its actually pouring it down outside. i haven’t seen rain this bad since i was living in texas. put one finger outside the window and your whole body is wet (not really but you get what i mean).

so now i’m sat here, debating weather i should actually do my hair for dinner or screw it, whilst playing around with my new digital photo frame

so the u.s. is out of the world cup. who am i going to root for now?

yesterday a couple of us went to a pub to watch the England vs. Germany game.. figured i’d try rooting for england instead..

however, they sucked equally as bad, if not worse than the u.s.

so tonight game on between brazil and chile.. let’s go brazzzers

oh and by the way.. anybody else thing it’s time for fifa to adopt some new rules, and make technology allowed for the refs? the amount of bad calls and goals that have been missed is stupid. stupid!

went around the city a bit more yesterday.

simon and i met up with my sister and we had a coffee with her at the top of kulturhuset in the sun! beautiful view.

then we wandered over to the city hall and had a look around. once again, beautiful!

we were meant to have lunch in the old city for from shellfish and whatnot, but of course they closed 20 minutes before we got there!!

so we opted for a not so great caesar salad, but we made up for it with some newly made ice cream cones and marvelous ice cream!

then we saw the royal palace, simon once again wasn’t happy with me being a tourist and making him take pictures.. ha!

we went to leif’s to watch the football, yay for USA and England!! and had some yummy rhubarb and raspberry pie

after we took a walk around the lakes here in råsunda, and enjoyed some more of the lovely weather!

Tomorrow the princess of Sweden is getting married here in Stockholm. Oh boy oh boy the amount the newspapers and everyone else has talked about it. Stores have made special editions of certain things for it as well. I personally couldn’t care less. It’s a waste of money. Sure it’s great, she’s going to be the one with the ‘power’ (even though they’re just figure heads, they make no difference to the government) after the king dies, but really? You expect me to go downtown to the royal castle tomorrow and watch from a distance as they walk out? no. The only interesting part is that the royal families of other countries are coming. But does anybody really know who they are? England’s royal family isn’t coming and they’re the only one’s i know anything about. They’re to good for this kind of thing, no? maybe, maybe not. She’s too old, he’s sick, and the sons are fucking about in South Africa. Bad publicity for them in Sweden i tell ya.

So as it stands i say no. no to watching a wedding that has nothing to do with me. and no to royal families. pointless.

Thoughts.. Rooney like Shrek? or is Shrek like Rooney? either way.. U-G-L-Y!

Sitting with my dad and watching England Vs. Algeria.

I’m quite surprised to be honest, algeria is really standing their ground.

I secretly want England to stay in the game though so i can keep getting those glances of Beckham yummy!

went to hard rock cafe here in stockholm with my sister and her boyfriend.

ate lovely chicken fajitas, (even if they’re not as good as they are in texas).

then dad showed up right in time for the USA vs. England football game. oh boy oh boy, what a beginning. i thought USA had lost it right away but they put up a good fight, and they deserved that tie. bet you ‘footy’ fans in england are ragging right now, haha!

going to hard rock cafe with a couple of people, such as my sister, her boyfriend, and possibly my dad.

gunna watch the world cup, of course. England vs. USA. since sweden was to shit to make it im rooting for the next best thing, usa. of course if they dont make it, then england. loyalties, haha!

the weather here has been ridiculously nice. and because of that the blog has been lacking. but you all have to understand that when it’s 25+ degrees outside nobody wants to be sat on their computer inside! so yesterday we went to regents park and had a little champagne picnic, which then ended with some of us getting in one of the fountains. then we went to the pub to watch the england vs. mexico football game. and then back home. i was quite tipsy after the champagne, and after being in the sun for so many hours i was dehydrated, water for me it was at the pub! ice cold water. yummy. either way i’ll get some pictures up later today or tomorrow!

losing it all. i feel like i’ve worked so hard. so ridiculously hard to get my life back on track. i’ve done everything in my power to find happiness. to be content. to stop leaning on bulimia and drugs to fulfill my days. and i’ve done all of this just for my life to fall back apart. i feel like i’ve made some of the worst mistakes in my life this past year. i’ve been so happy, at a shit university, in a ghetto neighborhood. i’ve been happy. i’ve been happy without the material things. i’ve just been me, and happy. i’m afraid for it all to go away. what happens if i don’t pass? what am i gunna do next year? i don’t want to go to school in sweden, and im pretty sure i can’t get in anyways. i don’t wanna live in dallas, cause i have a strong feeling i’ll fall back into old patterns. it’s too easy to get sucked into that world. yet it’s the only place i think i can go to school. i don’t want it. i don’t want to live there. i don’t want to live in sweden. i don’t want to be unhappy. i don’t want to fail. i always don’t want to waste another year of my life doing nothing. i want a degree. i want a real job. i want my own home. i want my own life. i don’t want to depend on others. i don’t want to be in this situation. i’m scared. i’m more scared than i’ve ever been in my life. i don’t know if i can do this. and i don’t know what will happen after.. but hey.. guess it’s my own fault for being such an idiot. shouldn’t have ever even thought of architecture. shouldn’t have gone to london metropolitan university. shouldn’t have waited a year to start university either. i shouldn’t have started using drugs. i shouldn’t have had bulimia. shouldn’t have been me. maybe everything would’ve sorted itself out then.