England/Download 2016 part 4

We didn’t want to repeat our mistake from Saturday (not eating anything until like 4 pm) so we started Sunday morning with breakfast at the hotel, then we got ready to go back to the festival. I was a bit stressed because we were a bit late and when we finally went to the lobby to wait for the shuttle bus we found out the bus was stuck in traffic. Apparently there was an accident and/or loads of traffic because everyone wanted to go to Download.

We spent some time waiting in the restaurant/bar area and I watched some football. We started talking to a group of people who was also waiting to go. After about 2 ½ hours of sitting around we finally got to go!
We ended up missing two of the bands that we really wanted to see: Halestorm and Tremonti. I fixed it the best way I could – On the bus on our way to DL I booked my tickets to the Tremonti show in Stockholm.

When we got to the drop off point we were really lucky to be able to see the Ed Force One – Iron Maiden’s own Boeing. It was “parked” at the airport next to the festival. I’m amazed that someone can become a pilot and a rock star at the same time. For those of you who don’t know – Bruce Dickinson, the singer in Iron Maiden, is the one flying their plane around the world! AWESOME!

When we got to Download Disturbed was just about to go on stage. Malin really wanted to see them, but I went to try and fix what we missed even more. Tremonti was actually in the signing tent, so that’s where I went. I saw Disturbed from the queue and things got even more fixed when the band invited Lizzy Hale (the singer from Halestorm) to the stage, so in a way I kinda got to see Halestorm too.

I finally got in the signing tent and that’s when I got nervous. Eric Friedman commented on my t-shirt: “Fuck you you fucking fuck….? Okay!”, then he signed the card. I even forgot to take a guitar pick! When I finally got to Mark Tremonti I got really nervous and excited at the same time. I asked him if I could hug him and I could! I decided to be a rebel and asked for a selfie with him, even though it wasn’t allowed. I even took two!! I was so excited afterwards, that I almost skipped getting an autograph from the bassist in the band. I turned around, and said “Oh, sorry..!” and gave him the thing to sign on. I couldn’t stop smiling! I GOT TO MEET MARK FUCKING TREMONTI!!!!!!

We had some Thai food and watched Nightwish/guys jumping around in the mud and then we went for the “after care” of the tattoos, where they cleaned it, put tattoo cream on and re-wrapped it.

We met the guys for a few drinks and when we were on our way to the main stage see Iron Maiden we decided to go on the Ferris Wheel, all four of us. Just as we got on it Iron Maiden got on stage. We got to see them from the top of the Ferris wheel and it was really awesome to see both the band and the crowd from up there. We said that maybe we should rent that for the whole weekend next year.

Iron Maiden was really awesome as usual. They seem really humble even though they’re kind of the biggest rock legends in history. Seeing them in England was really something special! <3

When we got back to the hotel we started packing. Malin was done like 2 hours before me so she went to bed. When I was done I went down to the reception to book a taxi to the airport. Since Hilton is a bit fancy they helped me book a really expensive taxi - £80 to Birmingham airport. When I got back to the room I googled other companies and I could find a taxi for £55, but since it was like 3AM and I was lazy we decided to keep the expensive taxi booking.

When the driver picked us up I understood why. He was driving a Mercedes Benz that was so comfortable and nice! He was a good driver so it was worth it!

We checked in our luggage and the check-in-lady asked me: “You’re in Business Class?”. I knew we had premium economy tickets so I said “yes we are”. I can understand why she sounded so skeptical because of how I looked – pink/violet hair, Harem pants, hoodie, leather jacket and Wellies (rubber boots). It seemed like we had actually been upgraded to Business Class (not that it would be any different to premium economy). I asked the check-in-lady where the business lounge was… I wonder what she was thinking.

When we got to the Business lounge the lady there had the same look like the lady who checked us in earlier. “Can I help you?” she asked. “Uhm, do you want to see our boarding passes?” “Yes please”, she said sounding like she actually wanted to say “I certainly do” or “You’re in the wrong place, darling”. She looked surprised when she saw them. “Oh, business class? You ladies must have been very good…” she said. (If only she knew…)

The business lounge was really nice and they offered food and drinks for free, so we had an amazing breakfast. Next time we will definitely go back to the lounge and hopefully we’ll have more time to spend there. Way better than hanging around at the gate.

On our first flight to Copenhagen they served food and it was really good. When we arrived we went to the business lounge straight away. The one in Copenhagen was not as nice, since it was a bit crowded and way bigger. Maybe there were more people in there because of the on-going SAS pilot strike. I was too full to eat more food so I just had some snacks and coke. On our last flight to Stockholm I even turned down the food that was served. I managed to get some sleep instead. We were never affected by the strike. (Thank god)

It is a weird feeling coming home from a journey like this, because it makes me feel so filled up with energy and happiness and feeling empty at the same time. Like, you’ve waited for something for so long (8 months) and all of a sudden it is all over… BUT! On our first day at Download we decided to go back again next year. Only ~11 months to go…

I want to say thanks to everyone who made this trip to one of the best in my life! (you know who you are) Especially to my SisterInsane/PartnerInCrime/B2/Dawg Malin! Thank you, I love you all! <3
XXX


England/Download 2016 Part 3

Avatar (from Sweden) were playing the main stage on the second day (Saturday), but they were on at 11:00 or 12:00, so we decided to skip seeing them and have a sleep in instead. There were no other bands we wanted to see until Rival Sons and their set weren’t until 15:40, so we went to the wellness center to relax. We got in the hot tub and it was the best way possible to start our day. Because of all the headbanging the day before, I had severe neck pain (okay, maybe it wasn’t that bad but I was really sore) so Malin gave me a neck massage! LOVELY! We tried the steam room but it was way too hot and steamy so we cooled down in the pool…

When we got to the festival Rival Sons got on stage just as we arrived. Malin went to get cash and food and I went to see Rival Sons play. They so much better than I expected (and I have to add my expectations were very high). The sound was just perfect and his voice… If I could, I’d marry it! I’m in love!!!! I got to hear all the songs that I wanted and they played a few ones from their new album that was released the day before. I had goose bumps from start to finish (and I even have some as I’m tying this…).

When the show was over I went to find Malin. She was still in the queue for the cash machine after 40 minutes and she was not happy about it. She introduced me to the man who was standing behind her. Patrik from Sundsvall, Sweden. Apparently they started talking and at first they were speaking English. For like 20 minutes. Then they realized they were both from Sweden.

When it was almost our turn at the ATM, a man who worked with the machines came up to us and said that the other queue was moving faster. “It is really good that you are telling us this just now” I said and laughed. He then turned to Malin and said that he had told her that earlier, but apparently he hadn’t. After some more trouble with the ATM we finally had the cash we needed and went to get some food. Hangry af. Finally we were getting fooooooood!!!! :D I had a hot dog with LOTS of mustard. A guy who saw me put all that mustard on came up to me. “You’ve got the right idea, love” he said and laughed.

We talked to Karlsson and Jonathan for a few minutes, before me and Malin decided to look for the tattoo tent. We ended up at the area where there was a really small stage and a bar. Malin got something to drink and I watched the band. They were really good and I found out later that it was Tesseract, who played the Encore Stage earlier that day.

Finally we found the Tattoo tent. We went in and started looking at the suggested tattoos on the table and found the “Download Dog”. We both liked it and we looked at each other. “Are we doing it?” “Yeah!!” “Are we really doing it?” “Hell yeah!!”. We started counting our money, to make sure we had enough. They only accepted cash and it would be £60 each. We had £60 + £58. SO CLOSE! We ended up asking someone if they wanted to buy half a bottle of wine (what was left in Malin’s bottle that she bought earlier). They didn’t want the wine but gave us the missing £2.

We finally got our “Bromance tattoo” that we’ve been talking about for so long. When we walked back to the main area we looked at each other, shaking our heads like “I can’t believe we just did this”. Finally!!! :D <3 Suddenly Malin said something we say a lot: “Whaddup Dawg!!!”… It’s unbelievable that we didn’t realize this before, but we both got it at the same time. I was so happy I screamed and jumped around. “AAAAAH OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!!”. This tattoo now have got even more meaning than before.

Last year we said we’d get married (for fun, not for real) at Download since they had an inflatable church. But since we didn’t stay at campsite we didn’t have access to it. We decided that this tattoo was like “getting married” so we had to go on our honeymoon – the Ferris wheel. The view was just amazing! <3 Best honeymoon ever!

The last band on Saturday was Black Sabbath. I think it’s so funny when they play N.I.B and the lyrics go:

“Look into my eyes, you will see who I am
my name is Lucifer, please take my hand”

When they finish it, Ozzy shouts “GOD BLESS YOU ALL!”.

Another perfect day/night at Download2016, that I will carry with me, on my ankle, for the rest of my life.

To be continued…


England/Download 2016 Part 2

No sleep and a lot to drink the night before. Waiting for the train, looking at each other, shaking our heads, giggling over the situation. Actually proper laughs. Several times. The only ones there who knew why were me and Malin. I wonder what the other people at the station were thinking…

Our train from East Croydon to London got delayed so we missed our train up to East Midlands. Fortunately we got some help so we could get on the next train, leaving an hour later.

When we finally got on the next train we both fell asleep. We woke up after ~40 minutes when the train stopped in the middle of nowhere. We were standing there for ages and every 10 minutes the train-manager-lady told us through the speakers that “unfortunately we have no further information”. Apparently there had been a power failure, causing problems with the signals. After 2 hours at that same spot the train started moving again. People were actually cheering. The train-manager said: “So, we are now moving, but unfortunately we have no further information”. *Everyone in the train started laughing* and so did I. I love sarcasm!

When we got off the train it was raining. It was absolutely pouring down. Even our taxi driver didn’t want to get out of the car to help us with our luggage. “It’s open in the back”, he said. A true gentleman.

We checked in at the hotel, got ready and left for Download. The hotel had this shuttle-service for the hotel guests going to the festival area. £5/trip in a minibus. AWESOME!

Since our train had been delayed we thought we’d miss BabyMetal (Malin really wanted to see them) but we actually made it before they finished their set. It didn’t sound as bad as last year when they played with Dragonforce. (That was absolutely horrible).

Next band that I really wanted to see was Fort Hope. They are from England and they are really good. They were really good on stage and they played a few new songs that I cannot wait to hear when the studio version is out! I have to admit that I have a bit of a crush on Jon Gaskin, the singer. His voice makes me feel like I’m 16 again.

Before going to the festival we were talking about going back to the hotel between bands. The next band I wanted to see after Fort Hope was Rammstein and they weren’t going on stage until 4 hours later. However we decided it is not worth it to go back, so we stayed and now I am so glad we did because we saw Korn – and OH. MY. GOD!! They were so good! Both Malin and I went crazy during their set; they were just that fucking good! At some point I even thought it was playback because the sound was almost too good, but all of it was for real! And his voice! We decided that when (if) they come to Sweden, we will be SOOOO there! I actually think they were the best band I saw on Download 2016.

We met up with Karlsson and Jonathan, Malin’s brother and cousin and we all went to see Rammstein together. They were really good as well. I love how provocative and raw they are. At one point Till Lindemann (The singer) had put on something that looked like a bomb-vest. At the end of whatever song they were playing it blew up with pyro. At the end of a song called “Mein Herz Brennt” (My heart burns) he had pyro on his chest, making red fire/firework-looking-sparks. (Yes, I fucking LOVE fireworks/pyro). They were so fucking heavy and I was just standing there enjoying the show. Don’t worry, we were all headbanging and jumping around too…

More to come… That’s just day one!

XXX


England/Download 2016 Part 1

Oh man! Where do I even begin?

It has been so crazy, but maybe that’s what to expect when the “Daughters of Darkness” are on the roll?

We started off at Clarion Hotel Arlanda on Monday night since our flight would leave early on Tuesday morning. We had some McD and I finally got my hair fixed. Went to bed way too late as usual…

Alarm went off at 04 am, breakfast, check-out, check-in, security-check, Facebook Check-in, take off and then all of a sudden we’re in England…

Stopped for second breakfast at the airport, then we continued to our first destination:  Sanderstead, where Rick and Jen lives and where we were staying for three days.

The ladies (me, Malin and Jen) hung out for a while before me and Malin went to East Croydon to do what we always do: PRIMARK!

Downstairs – 2 hours… I had been upstairs for 5 minutes when I heard someone say my name. I turned around and saw Josh! He didn’t know we’d be there and we randomly ran in to each other (!!!). The funniest thing about this story is that on our way to Primark I said to Malin “imagine if we ran in to someone we know” and we did.

After hours of shopping we went back to Rick and Jen’s place where we had dinner (that was soooooo amazing! Thanks again J!).

The following day we went back to Primark to spend some more time (money). After that we went to KFC for a late lunch. When we got back ‘home’ we took a nap and I watched GoT. Then we got ready for football! :D The guys play football on Wednesday nights and since I really miss football me and Malin went to watch the guys play. We watched for a bit then we borrowed one of the footballs and had some fun on the other side of the pitch.

The following day I spent some time trying to figure out why I was sore. But then it hit me - Apparently walking around kicking a football is real workout xD The ladies and I went back to East Croydon again, but this time we stayed away from Primark. Instead we bought some food and went to a park. The weather was really nice so spending some time in the park was awesome! I had forgotten my Oyster Card so we had to walk for a bit. *Sorry guys*

On our way back we stopped to get more food, only this time it was for our Swedish Meatball Night. After dropping everything off we went to a shop to get drinks as well. I couldn’t decide if I wanted Prosecco or Pinot Chardonnay-bubbles so I got both!

128 Meatballs, lots of mash and gravy was more than enough for everyone! I had such an amazing night, seeing everyone again! So much fun!!! Good music, great people – I fucking love it! <3

Night turned in to morning and before leaving we had to pack our last things (not the easiest thing to do, having had a little more than one bottle of bubbles the night before. I went with the Prosecco…). I tried to clean up the kitchen a little before we had to leave. We said goodbye to everyone and left for the train, looking better than ever. Not…

(To be continued...)


Don't you ever tame your demons, always keep them on a leash...

It's been a week... An entire fucking week, and I'm still not well... I have the flue and today is the first day I didn't have fever (not too much anyway). For a week I've been doing nothing but resting, coughing, blowing my nose and just feeling sorry for myself. I have no idea how many episodes of New Girl I've been watching, but I'm guessing I've covered at least 3 seasons. Thank God for Netflix, right?
 
I can really relate to the character "Jess". She's this crazy girl who's just really wierd. I guess it's the weirdness I can relate to, since I've always been a bit "different"... 
 
I finally watched the new episodes of Walking Dead! It is really one of my favourites.
In the latest episode a lot of things happened (don't wanna spoil it) but when the episode was nearly at the end they played a song called "Arsonist's Lullabye" by Hozier. I wasn't sure if it was the episode or the song but I felt really emotional and I rarely get emotional watching movies/tv-shows. 
 
After watching it I went to the supermarket and I had to listen to the same song in the car. I realised it was mostly cause of the music I got emotional. 
 
To me music is not just music. It triggers all my senses and I feel the music and just like with smells, sounds and tastes the music creates associations. 
I listened a lot to Hozier in November/December 2014 and at that time my autumn/darkness-depression had a hard grip around me. I had several reasons that did not make it easier to get rid of my depression, reasons that I don't think anyone knows but Malin... 
This time, hearing "Arsonist's Lullabye" again, the associations were so strong I could feel it again. The depression, the reasons... It was like being emotionally thrown back in time. As soon as the song was over the feelings were gone. I couldn't feel them anymore...
 
The title "Don't you ever tame your demons, always keep them on a leash..." is from that song. I think it's really suitable for my reasons. Also, it sounds fucking awesome!
 
XXX

I'll miss the boobs

New Year, New Possibilities. What a cliché right? Still, it's true. At least for me, since every single year I want to start over. New start with better choices. 
This autumn was just like thee others. Dark, cold and depressing. Every year I get more or less depressed during the darkest months of the year. For you who does not live in Sweden - during the darkest time sun goes up around 09:00 and goes back down around 14:30. I admire people living even further north in Sweden, where there's like less than 1 hour of sun. Still, they get a hell of a lot of sunshine during summers when it's the opposite.
As I get depressed I eat. And stop going to the gym. And gain weight. This year was not an exception and since it's a New Year with New Possibilities I have decided to start over again. And make better choices. 
 
I look forward to lose weight, I look forward to eat healthy food and I really look forward to go to the gym. 
 
The only thing I am going to miss about the weight I put on is the boobs! I've never really had boobs until I gained weight and now they've grown a lot now. It might sound weird to anyone who's always had normal-sized boobs (or a guy) but it is one of the few things that I've never liked with my body and I've almost been ashamed of them. I know I'll feel healthier when I've lost some weight and I'll be more confident, I just wish the boobs would stay like they are now. 
 
Tomorrow is the last day before I go back to work. I've been free from work for 11 days straight. Tomorrow is the first day of my "New Life". Why not January 1st, you ask? Because knowing myself I will go crazy over the food and snacks that were left over from NYE. I hate throwing things away that is perfectly fine and especially if it is really good food. Instead of failing on the first day I postpone the first day of "the New Year" until a few days after. 
 
I love being this motivated to start. Right now I am this motivated because we are going to the Maldives in april. 3 months is what I've got to lose as much weight as possible. Now, remember I said I will make better choices. I will not go crazy (unhealthy) with the weightloss. I want to live a healthy life, I don't want a quick fix. This time it's for real. No shake diets, no diets at all actually. Just healthy eating/drinking, working out, getting enough sleep. And it all starts so soon! I can't weight (wait) xD
 
Good bye fat. Good bye boobs. 

Complaining...

I don't even know where to start... 
 
A lot of things are happening in my life right now. Good things and bad things. Unfortunately, right now it feels like the bad things are taking over. 
 
Last week I started feeling ill and went home from work early on Wednesday. I got a cold that is still with me one week later. 
 
Without going into detail, I also miss my friend. I think about her/it a lot and it makes me sad that things are like this right now. I hate not knowing what is going to happen now or if things will even happen. It breaks my heart... 
 
I'm trying to stay positive and I will not allow last year repeat itself, with the whole autumn-depression-thing (it kinda happens every year around this time but not as deep as last year). I can feel it coming and I'm not sure how to fight it off yet. I do know I have a lot of awesome things to look forward to, like FiveFingerDeathPunch, a lot of hockey and London in November. Then it's just Christmas, New Years and then it'll turn around. Until then, hopefully we've decided on where to celebrate our 10 year anniversary.
 
Tomorrow I'm seeing Malin and it's about time. We were supposed to meet up last Friday, but this cold got in the way. I know I'll feel better as soon as I get to see her. Can't wait! She is awesome ! 
 
Sorry this post was nothing but complaining. Hopefully next one will be nothing but happiness! <3
 

36 hours in England

This weekend was really awesome but also really intense. It started on Friday:

Malin met me at work and we went straight to Trosa to have dinner with mum. Dad had to work, so unfortunately he wasn’t at home. When we got there dinner was served, mum had made this amazing chicken salad.

After dinner we got ready and went to the airport, had a bit of trouble at the check in. Apparently we had checked in very late and the system at the airport couldn’t see we were already checked in. This never happened before but we only had to go to the service center to get new tickets.

Everything went well until we got to London Victoria around 2 AM. We were going to take the train to East Croydon, but Victoria Station was closed. I asked a guy who was standing outside why it was closed and he said it was because they were under staffed. We talked to him for a bit and suddenly I noticed that he looked so much like my high school crush – Rolf Wanhainen who was a hockey goalie for the team I support. I realised that if I had still been 14 years old I probably would’ve fallen in love with this guy in less than a minute. Fortunately, I’m over my crush and I did not fall in love with this guy.

We had to stand outside (in the cold) and wait for 30 minutes and when we finally got to go inside we got our tickets and then we had to wait another 30 minutes for the train to leave. We decided to get off at another station that was closer to our hotel and get a taxi from there. When we finally got to the hotel we went to bed right away.

We got 5 hours of sleep before we got up and got ready. Got the train to East Croydon where we began our day out with breakfast at Pret. The weather was really nice so we could sit outside. It was really nice just sitting there in the sun with Malin, having breakfast and enjoying my BLT! <3

After that we were going shopping. We spent 2 ½ hours at Primark and could probably go for 2 ½ more. When we were (almost) done we met our friend Josh. He came with me when I was paying for everything and we both guessed how much I’d have to pay. I said £109 and Josh said £121. It was £187…

After that we were just walking around trying to decide what to have for food. We ended up at PizzaHut.

Me and Malin went back to our hotel and made chaos… Things everywhere, showers, make up, hockey and music. We went to the reception and asked for a few things: A hair dryer, a bucket with ice and a knife. “We’re doing weird things in our room, ahhaha”.

Josh showed up as the chaos was almost over. All I had to do was to decide what to wear, and I left it up to Josh and Malin. We got a cab to the event-thing where we met everyone else. It was really amazing to see everyone again!! We stayed at the event until it closed around midnight and from there we went to Ryan and Nash’s place where we hung out and played games. I had the best laugh when Malin was teaching Rick some Swedish. I haven’t laughed that much in a really really long time, thanks guys <3. I even had to go out from that room for a bit because I ended up laughing so hard I couldn’t even stand up. Yoga Hitler...

At 2:30 we had to go back to the hotel to pack our things and go home.

Our cab driver was a really aggressive driver, and I really hate going places by car. I’m usually wide awake when I'm in a car, especially when someone is driving like that. This time I couldn’t stay awake, even though I was scared.

For once we were not at the airport in the last minute. Actually the opposite this time. We arrived 3 hours before departure and had to wait for our flight. We had some breakfast and I went for some more shopping. 

I said I'd fall asleep before our plane left the gate and we both did. I woke up for a bit when the plane started leaving the gate, and realised we both missed the safety-thing. We slept all the way to Sweden and as I got home I went straight to bed and slept some more...

This weekend was awesome. Intense, but awesome! <3 Thanks to everyone who was there and thanks for being awesome! <3

XXX


One week

One week. That’s how long I have to wait until I get to go back to the place I love the most. I cannot wait to have those feelings again…
You walk in at the airport and you can already feel the smell of jet fuel (only the most wonderful smell in the world – yes, fuck roses). You walk through security with that guilty face even though you know you did nothing wrong – just like walking out of the supermarket, not buying anything… You take a quick look in the shopping area before you sit down in the waiting area, on the most uncomfortable seat.
It’s been 2 minutes since you last checked the time. Only 2 minutes?! I wanna go now!!! This is what you keep doing until it’s time to leave.
The boarding queue is always really long and for some reason people end up standing behind each other walking on the same spot, just lifting their feet up and down. Maybe they think I’ll move faster if you do that. I’ve figured out: it doesn’t.
Once, I was standing in the queue and noticed that I had misspelled my name when I made my booking. I’m usually a control freak when it comes to names and spelling since I know how important it is when it comes to airlines, tickets and spelling. For once I did not double-triple check my name and after you’ve checked in there’s no turning back, you can’t change it. When I showed my ticket and passport to the Ryanair-lady I smiled and again I had that going-through-the-security-face only this time I knew I was guilty… She had a quick look and luckily she didn’t notice it.
When you’re finally on the plane you’re finally on your way. For real…
As the plane leaves the ground there’s only a few hours left until you’re there. You’re trying to get some sleep but there is just too much excitement. When you finally fall asleep the captain turns on the fasten seatbelt sign and it is time to wake up.
Stepping out from the plane, breathing foreign air, walking on foreign ground. Now it’s just the border control… The endless queue… Then it’s your turn: guilty face… And then, then you’re finally there…

Let the fun begin… One week baby, one week!

Abstinence

There are certain things in my life that I cannot live without. Right now I have the worst abstinence for two things:
Hockey and London. 
 
Hockey season ended two months ago and the abstinence is wors than ever. I know this season will be exciting as fuck and knowing that I will be able to watch a lot of it on TV makes the abstinence ever worse. It's like it's right there but so far away! 
Next week is the first pre season game and I can't wait! Then it's just one more month until it finally starts! 
 
It's almost been 2 months since I've been to London and I already miss it like crazy. I can't wait until me and Malin go back in September and hopefully everyone will be able to join us for some partying! I fucking live that place! <3 Can you really get addicted to a place? Or could it be something else that I am addicted to?
 
 
XXX
 
 
 
 
 

Surprise Motherfucker!!

That weekend though!! It was the best in a really long time!! 
 
Me and Malin started our GirlyGirls-day with a visit to Jensens Bofhus (Steakhouse) where we had an awesome meal. From there we went to a SPA for some massage at it was both needed and awesome. When Malin was having her massage I went for some shopping. Found these awesome guitar picks/earrings:
 
 
Before going for my massage I went to get everything you need to make Cosmopolitan-cocktails. When we were done at the SPA we went to the hotel that is located at the airport in Stockholm.

The first thing we did was to go down to the gym/relax-area to go in the swimming pool. The pool is outdoors and Sweden is not know for its hot climate that's for sure. Fortunately, the pool is kept at 27–29°C so it was really nice going in the water. When we got out from the water again we went straigh in to the steamroom. 
 
We had decided to have dinner at McDonalds and have a few drinks at the hotel restaurant but when we got back to our room we started getting ready with a lot of distractions, like making/drinking Cosmopolitans. Around 20:00 we said that maybe we should hurry if McD is closing soon, but Google said it would be open until 23:00, "so it's cool, we can take it easy". We got to McD around 22:15 for dinner, having had a few drinks. I tend to get a little giggly sometimes and even more when I've had a couple of drinks and when I start giggling I just cannot stop. Trying to order food at the same time really is a mission. The poor McD-guy was really thoughtful and asked me if I wanted some water first. I did... 
 
We got back to our room and the craziness continued until really really late...
 
We woke up in the morning and had breakfast (AMAZING HOTEL BREAKFAST) and then we went back to our room and went back to bed. We said we'd just stay in bed for 20 min, but when the alarm went off we agreed we'd just snooze just once...and the just one more time...and then just one more time. We ended up staying in bed for an hour and a half before going down to the pool-area. The weather was actually pretty good so we stayed out on the sunbeds for an hour before going in the water. We went back in the steamroom, although we had to go in and out several times cause it was too hot (or it was just a sideffect from the night before...?). 
 
We cleaned up a bit before we checked out and it looked like a totally different room compared to the night before... 
 
I intentionally left out most of the details, since they are classified. All I can say is that this weekend was AMAZING and so fucking crazy! Only two weeks  until next time.... <3 
 
 
SURPRISE MOTHERFUCKER!!! 
 
 
 
 

Regrets

I live my life with few regrets. I think that regrets won't make my life better and since I can't do anything to change what has already happened, there is no point of having them. I love my life and every single decision I have made in my 9530 days on this planet have lead me to where I am today. I can remember 2 or 3 things that I genuinely regret. One of those things was almost 9 years ago when I skipped school to go to a concert. I went there early with a friend to stand in the very front of the crowd. We sat outside the club and very soon after we got there I saw two of the band members walking on the street. They saw the fans sitting there and waved at us. When I saw them I almost started crying and kinda froze. I couldn't do anything. My regret is not walking up to them to say hello. Still after 9 years they're still one of my favourite bands. 
 
One of my other regrets goes even further back. I was 15 and in the middle of a hormone-chaos. My feelings were very teenage-y and once I got in a fight with my parents. I felt like there was only one person in the world who understood me and that was Liza. I was really angry and I decided that I was going to take my scooter and go to her place. My mum said I couldn't but I was going to anyway. I put on one shoe and had the other one in my hand when my mum grabbed me. She didn't want me to drive when I was in a middle of a rage black out, so she tried to stop me by holding me. Here is my regret: Trying to break free from her grip I hurt her on purpose. It is definitely the biggest regret of my life, hurting someone I love so much. It really hurts my heart that I did that and that I can't take it back. 
Mum (and dad), if you ever read this I want you to know that I am sorry for hurting you. I love you more than anything in the world and if there was ANYTHING I could do to undo it, I would do it in a heartbeat. <3 
 
For those of you who don't know me or my parents should know that I have the best parents in the world. They have always put me and my brother first. We have always been spoiled (without becoming brats), not only with things and doing what we want to do, but most importantly with love. Mum and dad always take their time and always cared, and even if both me and my brother moved from home we are still just as spoiled. I cannot imagine a better family and I wouldn't change it for anything in the world. 
 
On a less serious note, here is my latest regret:
Yesteray I went for a run. It was the worst run in years and for a second I thought I wouldn't make it all the way. I did, but it was the slowest run in a long time. Now, I'm not regretting going for a run yesterday. I regret NOT going for a run more often. During my holiday I put on some weight and I didn't work out for a few weeks, and right now I am not really in shape. I am disappointed in myself for not taking care of my health and fitness. Last year I was in good shape and started to like my body again, but since then I have gained weight and now I am back to not liking it again.
 
However, this motivates me to start over. I see this as a fresh start and  I'm not gonna see this as a failure, but as an opportunity to make a change.
 
Enough regrets. Let's change this MotherFucker!  
 
 
XXX
 

A new beginning

Just got back to work. I've been on holiday in Mallorca for a few days and it really was amazing! 
 
I am going to see this as a new beginning and a chance to prepare for next summer. Yes, I am talking about #Beach2016. Seems a bit far away now, since there barely was a #Beach2015. We have had like 5 actual days of summer and the weather has just been awful. And since I've been complaining about the weather since September 2014, this summer SUCKED! BALLS! Like, big time.... Now I'm thinking this might be my last autumn/winter in Sweden for a while. The worst part is that I could only enjoy this shitty weather if I knew that was actually true. I keep dreaming about moving abroad, I just have to convince my boyfriend that it is a good idea, hopefully so much that he will come with me...
 
During my trip to Mallorca I have had so much unhealthy food and snacks. Still I think that is allowed when you're on holiday. I've put on some holiday weight and today is the first day of my "new life" (actually, the first day I'm back in my old healthy life). 
 
The first few days are the hardest. Like today, being really hungry for lunch and not having brought lunch to work. Buying food during lunch is not only expensive but sometimes it is hard to find healthy food. Also, it's hard not walk in to McD, since it is on the way to the supermarket. Today I got a sub with chicken teryaki. Starting tomorrow, I'm bringing food to work every day of this month! 
 
I am planning on going to the gym this week as well. It is what I need to really get my motivation going. It is easier to stay away from snacks and unhealthy food when I'm working out. Having that snack or chocolate would make the working out seem like a waste of time. You'd think that it would work the other way around, like "since I went to the gym I can 'afford' a few more calories", but it doesn't (Thank Lord). 
 
I cannot wait until I'm back in the game. That energy and confidence is like a drug, the more you have, the more you need! 
 
Usually when I have an upcoming trip it is easier to stay motivated. Now, I have two months until my next trip to London... Let's see what I can do! ;)
 
XXX
 

Becoming a pilot

I have always loved travelling and visiting new places. What fascinates most about it is being able to travel a loooong distance in a very short period of time. In just roughly 2 hours I can go from Stockholm to London, in 10 hours I can get as far as Thailand. Every time I'm on holiday I think about the fact that only a few hours ago I was in Sweden/wherever I've been and it amazes me every single time. At this point I am an experienced traveller, with at least 3 return trips/year, still I'm really excited for it every single time. I love having a window seat!
 
When I turned 25 I got a gift certificate for a flying lesson, but it wasn't until a few weeks ago that I actually did it. It really was one of the most amazing things I have ever done. I wasn't sure what to expect, but it was definitely better than I ever would've imagined. At first we got in the plane and went through a checklist making sure the plane was ready. I flew with an experienced pilot who told me what he was doing and why. He managed the take off, and when we got up to 3000 ft (about 1000 m) he told me that I could carefully grab the joystick-thingy and control the plane myself. 
 
The flight was about 30 minutes and I got to control it for about 15 minutes, flying over the village where I grew up, then the pilot took over and showed me around (even though I know that place, since I lived there for 22 years, I have to say it looks a lot different from 3000 ft).
 
After my flying lesson most people I have talked to asked me if I was scared but honestly, I wasn't. Not even for a second. I just felt so happy and all I wanted to do was to get back in that plane and fly away. 
 
 

Now I really want a PPL (Private Pilot Licence) so that I can fly whenever I want.Unfortunately it is pretty expensive to get one, also you have to spend a lot of time to learn how to fly. Hopefully one day I will have the money and time for it. Maybe I will win the lottery. Then I will definitely buy a plane and get a PPL... 
 
 
 
 

English

I was talking to a friend from England the other day who suggested that I should write my blog in English and I thought that's a fantastic idea. Not only because all (most) of my friends will understand what I am saying, but also because I really love the English language. I feel it is easier to express myself in English, even though my native language is Swedish. Sometimes I even use expressions in English when I'm talking to my Swedish friends just to really make my message clear. I love when I get to speak English but I've never really liked when people comment on my accent, even if it's a compliment, because it has always made me embarrassed. I'm a perfectionist like that, I want my English to really be perfect before someone says anything about it. 
 
When me and Malin went to Download Festival in England in June we met a lot of people and a some of them asked us where we're from. I asked them to guess (based on the way I was speaking) and all of them guessed different areas in England. Somehow this did not make me ebarrassed at all, maybe because it felt more honest than someone saying "Your English is really good" out of nowhere... Don't get me wrong, it's not that I don't like hearing it, it's just that I'm not sure how to handle it. 
 
I always want to get better at it, so I think writing my blog in English is a really good idea. I'm gonna try it for a while, and if someone wants it in Swedish I'm just gonna have to write in English and Swedish. 
 

This week has been awful. I stayed home from work all week since I have a cold. And not just like a regular one, becuase if it was I'd probably not still have it. I've felt like shit all week, with a blocked nose, sore throat and no energy what so ever. Since saturday I've used like 200 handkerchiefs (and I'm not even exaggerating, and yeah I know - disgusting!!). The nasal spray didn't work for a couple of days and I couldn't taste any of the food I had. I'm not sure what is worse - not being able to breath through your nose or not being able to taste the food. I feel like - "if you can't taste it, what is even the point of eating?". That is how much I love food. 
 
Doing nothing makes me super restless. It's is really a struggle when you just wanna go to the gym but don't even have the energy to go to the kitchen to get some water, even though your mouth is so dry, even a desert would seem moist in comparison.
 
 
 
I really can't wait for this shit to be over so that I can go back to the gym!! 
 
Oh well, I'm gonna make my get-well-cocktail (water, sliced ginger and lemon), have some watermelon, watch Game Of Thrones and hope for this cold to fuck off right to where it belongs!
 
XXX

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