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Rockabilly, the 50's and in that direction. Those kinda dresses lies so close to my heart it's painful whenever I see their price tags. Ouch. I tell you, I've been looking for hours on end on dresses and drooling all over the place but in the end just get heartbroken when the price hits my face. And you Have to be 18 when buying on auction... like Fuck! One auction ends on March second and I just... I want that dress so badly!



This is what it looks like. It's just... I'm in love okay, I've never been in so much love in a dress since prom.
So I'm pretty much stumped right now that I can't get this dress in my hands, it's from the US so I will probably never get a chance to buy it ever again. [Sad face]

No, it's Math! Ahaha, see what I did thurr!? Anyways, I had a math test today and the strangest question was on it: ''A kid is entertaining himself by squirting out the caviar out of the tube. The hole is 5.0 mm wide and the tube contains 175ml of caviar. How long will the line be?''
Okay, first off, seriously, he has to entertain himself by playing with food... Alone? Get that kid some help! Secondly, why in gods name would the kid care how long of a line the caviar would make when he's like ''I'm stoopid and I play with myself with caviar... and I can't say stupid'' Kid has issues.
And why do I make such a big fuss about it? Because I farking can and have nothing better to do!
And also, when in the hell will I need that knowledge whenever I'm out in the big world? Do I seriously need to know how long of a line a tube with 10% fish eggs (and other various ingredients that taste like shit) when the hole is 5 mm wide? Do I? When?
Yeah, That's why I didn't choose Math B for year 2. Oh snap!

On another note, I'm seeing Green Day the 5th of June! Like two weeks before their concert in London (I like them OKAY!?). Down part is that I have to fetch my ticket in Solna, since the ATG have been doing some illegal stuff with tickets, so I can't use them anymore -.- stupid illegal bums. I'm lazy, yes!
But, I'm picking up the tickets on Saturday since I'm working then and I'll pass by the shop.

Never ever will I buy a DVD from Nordic Film ever again, I have six NF DVDs right now and they suck :( They're cheap, but totally worthless.
Read an interview with Eli Roth on his Cabin Fever (it came out on blu-ray last Tuesday) and there's a lot of easter eggs on the original CF DVD and sadness struck when I realized I didn't have that DVD and thus it meant no easter eggs :( So I'm on the hunt for both CF blu-ray and the original DVD (from Lionsgate).
But quite frankly why do they take away the most fun parts from DVDs when they convert them into 'Scandinavian format'?
StupidmumbojumboI'mbuyingmyDVDsinthestoresnaostupdisites.
Yeah, in your face!
But I can't get the CF blu-ray yet, since it's only available in the A region right now (I'm a region B... you know as in blu-ray player regions) and well I don't think it'll convert into region B for quite some time (because the world hates me, buuuuuh)
But seriously though, I'm patiently waiting for it to get a B region stamp and I'm also Still on the lookout for the Original DVD (I want my easter eggs and 'cough' bird dammit!) I will find it, just never at a fucking darn Åhléns (fucking crap store)

Yep, it is! I've eaten two semlor and one petit-choux, I'm fat, yes!
And on Thursday were making more semlor and French chocolate cakes! Which I won't be able to eat becayse tomorrow I'm pulling a tooth and getting more braces, which equals in me not being able to chew shit.
Blargh, and I will be so lonely til like three o'clock, when I'll be meeting my bro!
And I was talking to my friend (whom I miss with all of my heart) and I am seriously baffled by how much homework she has in her school!
I have like what a few tests a month, she has math test, chemistry test, civics paper, lab rapport, Swedish, French and other stuff too.
That is about the amount I have in one term in one subject.
I am so so happy I didn't choose ec, nature or civic as my main sub, I'm glad I have my foods!
But I'm getting trained up for something I know I want to do for the rest of my life, she is getting trained for stuff she might get started into but has no goal whatsoever for the future (like most teens).
I'm one of the lucky few who have realized what I want (maybe mostly because I got a year extra in middle school).
And I want to help my friends badly, because I've been stuck on the same road, but they're not me so it's tricky.

But enough serious talk! My stomach is acting up like real bad... could it be because I've eaten those fatty stuff?
Lets hear what Steve Carell has to say about it:


<3

It's Valentine's day (wait, you didn't notice?) and today I was working from 7AM - 2PM, it was hellish to say the least.
And I think that about half the guy staff are hitting on me at Maxi Nazi (which is kinda creepy, I think they have a pact).
I had a lot to do today and I didn't get any lunch (not having money on me and we had nothing to eat at home), well I snagged three slices of pizza from my sister (beef pizza, blurgh) but I hadn't eaten since 6AM (you do the math).
Haha, when I went to the bathroom just after I was done I looked at myself in the mirror and fuck I got scared!
I looked like a ghost that had been without sleep for three days! My hair was sticking out in weird angles and my eyes were all... you get the deal.
So now I'm off to bed!

This morning I had my alarm on 5.30 AM and I fell asleep directly after I turned it off and awoke two hours later (7.30) and I literally flew outta bed! I got dressed like you've never gotten dressed before, put in my lenses, brushed my teeth and bolted out the door.
With no food nor coffee in my system I was almost sleep walking and my head was fucking pounding on the doors to hell (I don't think I've ever had an headache that intense before) and lets not forget that there's a new girl working the other days, and she had started working on an campaign week (you have to order like a ton of candy) and now that it is over she still had ordered about the same amount. I had ca 7*250kg! that is only around 1.7 ton, not a lot if it's a campaign, but for regular price weeks that is fucking too much! I am seriously bathing in candy.
But I'll give her some slack, she's new, but if this continues I will have a tantrum so big that....that.... it would be big, Okay!?

But at least after lunch (when I'd had 1 large espresso and 1 regular coffee) I was all happy and whimsical (mostly because of the coffee) and I also ran into an old teacher and had a chat about schtuff.
And I was singing while I was working (otherwise I actually just uhm, hum or have music playing in my head with a LOT of missing lyrics) not loudly but still (I can't sing for shit, I'm musically talented (piano, guitar) but I can't sing), it's not often that I sing in public (without being all giddy and schmuff)
Ah, sleepy time!

I think I am in love with my dreams!
Last night I had two incredible and intense dreams.
When I first got my braces I had dreams about my teeth just falling out of my mouth because of that the braces were pulling them to tightly so they were like flooding out.
Yesterday I had a kind of the same dream, but I don't have any problems with my braces anymore BUT next week on Wednesday I'm getting braces on my lower jaw (that sounds pretty grammatically incorrect) and I'm pulling out a tooth at the same time and I think that's why I dreamt that my teeth were lose and that I myself was pulling them out. There was a lot of blood, I was almost drowning (just a bit exaggerating).
But then I woke up a 6AM and fell asleep and then the other dream came on.
Which was fucking awesome.

There was a race, like rat race, and the price was Eli Roth. The catch though to make it incredibly hard was that everyone who entered became chased by the cops (the recognized people by special shirts we were given) and so you had to hide and be tricky.
Me being a total whore, ran into a supermarket (ICA) and the whole store was like 'isn't that the 'call the cops' shirt?' except for this easily fooled dude that I tricked into helping me (he was good looking and oh did my charms come in)
So easily fooled dude helped me into the right direction! You were supposed to go to a place called 'the Rotten Fruit' (conveniently the same name as Eli Roth's animated clay series) and he knew exactly where it was and pointed it out to me!
And so I ran like mother fucking hell! And I was sprinting towards a carnival and there was so many people walking towards it (and I saw some of my friends in that line). And as I ran inside the carnival I saw the rotten fruit stand (they weren't actually selling rotten fruit, but wine souvenirs and stuffed animals) and I asked the girl at the register 'Where's Eli?' and she just smiled and looked a head of her (I was standing to the side of the stand) and then I took of the 'cop' shirt (and I didn't have anything underneath) and asked her again where he was. Then I turned my head and saw him standing in front her just smiling at me (mostly maybe because I was shirtless, hrm) and my jaw dropped and then I realized I was half nekkid and covered myself.
And what I hadn't noticed was that my other friend had gotten there before me, but she didn't have the essential cupcake with her so she lost (what?) and ran away and I won (wooh).
What I won was an wine yard tour (I still don't get why!) together with Eli, complete with dinner and a bubble bath with champagne afterwards.
I really liked my price in the bathtub, even though I was woken up when it was starting to get hot.

to tell you the truth I am happier than ever (even though the dry spell drives me fucking crazy) and this never happened when I had a boyfriend, still had contact with most people I don't talk to anymore and didn't have a job (and in that comes money)
Though I still do get unhappy, like all the stuff happens on even weeks when I'm working (I have a work schedule that has me working every even weekend) and nothing happens on the uneven weeks! Like dude! gimme some slack!
But when I turn 18 all the stuff will go down on the uneven weeks! Like BAM!!

So yeah I don't miss the old times. There isn't really any 'the good ol' times' for me. The good times are Now!

As the headline suggests, I'm not completely sober! I love my parents! My dad made mojito drinks and I now have about 4 drinks in my tummy and I am not joking when I say that mojitos are made of 99% rum and 1% other crap (mint and water) and you get tipsy after about one and ½ drinks. The whole family was like giggling at the dinner table while we ate tacos (om nom nom!) and I think now that eurovision starts now! W00t!!!

Laters sobr birds and monkeys!

Okay, so I actually made strudels today and to be honest I have a few changes to make into that recipe! Like add at least some sugar into the dough and not take as much nutmeg and cloves next time (was a little bit too strong)
But I did take a picture with my strudel and the Basterds themselves commented ;) (haha, that was lame)

Also, bro curled my hair and I look damn fucking hawt! No seriously! I--shush, I do look hot! No where's the fucking party? Imma hook a guy with this look!!!

haha, just kidding, I'm off to bed, Peace!!!!!!!!!!

Today, approximately two months after the Inglourious Basterds competetion that I came ''second'' place in, I got my prize!
It's a recipe of Momma Landa's old fashion Austrian strudel! Like the ones they eat in the café scene in chapter 3! (oh shite, I knew that like I know 1+1=3! wait.. I mean 2.. or eeh... 6?)
Anyways, it's not as badass as the first prize would've been <3 It just looks so fucking comfy and it has Inglourious Basterds written on it, how could you not want one???
It was for that jacket I entered the competition for, sigh, oh how heart broken I was when I didn't win, but I still bounced off the walls when I saw that I had won something! I was an honorable mention! *sniff* so proud!
anyways, tomorrow I have the day off because we only have these 25min PTA meetings at school, so when I'm done with that I'll head straight home to bake me some Strudels! I fucking hope they're as fucking delicious as they say they are!
I've never had a strudel before in my life and I need stuff I can't buy cause I'm underage, so I have to be creative and switch the wine to mulled wine (glögg) and the (brown) rum to white Bacardi rum (soon 20, just two more years, then I'll be able to buy this stuff myself!)
And I need to buy a fucking scale, since the one we own sucks fucking donkey balls (it's very inaccurate and only goes up to 250g, not that I need more than 250g of anything right now, but it still sucks!)

Oh well, it's bedtime!

Okay, so here's the deal. Paxton (my lovely boy-toy) has this chainsaw that is like 2 inches (it's a toy saw duh) and a big ol' knife about the same size.
As stupid as I am I thought how cool it would totally be if those little weapons would be real in that size.. like that the knife was actually sharp and could cut things and that the chainsaw would have a motor and would be able to... uuh... spin (that one I actually wouldn't want to work as an usual chainsaw, mostly since well, that's really dangerous, but a chainsaw that spins slower than a real one would be tots awesome!) and work!
But then he would turn from being a toy into a real mean killer machine AHAHAHAHAA- uhm, well he would be way more dangerous to play with and it would be so much more fun!

I wish I knew how to build a chainsaw, then I could make my own 2 inch mini chainsaw (it would be a lot of motherfucking work, imagine trying to get that motor right, everything would be as tiny as your penis!)

Also, today I bought a gift for my friend (who turned 17 last Sunday), I was looking for 'I love you man' (couldn't find it in this small town and I needed to pee too badly to go into town) but instead I found something else (if I'd find I Love You Man I would've bought it too) which she'll hopefully like (I don't know if she already has it so that's a bit of a nervous check for me, hehe, still have the receipt!)

Today is February second and today I stayed home from school because; work+school+no social life+not much sleep = Burning out
That's right, I'm fucking 17 and I'm already burned out. Shite, I will die young!
But seriously, I stayed home and called in sick and I could finally sleep out. And it felt just fucking great!
Right now I feel awesome! :D Otherwise I would just feel soggy, tired and kinda depressed (for no apparent reason)
No I'm like: Fuck yeah, lets do this!
And by 'this' I have no idea what I'm talking about :D I'm back baby!
Tomorrow is Wednesday and that means that I have to finish my 'Fish project/assignment' which I started on today (though I just did the red listing, still have to do the other things on that paper, blargh, I wanna write about my fish, Nisse-T! HE PITIES THE FOOL! But you have to write about fish that we eat, like an eel, think I'll choose carp though!)

Anyways, my wrist isn't really coming along, I have a hard time typing (if my editing skills weren't so good you would notice!) and also eating (yeah, it hurts using a knife) and I can't really work out (or at least do stuff that includes you using your hands/arms) so I'm starting to get 'fat' (the cake didn't make it better either, haha)

well, it's time to hit the sack!