Quite uninteresting but sometimes funny…

Let this be much better than the last one! My last New Years I spent crying my eyes out in Clapham Junction. Dont wanna go there again! Tonight its mainly gonna be me and Leo and Ida. Ive asked my so called boyfriend but hes whining about speniding time with his friends. Ah, well!

Yesterday I had a bad case of migraine. Got to bed about 9.30 and slept until AJ got to bed. I then thought the time was around 11 at the most. It turned out to be 2.30. Cause AJ, with nothing else to watch had stayed up and watched Lord of the Rings, The Two Towers, and then half of Return of the King. He doesnt even like Lord of the Rings, I have no idea what came over him.

Once again, it feels great to be back in the UK. I love it som much I could cry! Even trhe annoying cheese and onion crisps eaters Ive missed! Ok, maybe not really, but you know what I mean. Ive got some complaints about the way I write this blog. That I write like I talk, but in english…that doesnt make sense, but I really dont know how to change this. Either I have too much commas or too little!

Today I surfed in to my friend Cookies bands webpage and downloaded their christmassong. Every year they release a christmassong and put it online. This year its “Feliz Navidad” and its hilarious! Got to www.patrask.net and klick on “Julkort från farbror Peru”. Also saw som old videos on their blog, jeez, brings back the memories!

Btw, if someone wants to give me the new Rocky book I would be very pleased. Its not the latest album Im talking about, Ive got that one, its the 10 year jubile book with album 1-13 in the same book. Please give me one!

So…this will be the last thing I write this year…I hate those kind of jokes when you say: “see you next year!” when you mean two days later, so Im not gonna make any…

Bye

P

ps HAPPY NEW YEAR!

Jeez, you have no idea how good it feels to be back! Ive never been so happy to be home. I love my family, but not more than four days a year. Was fun to see all my old mates again thou! Miss them loads! Even just before me and AJ where going to the airportcoach we managed to meet up with some old friends of mine. CC, Lil and Christian. CC and Lil know eachother from before (we used to work toether all three of us) but Christian didnt know them. Or AJ. And AJ off course didnt know any of them. Ah, well, worked out good in the end.

I got lots of lovley presents, thanks everyone. Most memorable was the ones from AJ (just what I wanted!) and BS and Stringis (Ive already finished it, it took me a day!). Ive heard comments about my weight more than once. Ive always been quite fat, but I have managed to keep it down for the past years. Theese past months thou, I have mainly been stuffing myself (easy with a feeder boyfriend) and gained a few. My family seems to love to discuss (even when Im in the room) wether Ive gained or lost weight. Even my grandparents join the discussion! This time it was mainly that “I looked a bit bigger” “I should feel better if I did some exercise” (no shit?!) and that I looked “rultig”. Rultig is a swedish expression for when you want to say someones is fat, but you feel bad about it, so you try to find a “nicer” word. Then you use the word “rultig”.

Im so sick of that whole discussion, no wonder Im obsessed with my weight, and are comforteating all the time. Next year Im celebrating Christmas in London or AJ and me are gonna flee the country for some sun and a family free holiday. Wellwell, thats a year away so no need to worry now.

Yesterday I was supposed to work. When I came to the trainstation however, this seemed impossible. Someone had jumped infront of the train a couple of stations ahead and that meant that the trains could stand still for hours.

Anyway, went home and started working from home instead. Was quite nice. AJ (whos off until the 5th, damn him!) was cleaning the flat and doing all the washing up etc. He was running around in boxers making sure the flat looked spotless while I was lying on the bed with my laptop in my knee, eating salty liqourice and working. Eg. answering a few emails and looking at prices on stamps.

Today, however Im back at work. AJ has called me about five times and whined about me being at work and not with him. When I explained that if I dont go to work, I get fired, and if I get fired he has to pay everything for me, he understood that maybe, just maybe, I had to stay at work.

I have had this horrible headace the whole day, not even Nurofen helped, and that always helps!

Tomorrow is New Years. We once where a gang that where going to meet up. Now it seems like its gonna be me and Lee and then IL for about 5min. Ah, well, as long as I dont have to have my feet pierced by some drunk bimbos stiletto heels, Im happy.

XX

P

Ok, so seing your family is great, but twice a year, four days at a time is enough. Me and AJ is staying here until sunday! Cant wait until i get home. Its great to see all my friends thou. We went out theother night with two friends of mine, B and A and they where teaching Aj vry bad words in swedish…then he met my grandmother yesterday, who doesnt speak a word of english…that was interesting… but all my parents seem to love him and tell me “are you sure you deserve him??” and it might just be me, but shouldnt it be the other way around? That he doesnt deserve me? Ah, parent love!

I know I havent been updating lots lately, but Ive been busy drinking coffee…will try to do better thou. Tomorrow its christmas so to each and everyone,

GOD JUL!

XXXXXXXXXXX

P

This is just plainly gross! Al sent me this link. Read it, see the pics and throw up!

http://www.thedenverchannel.com/health/18297954/detail.html

Its like Al said, too weird!

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Just realised that Im going to Sweden tomorrow and neither my dad or my sister wants to spend any time with me. My dad is of a very special sort called an emotionally disfunctional idiot who rather spend time with everyone else than me and my sister is an self absorbed soon to be 27 yr old who acts like shes 15 and who rather hang out with her boyfriend and her lesbian girlfriends than me. And I see these people about twice a year. Am I that annoying? That they cant even hang out with me twice a year? Lucky for me I got a backup family. My mom and my stepday, wonderful people (whom I love!) who are interested in hanging out with me and my stepsister KS, who actually makes the time to hang out with me.

I hate to sound like a spoilt child, but its really hard to try to get attention from two people that are supposed to mean the world to you (dad and my sis) that just doesnt care at all, except to say if you gained weight or not and point out all the bad stuff youve done, not the good ones.

Thanks dad and sis, you made my christmas oh, so wonderful!

Fuck you!

I bought OK magazine today. Ive already read this weeks Heat and Now, so OK was the one to go with. They had this big photo op with Katice Price and Peter Andre, dressed up in “medevial” clothes posing by fires and christmastrees. That was just…wrong, plainly wrong. Reminds me about that episode in Wifeswap when one of the familys lived like a medievial family with “medevial” clothes (they didnt have crushed velvet during the dark ages, I have you know!) and the dad walking around with a cheap crown on his head, being the “King” of the household. Its like seeing those people that goes around in town wearing cloaks. I had one in my school. I dont even have words for that! Its just strange! Strange in the bad way. Anyway, got to print a quote from Peter Andre from that interview regarding that he would have liked living in those times:

“the women would have been frisky because they wouldn’t have been allowed out at night, so that would have been fun!”

First, thats a quote word by word from the latest OK magazine, and I may not be british or be excellent at spelling, but isnt the grammar in that sentence a bit weird? Second, does anyone else come to the conclution that Peter Andre might not have all the cutlery in the drawer if you get what I mean? This might be a world known fact, maybe its just me that had no idea? Second quote from Katie Price herself:

“I dont know much about history because I like to focus on the present.”

Yeah, because thats sound sane? She might just have said it wrong, but if she means what she really says, they knowing about important things like the Holocaust (for example) really doent matter for her…well each one for them selfs. Or as Napoleon said at the war by the river hoppedidou against The Tribe of Andy Pandys: “Golly! I say, do we have any crackers left?”.

In other events, I had a 50 min long talk to Elijah today, and god that was amazing! Haven spoken to him for a long time. We are like, totally gonna meet up when Im in sweden. Golly!
Thats the one of the things I really, really miss with sweden, nights out with Elijah!

xx

P

Just read a letter in the column “Ask Dr Dawn” in the latest “Now” magazine and it was from a girl telling Dawn (+readers) that her boyfriend picks his nose and then eats it! And she wondered if that was dangerous. No, its not dangerous, it gross! i tell ya, if AJ did that i would seriously thinking of break up with him. Imagine that girl kissing her boyfriend after he had eaten a bugger! I honestly, honestly think (after working with kids for two yrs) that buggers are more disgusting than poo. Kids know that poo goes in the toilet, but bugger they eat or smear around (grossgrossgross!!!). Once again, I would not accept that! Thats yous wrong, plainly wrong!

Talking about funnier stuff, Al, gave me this link. Its the best internetgame ever and totally support my theory about zombies on the train! Play and enjoy!

http://www.mazapan.se/games/Metro.php

xx

P

Had the weirdest dream the night to today. I was at the office christmasparty and we had to form bands and then later peform at the pub in Mayfair we went to on the real life christmasparty. And apparently I could play electric guitarr and sing, really good! In my band It was me, being the lead guitarrist and singer and then we had Al on drums and Nil on base. Nil was wearing scary clownmakeup for some reason and we played the Swedish song in the Eurovision 2007, The Ark with “The Worrying Kind”. Could have choosen a better song, but apparently it was a choice between that and ABBA.

My friend TZ, got ABBA singstar for her birthday, and I hope Im never gonna be drunk ín her flat while thats around, cause even tho I dont like ABBA and I cant sing, Im sure Im going to end up there sooner or later. The thought of it scares me…bad…

Yesterday I wrapped my last christmaspresents! And AJ wrapped his for me. He did this in the bedroom but came out to get help with the last bit. You see, Im the master of giftwrapping. Ok, to be honest, my mum is the master of wrapping, but Im not far behind. I dont only use wrapping paper, I use ribbons and bows and all that stuff! I love wrapping christmaspresents! Anyway, in a atempt of being as splendid as me, AJ tried to put ribbons and bows on his. The paper bit went ok, but seeing a grown man, thats never done this before, trying to put a ribbon around a present and make a bow is actually very entertaining.

Ok, enough about AJ. On new yrs (dunno, might have mentioned this before) Lee, IL and me are having a party. Its gonna be the best party ever! We are going to have a small houseparty, might be just the three of us at the look of it at the moment. Anyway, it doesnt matter, the thought of the whole thing is to have a nice friendly new yrs. If you want to dress upp you can, but if you dont want to, you dont have to. This also regards drinking and so on. Plus we made a vow not to try to run around to different pubs or clubs. Thats what I hate about New Yrs. You plan to go somewhere and then you hear about a greater party somewhere else and then when you get there its time to move on to the next party. Its all about the search for the “perfect” party and then you end up celebrating the stroke of twelve on a parkinglot holding your friends hair up while she pukes her guts out.
New Years is like the second book of lord of the rings, “The Two Towers”. Sam and Frodo just walks and walks and walks, but they never really get anywhere.
And thats the point of mine, Lee’s and IL’s party, to have the perfect, relaxed, merrily drunken new years. Among friends! Withouth miniskirts and bleeding feet from when that blonde bitch stamped on your foot with her stiletto heel.

Anyway, in other news, its only 8 days left for christmas! And 4 days before I can go home! Am going to do some work while on holiday thou. GROWN-UP POINTS!! AND I got my CMs who probably are gonna call me. Preferably when Im talking to some old classmate who still lives in my hometown and works with a really shitty job, but used to populair and mean to me in school. Then I will be all “Im sorry, its work, I need to take this” and flash my Blackberry. Yep, Im that sad that I still want my sweet revenge on some people. I wasnt really peachy myself when I was younger (worst period between 13-15) but at least I have changed and appologised to the most of the people I was mean to. Stringan…

xx

P

The number of readers that have been reading this blog lately is very depressing. I used to have way more than this! Ah, well. Listening to “Farväl till Katalonien” by Dan Hylander and feel a bit sad…
Anyway, going home on saturday! Its gonna be great! Im very unprepared and will probably go out drinking the night before my flight as I always seem to do. I dont know how I manage, but for some reason I always end up hangover everytime before im going somewhere via airplane. Still remeber when I went home from Dublin when Stringis and BS lived there and I was sitting bymyself laughing by myself. People actually moved away cause they didnt want to sit next to me…then its really bad…

Dont really have anything interesting to say…except for the fact that I still laugh about ILs puppy love. Rather, a teenage boy has a puppy love on IL. I laughed my head of when IL told me about when the poor boy had followed her around town. With my life being perfect and incredibly dull nowdays, I have to live my life through others. Im gonna be like that horrid Miss Havisham, except I actually have a boyfriend…that didnt make any sense at all…

bye

xx

God, have had terrible week. Well anyway. On wednesday I was home sick from work. But as the grown up I now pretend to be, I had to get dressed and go to the nearest store for some food and lemsip. Was planning on going to Sainsburys in Surbiton, but ended up in Kingston. I was like a gasell (with a cold) surrounded by lions or whatever. I regret ever going up from bed that day. Anyway, managed to get to Sainsburys there and with a shaking hand pay for my lemsip and various food that I bought. When I got home I immediatly got my sweatpants on and was laying in the sofa with the duvet watching “Sense and Sensibility”. God I love Jane Austen romance! Im such a pussy I know.

On thursday I went back to work still sick, but I had to! Anyway, managed to get through the day and went home to my loving boyfriend (in your face JB! mohahaha). On friday I was off work on holiday. Or rather last christmas shopping. I went to Harrods, thinking it was a weekday so it couldnt be that many people there. But I forgot about the tourists…ended up, by misstake in the arcade room where they sell all the mugs, teddy bears, aprons, bags and so on with the harods logo on. Had to fight my way out through an italian family who was loading their baskets up with various items with the logo on. Scary!

Bought some presents and 5 pound wrapping paper, but it was so prettyyyyy! Or at least red and sparkly. Med up with Ash for some coffe before I, tierd as a fat guy after a marathon, went on my merry way home. Wich only is two undergound trains, two southwest trains and then one bus…not hard work at all!…
Was going to spend friday alone. AJ was out with the rest of the management at his job for christmas drinks. Did crazy amount of wrapping, not only my gifts, but AJs to his family. Did this while watching 50 greatest Christmas videos at VH1. Have to say that one of the worst was “Mistletoe and Wine” by Cliff Richard. Honestly, that was just bad. A favourite of mine is Wizard with “I wish it was christmas every day”. Thats a classic. Drank a half glas of wine before I realised I could hardly taste it, due to sickness. Then AJ came home drunk as…hell. I think the amount where somewhere near 12 pints, fuck knows how many shots and one and a half bottle of wine. Thats my boyfriend, the amazing drunk. Was very funny thou to see AJ all…well drunk, saying stuff like “Im not schaying thisch cashe Im drunk, but I looove you! Kisch me!”. Hehe…

On Saturday I was supposed to go the the non-birthdayparty, but I woke up, feeling worse than ever (damn Harrods!) and around 2, I realised that I wouldnt make it. Called Lee who was sick as well. Im so sad I missed the party! Spent the day in the sofe with the duvet watching TV. While I was busy doing that, AJ cleaned up the whole flat. For three hours! I only moved from the sofa to the bathroom at the most. Lazy…but Im sick, so I can be! Watched “Transporter 3″ wich I only saw 3min of the beggining of, then fell asleep and woke up to see the last 20 min. Then I made AJ watch “Outnumbered” with me. That show is brilliant! More about that later.

Now, Im still in bed on this glorious sunday morning. Its raining and its ok to have another day in the sofa. I love weekends like this one! Except for being sick and missing the party. So, this is what happaned in my life the latest 5 days, interesting, huh?…

xx

P

ps. Now is fucking AJ going around sining “Mistletoe and Wine” just to annoy me!