Jetsetskank

Good morning my non-existant readers :) I am sitting on the bus on my way to the gym, almigog because there's nothing better to do. Today I am going to participate in a class me pilates. People - me, that is - might have the wrong impression of pilates, that it is relaxing and demands no effort... That is not true. It feels like your muscles are going to break and you get super frustrated when you can't reach your own feet when sitting with legs your straight. Once again - me, that is. But now I will give it a new try. Wish me luck! Yes, that was a rhetorical demand. Have a nice day!

... Alexandr Petrovski from Sex and the City is sitting three seats away from me in the language study room.

Yesterday was my first day at school. I was late for several reasons, among others because the train and teh subway were late. Well well. After school I met up with my bestest friend Samme and we spent a great day and evening in Stockholm. First she bought herself a new computer 8also HP like mine) and then we had a nice little meal at McDonald's. We spent almost an hour taking loads of pictures with Samme's new fancy camera, too! At eight thirty we went to the cinema and watched the movie "Knight and day" starring Cameron Diaz and Tom Cruise. I liked the movie, we laughed a lot. The way back home was a trip. Now that I think back to it, I can't understand what on Earth could have been so funny, but we really laughed our asses off! Fabulous! You can't get bored with your best friend :)

This morning I decided to give it another try - by "it" I mean the public transportation company that is supposed to take me to school and by "decided" I mean forced myself, because frankly we are all under dear SL's command whether we like it or not. Luckily it worked out fine. I even met two friends on the way. Mikaela recognized me on the bus while I was too stuck in my own world to see anybody, and we spend the whole way talking until I had to go off and when I was just about to put my headphones back in my ears, I ran in to my old neighbour and friend Yvonne so we spent the whole bus trip to the university talking about random stuff. Nice!

School has been good but I can't say I have been so productive, unless you count that I put numbers on the sides of the pages in my new calender... That was during class. Now, after classes ended, I have gotten some work done, though. I have done my homework that is due the 15th this month. Not bad, not bad! ;)

I have had a long but good day and now I am a proud owner of the words "I'm going to the gym!"

I am standing on the metro platform waiting for the subway to take me to city where I will meet up with my dear Samme. She is gonna Btw herself a brand new computer! We are so cute, doing everything together. When I was buying my new computer, she was with me! :) My train is here! Ciao!

I was super hungry so I ate A LOT. And now I am so full I almost feel pregnant!

I usually hate that expression because face it, time is precious and it's STUPID wasting int. But right now I am seriously wishing for it to pass a little quicker the coming two hours. Otherwise I will be bored to death before my next class starts at two!

Today will be my first day back in school :) I have actually looked forward to this, let's see how it goes! Too bad I'm a bit late... Well well, I have been in worse situations XD It's not only school I am looking forward to today. After classes end, I will meet up with Samme! It's sort of a little tradition of ours ;) In short, I hete a great day ahead of me! Hope you all will have a great day too!

I really thought I would faint and die during my workout, not necessarily in that order. I participated in a class called Shape which trains all your body. You access muscles you didn't even know you had. Everything is done quickly and you are expected to do your absolute best. Well, I did make a freaking effort and you all know what happened. Dark spots started dancing all around, blocking my sight and it suddenly felt like I got swimmer's ear. Okay, I didn't actually die. Or faint, for that matter, but I guess that some of you wonder why a person would put herself through that willingly? The thing is that I get such a freaking kick out of it that once I start with the workouts it's kind of like a drug for me. Besides, I bet there are some people who would have a different opinion, who would say that you can't call it a real and truly productive workout unless you fall to the ground and puke your guts out :)

My my my, am I back in black today or what? From head to toe, this is what I'm wearing: black sweater, black leather jacket, black jeans and black Converse shoes with some kind of pattern on them in another kind of black. The funny thing is that this was completely not on purpose. I just overslept and had to hurry my ass off to make it to the bus. As I ran for the bus station, the bus passed it. Luckily, I came running in the opposite direction than the bus so I was running towards it and the driver saw me. I bet he would have thought it funny to drive pass me, I have had an experience like that before, so I ran right in the middle the way. He would have had to hit me to pass me, so obviously he had to stop. So now I am happily on my way to the gym!

So I'm lying on my bed reading some celebrity magazine and I almost screamed out loud when I came across an article about the celebrities' wild parties in St. Tropez. I don't give a stinking shit about most celebrities but HOW THE FUCK COULD I MISS THE FACT THAT LADY GAGA WAS IN ST. TROPEZ WHILE I WAS IN FRANCE TOO????!!!

I just painted my nails (in a really cool vampy dark cherry color) so now I can't do anything other than just blogging from my phone. Have patience with the neverending entries, please! For that reason I will take this opportunity to tell you about a funny conversation I had with my sister a few days back. I asked her if she prefers Muse or Cold Play and she said: "I like both. Cold Play is good music to listen to when you feel sad..." and I said: "Really, you think so? I listen to them when I do my stretching after a workout". She didn't need to say anything, the look on her face said "No comment".

In the end I decided to skip the jog. My dear friend Fellan called and asked if I want to meet up tonight at nine. I most certainly said yes because in exactly one week she will go to Australia for two months and then to California for either three och five YEARS. Of course I have to grab every opportunity to see that girl! Can't people start leaving Sweden when I intend to do it too?!

I don't know if it's possible to say it like that in English, I just made a direct translation from Swedish and liked the result. It felt like the right expression for what I am about to do... During the two months I spent in France, I have had loads of unhealthy shit to eat and gotten no exercise what so ever. My "diet" consisted of pizza, pasta, kebab and McDonald's. The only movements I made was those necessary to get from home to school, from school back home and then out in the evening. And of course some crazy dancing. But that does not make up for all the fast food mentioned above. Not to mention all the booze... So today I finally decided that it's time to do something about it! I logged on to the website of my gym and booked myself up for several classes for the next two weeks. There will be some cycling, aerobics, African dancing and boxing among other stuff. And now I will be super sportif and go out for a jog along the little beach promenade here in Sigtuna :) Wish me luck!

Am I a lazy bitch or what? Today I was at work for no longer than five hours and still I thought I would seriously succumb to the boredom. The time passed so slowly and the repetitous scanning of different products felt neverending. Now that I have had the chance to ventilate a bit, I must confess that I am spoiled. GRAB THE SHOWEL AND DIG, YOU FUCKING LITTLE BRAT! GET SOME DIRT UNDER YOUR NAILS AND SEVERE PAIN IN YOUR BACK! Then you have probably deserved your monthly pay... Okay, to be honest it wasn't that bad. I was surprised that I still remember all the product codes and I was lucky enough not to get yelled at by any mean customers. But work did make me tired though, despite the relatively short shift. I was about to enter the door leading to my building and I started pressing the come... when I suddenly realized that the door was already open! Yes, that is what happens to me when I am tired XD

Mobile update: I just realized that I still haven't written anything about my journey from Nice back to Stockholm. Not too unexpectedly, I came just on time to my flight from Nice to Frankfurt. The stewardess even had to accompany me to the plane because I was the last passenger to board. In Frankfurt I spent some time exploring the tax free shops and when there was about half an hour left to my plane's departure, I started going towards gate 32, which was written on my ticket, but when I got there, there was no one there. I found one of those boards with all departures and saw that the Lufthansa race to Stockholm would leave from gate-fucking-21. I don't know how on earth I could have missed that and there was no time to examine the reasons further. Here is when the really crazy shit kicked in... So, I got to freaking gate 21 and you can probably imagine my surprise when I saw that they were boarding passengers to DRESDEN! "Excuse me, I am going to Stockholm. Where do I go?" I asked. The answer I got was simply: "You missed it". My shock was huge! How could I wave missed the plane if there was still fifteen minutes left to departure?! The guy explained that the passengers had to take a bus because the plane wasn't right by the gate but a bit out and that the bus had already left. "DO SOMETHING!" I half screamed to the guy but he said there was nothing he could do, with the "you-got-yourself-in-this-situation-now-deal-with-the-consequences"-attitude bursting all around him. I felt the damn tears build up and there was nothing I could do to stop them from finding their way out of my eyes. The first guy and another mean woman left and I was left there with a relatively young and, might I add, quite nice looking guy. Obviously he is one of those poor fuckers who doesn't know what to do when they see a woman cry. He panicked, begged me to calm down and made a quick phone call. The next thing I knew he told me he had me booked on the next flight to Stockholm which would depart at seven the next morning. The last seat was "unfortunately" in first class and I didn't have to pay anything for this! I thanked him, this saviour of mine, and went to the bathroom where I managed to calm down after several minutes. I even got the guts to call Mom and tell her about this. Can't say she was too pleased though XD I used the time at the airport to write a bit in my journal and just listen to music. I didn't get much sleep that night because I was worried I would miss the flight again. I woke up at five and went to the tax free shops where I bought a perfume (Beyond Paradise by Estée Lauder) and did my make-up. Though it actually was the case, I didn't really wanna come home looking like someone who had just spent her night at an airport XD In short, I made it to the plane and arrived safely in Stockholm :) Today, about three days afterwards, I unpacked my suitcases. Well, that was all XD