously, ever since I got laid I've gotten happier, crazier and actually hornier (dick ain't good for you!) and well, if he is going to go around and wink and be all funny, bitch better be prepared for some lady pimpin!

I just came home from awesome random hang with my bro!
And I log onto facebook and the 'Sweet Lou' look-alike wants to befriend me on facebook. *Sigh*
Why!? To be honest it wasn't that good (I was terrible! I suck when I'm drunk) so I wonder why he wants to. To be nice? I'm just straight lady pimpin you know!

I am seriously making this a bigger deal than it is, haha!
But to be honest, who friend requests a one night stand? We didn't even connect, at all! We didn't speak a word to each other (I keep it straight man... okay I was just really wasted and horny)

yeah yeah, goodnight, keep it pimpin!

I just bought 17 movies. I just.. my shelf just looks so lonely!
Before when I hadn't moved stuff my ''shelf'' was smacked with movies I cherished the most of the movies I had. Now I have all my movies up on a much bigger shelf (where I used to have my stuffed animals, which I've now thrown away) and there is like a big gaping hole! I don't like so I bought some movies...hehe

So from yesterdays entry I've actually thrown away a lot of crap today. My top shelf became completely empty until I refilled it with all my movies. I can say with pride that I mostly have horror flicks (32 to be exact), and I divided all the movies up into genres and put them in order of production year (I like to have shit organized bitch!)
haha, now that I've counted my horror movies I had to count through every genre: 11 comedy movies (thought I had more), 5 drama (I genuinely don't like drama so, but Moulin Rouge and Train spotting <3) and 10 action movies... wait... some of my movies are in the living room... hold on!
that... didn't go as planned... I only achieved another three action movies. My dad have bought all the good action movies already... I have to re-buy them when I move out *sigh* (because it's unnecessary to buy them now when we already have them)

I also got payed today, yes, 15000kr! Will be buying that damned iPhone finally... but probably next Tuesday (I won't remember it then though, I will be pretty damn tired after being in the kitchen for five hours in school)
I'll also start saving some of that money to a trip to the US hopefully for next summer (otherwise, the summer after I've finished school) to visit my dear friend that'll be leaving for the country soon, and also maybe comic-con or some other fun stuff that might be happening!
and I also want to save some money for a dog too. I love my fish(es) but... the life span of a siamese fighting fish is so short and I don't want to be a little heart broken every 2 years. Instead I want to be severely heart broken after about 15 years.

you're just afraid of the dark-

like i said, i love jews with tumblrs. Gabriel Saporta is no exception. One day i want, no i WILL party with cobra starship, or just Gabe (depending on what goes down, i'm no fortune teller)

but i read what Gabe'd written on a 'old' post (from june) about nostalgia- nostalgia is the failure of true emotion-
and it hit me how much fucking shit i have that scream nostalgia. i have stuff that makes me remember fun stuff like concerts and funny shit like that, but i also hold onto unnecessary shit that are just nostalgic and i hold on to them like a safety blanket because i don't want to let go of the past.
tomorrow morning i'll get a fucking shovel and throw away all the useless crap i don't need and - well, never will i throw away my pokémon collection (which is a nostalgic heaven in a way but at the same time not. i still like pokémon but i don't always refer it to my past) because it's awesome and i've made it bigger than my fist (it's a collection if it's bigger than your fist i tells you!)
this went from being serious to goofy in matter of seconds. but i am being serious though, i want to throw away some stupid shit.

Started school a few days ago! I like it. I like that I have to be at school at 8AM every morning and have classes to 3PM. Except on Wednesdays where I start at almost 10AM (and end at 3PM).
But I like my class.. in some ways. I hang with a group of girls of 4 (me being the fifth, oh snap) and we are the team of awesome bakers raaaaaaah! haha, but two from my last grade got in my class and then one girl I've partied with before also got in my class and then there's the girl I like to refer as Alice in my head (it isn't her actual name, but it just fucking suites her! I've almost called her Alice a couple of times... heh).
And we share most of our, uh, 'normal' classes with the Hotel class (where I have another friend from youth church). Normal classes meaning English and stuff like that. OH, on the subject of English-
Our new English teacher is worse at English than Me! It doesn't say much since to be better than me you'd have to go to my last school (English school, duh) or be American/British (Wow, I am ego tripping here, not to try being better than everyone else but.. I am better than you)
But seriously, he can't speak! He pronounced Knead with the K (it's a silent fucking K!) and he said fat like 'fett' (Swedish fat)
I just got so Mad WRAAAAAAAAAH NOOO!! I thought English B was going to be harder, but it seams it is going be just as easy as English A (which I scored the highest in, in all of the first graders)... I seriously hope that English C in third grade will be ridinkiedonkie hard or else I will start my own fucking English course.
(I'm starting to have a hard time spelling. I'm drinking whiskey to kill my cold and I think I took too much... and I'm starting to get hungry.. again... fudge)

Oh and I had gym class today. I HAVE to attend every effing class, even if I'm sick (which I am today) or else I will fail the class! Yep, I will drink a lot of whiskey this year

Haha, I love this Tumblr page!
I Love Jews with Tumblrs (haha, just kidding... wait.. no I'm not!)
But anyways, I read this post that Micheal Ian Black wrote about people who can play a stringed instrument (which I can :D) and I got so happy because he was all: Nice job!
But then he said to go fuck myself, so I got confused... not knowing if I was supposed to pout or smile.. so I did both..simultaneously .. my face hurts.. stupid awesome Jew *grumble*

But then I saw this and got incredibly happy :D

Goodnight!

Came home from Gothenburg a few hours ago.
Let me tell you that the party was the greatest party of the fucking Century! When I think of 'party' I will have that night in mind!
My god, we played Beer Pong and I Ruled, we chilled in awesome sofas on the lawn, ate cupcakes, went skinny dipping, danced like only drunken people can, talked about random shit and just... were awesome.
Oh and my dry spell ended! With a dude I don't know the name of nor the age of, all I know is he looked exactly like 'Sweet Lou' from Grind, so I'm proud! Though I thought he was a little gay for a moment because he was all touchy with one dude so I was really surprised when I got him.

Oh but, I had thee most awesomest time anyone could've had! My body is aching because I've slept on a bed, a couch and a tent-bed for the last three nights and it was totally worth it!
My feet are also thrashed because when we went swimming I didn't wear any shoes through the forest/hill/rocky-hell-of-doom, still worth it!

Oh and first thing mom says when I come home is: You're working tomorrow, your brother is sick.
My brother is a serious pussy! He has a belly ache... I've worked hungover, with my body all torn up and I've worked when sick. He's complaining that he gets money, blargh, shit face... I'm hungry and I'm going to bed :D

So just a few minutes ago my brother came home with a deliriously cute boy on his tail. My first thought was 'I'd tap that!', and apparently that was what my brother had in mind for me too.
Or maybe I'm just interpreting him pointing at me then at his friend and repeating it like a retarded child with a smile wrong.
...
Yeah, probably.

Oh Vivian! He's coming along great here at home! haha, sounds like I'm talking about a dog or something! But he's doing great! He is definitely starting to show a more playful side! He's still a scaredy cat but... Oh well! He has a big appetite too, just like N-T! He will definitely grow fast!
Almost forgot, here he is! and yes he likes Mudkips! (truth is I can't get that Mudkip off of my white board... it's been there so long it's pretty much 'stuck')



Yeah things are moving along good me thinks! Got my ticket to Gothenburg today, which means it's less than 7 days left till I leave for the town of party! I feel extremely happy and I just can't wait to leave the capital city of my sweet country. And hopefully in two years I will be in the US, doing awesome shiz like cosplay at comic-con! Always wanted to do that sort of thing! But I just never felt like sitting in a car for several hours and then sleep in a sleeping-bag in a room full of strangers (that's how it goes down in Sweden)

Good night, work tomorrow!

While working today I watched/listened to two movies! :D I mostly listened to '500 Days of Summer' and mostly watched 'Sherlock Holmes' on my iPod. Yeah, I didn't get a lot of stuff done... just kidding, surprisingly enough I finished pretty quickly!
Though it must have seemed pretty ridiculous to customers when I laughed to myself and when I jumped out of nowhere because I heard an explosion when listening to 'Holmes' (it was pretty damn loud!)
But I wouldn't really suggest watching movies while filling up candy in a grocery store, I can because I rule!

I 'adopt' a lot of obsessions. Right now: Joseph Gordon-Levitt. Before: Green Day.
I think that when one obsesses over something it is just because you know that you'll never get that thing you're obsessing about.
Make sense? Well I'm watching 500 Days of Summer again just because I love Joseph Gordon-Levitt (not literally), and I obsess over him (in this moment) because I know I will never... I'm trying to find the words that doesn't sound way too possesive, but I know I'll never 'get him'(?), 'make him mine' (?). See, possesive. But I can't find any better words, but I guess you get the idea!
And Green Day? Well I will never be as succesfull as them in music, nor will I ever be as amazing.

But I guess obsseing over something is a way to get that something that is impossible out of your head, or to get that someone out of your head... or at least that is how I see it.

For Halloween I will be going as Beetlejuice! And I've pretty much have everything except for pants/skirt. Yeah, I have the black and white striped jacket, purple shirt, black tie, white make-up and purple eye shadow!
So today I thought it would be a good idea to test my make-up skills!
It went like hell indeed.
Haha, but it took me around an hour for me to figure out how in gods name I was supposed to do everything! Those youtube make-up girls make it seem so easy to just put on some eyeshadow and shit... yes I fail miserably at being a girl.
But in the end I got Some resemblance to BJ. I really need to get some better white face paint though (I have two different ones and one was old and dry, and the other one was too wet).
But now I saw a girl on youtube who made an inspired look and it's pretty cool but my hands aren't that steady :(
Haha, just got an idea that I should get a dummy to put make-up on! The dummy of torture! Raaah!

I love how when I'm about to fall asleep my friend texts me and says 'I'm watching 500 days of summer <3 <3 <3 <3' and then we go on 'talking' about how perfect Joseph Gordon-Levitt is in our eyes.
Seriously though I love how he can just look ridinkiedonkie hot and not make an effort. I'd love to have a man like that, you know - all Jewish.
And as I'm on the topic of me and my friend talking about Jews, we've also been talking about the day we get married to our captured Jews (yes, we're Jew hunters. Quite different than Hans Landa though) and all that talk made us both giddy and we made plans, oh how we made plans!
Enough about that though, because if I reveal all our plans they can be destroyed (and the word 'destroyed' was spoken in Lt. Aldo Raines voice in my head, because I'm a re-tard like that).

What I also wanted to talk about was a night when I went out with a .. 'friend' of mine and I asked the bartender at some rock club downtown if I could get a shot, preferable sweet, and he said he'd give me a 'B52' and I just melted away at how fucking delicious it was! It's Baileys, Kahlua and Amaretto (almond), and I LOVE Baileys. Well I love coffee! But I'll make an attempt on making that shot when I turn 20 (because I can't buy booze at the liquor store til I'm 20, I can go out when I'm 18, but god help me I can't drink responsibly at home)

ooooh, and I got a fish today! well yesterday I guess since it's 2AM now (I had to watch 500 days of Summer). And it's a red male Siamese fighting fish and his name is Vivian! Why I call Him Vivian is because me and bro watched a movie called 'In Dreams' (1998) with Robert Downey Jr as the killer (it says on the back that he specifically is the killer.. yeah, weirdest back case) and his name is Vivian Thompson and he's a red head with blue eyes (he's actually a brunette with brown eyes, the blue contacts were ... Really weird), and My Vivian is red with a fragment of blue at the roots of his fins. He's gorgeous to say the least! But he's a real scaredy cat, unlike Nils-Thomas whom was a real bitch! (I still miss him and his anger problems)

Well good night, I'll try and get sleep in my eyes and suits out of my brain

Last night it felt as if someone kicked me in the head and gave me a head full of ideas.
Seriously, I saw all these things that I had to write down as quickly as possible, because it was like I was holding water in my hands and it was pouring away.
The thing though I remember the most is a man in a brown suit discussing a matter of feelings to his business partner.
It's so weird how I can't really voice how it all went by, in my head it was so clear and specific, but now it.. I can't make it as it was.
It was way more intense than I could ever write it down, and I've written a few things that are better than most things (I ain't bragging, and my writing skills aren't in this blog really).

Sometimes I just want my thoughts to be simpler

I took a quick nap before dinner (it felt like I slept for 10 hours though, oooh, Inception! hehe) and I had this really weird dream about a youtuber named Ryan Cyr. And he always have a question of the day that is whacked out (or just completely plain). And apparently I was hanging out with him at his house with some of my friends (and his), and out of nowhere he .. uh, we get.. physical(?) and nobody watched or anything (I've had similar dreams, where I get hot with someone and there is loads of people in the room, but they just mind their own business), and then we all hear a car screeching down a road a few blocks away and he tells everyone to fucking hide! And he apologizes for everything and I had to run and hide in a closet (first I called out to see if anyone was hiding there before me, it was empty and tiny, yay!), and when they janked open the closet door I woke up.

Uh yeah, that's it!

And speaking of dreams, I hung out with my bro last Sunday and we watched a few movies. And during Star Trek (which I've seen like 10 times) I fell asleep (I'd been up since 6Am working) and every time I fell asleep I woke up with a jerk; first I dreamt I shot myself with a water gun in the face with ice cold water; then I dreamt that I fell off the couch I was lying on; and last but not least I dreamt I fell off a cliff.
All those little dreams were really short and only consisted of me falling asleep and waking up with a jolt.
I hate when I have those kinda dreams and when they come in a row it's horrible because I feel a slight panic every time I wake up in such a manner.

Anyways, sweet dreams lollipop, check this website out. Joseph Gordon-Levitt is pure love

Listening to an amazing song called To Run by Josiah Leming. It is pure amazment.

I'm in love with a man.
He has the looks of a gentleman; he is always polite.
I'm in love with a man that walks the streets I've never walked; he graces those streets better than a cat.
The man I love never tells me a lie; he doesn't tell me anything at all.
He is a man that you only meet in a nightmare; a sweet, sweet dream.
I've never seen the face of the man I love; he's all but a mist.
I've never met the man I love; the man I love doesn't exist.


W00t w00t? No I'm just kidding, I just felt like writing this since I've actually never met a man I really like, like, you know. The next guy I see in a suit I will talk to! That is my goal! Talk to every guy I see wearing a suit! Because suits are awesome!!