Saturay night

I ended up going out with my co-worker. We had one beer, or I had one, then we both went home to be good employees because of work tomorrow. I don't start work until 12 pm as I said, but I am definatley going out for some running before that. And I'm starting to feel like a wreck already, after one week. Tranquilo Emily!

slumber

Wooa! I just woke up after litteraly passing out on my mums bed. I have no idea how many hours I've slept, but I sure needed it. But how am I suppose to fall asleep later tonight?

But I guess the question now is;
What do I do tonight?

A co-worker of mine just invited me to a party but it's kind of far away and I'm still gonna work tomorrow but it's at 12 pm. So now I need to prioritate, again.

don't trust me

Yesterday I promised myself to go to sleep early. I broke that promise with coming home at 3 am. Hanging out woth friends is something I guess I put before sleep, I mean, I'll soon again.

Then I had to wake up at 6 am to go to work.

Work was fine and I had a longer break today, so I passed out half naked on the grass. I even woke up because I was snoring. Then it's bad.

I was suppose to go to this comedian festival with my friend, but she is hours away buying a car. I guess that's a good reason.

I'm tired but I am so going out running today... later.

Happy birthday Mum!

I had the idea of me waking up quite early today. I didn't. Or yes I did, at like 8.30, but I wanted to go up even earlier then that.

I was thinking about going to the gym, but I wanna spend my day in the sun before I have to go to work, so I'm just gonna go for a run and then maybe do some yoga. I also heard that we have an outdoor gym somewhere, so if I find it, there I can hit two birds with one stone.

Later.

Happy B-day Mum!

porfavor

Today I had the chance to talk to a very specia guy I met in LA for only one night, or one night and one mexico night... I miss him, he's a great guy. But life is life and you don't always get what you want.

Good things from today

I love the fact that I manage to work for about 14 hours without dying.

I loved the lunch box my mum gave me.

I love the fact that I had the time to go to one of my favourite places and pass out for ten minutes in the evening sun during my break.

I love the fact that one of my oldies gave me an air kiss when I left.

I love the fact that I have hilarious co-workers and that I saw a friend I haven't seen in a while.

I love the fact that I know where to live once I get to London. One more thing to strike from my list, one more thing not to worry about. Me like a lot!

I love the fact that our kitchen smells like Lilly in the Valley!

come on

Oh, but what I really wanted to say is that I have a hard time remembering people. It's like I totally focused on the pressent that I forgot namnes and stuff from home. I thnk my co-worker that I worked with every day before I went was named Daisy. But I'm not sure. She is nice though!

trabajo

I started work again last night. I felt like a new starter when I got there, and I had in mind that all the ladies were gonna be aweful to me. But I had a really good time and I kind of am looking forward to go back there today.

A woman at work said I had gained weight, and then she touched my belly. I felt awesome, or not. But then again, it's not really true and I feel beutiful.

And I had the chance togo to one of my favourite places on a short break. Stockholm is so beautiful right now.


Oh well, more later, I don't wanna be late m second day at work.

My mum just said about my last post

"Oh but you can wear your clothes, you have a purpose with them I see"
-refering to pissing my grandmum off

First of June

Yesterday was my friends b-day. We were twelve girls celebrating her at her place with food and games. It was very successful if you ask me, even though girls are the same all around the world with their gossip and talking behind peoples backs. But I guess that's the world we're living in.

Today I woke up early to something I have to do asap, but now they booked me for next Tuesday instead. So I went to the gym. I love feeling my muscles again. And I stayed on the treadmil over 40 minutes. Kudos Emily!

Now I'm home, my baby brother is graduating today. I can't believe it. And I can't believe it's been two years since I graduated. Oh well. My mum is complaning about my clothes. What's wrong with shorts, knee socks and a tank top that says WORLD TRAVELLER? I really would like to piss my grandmum off. That's fun and I haven't seen her since Christmas. But I guess today is not about me...