in london..

after a sweaty ride on the tube and managing to get away from a creeper and up some terrific stairs with my luggage!

ugh. woke up. and everything seemed to just go wrong. everything. forgot this. had to get that. hair was a mess. forgot my lotion. just not a good start. then i went to get the tube and of course i just missed it. don’t you think i had to wait another 9 minutes for the next one? which then stalled halfway to the station. and i was therefor late to meet simon. he wasn’t too impressed. gah i hate mornings like that!

Leaving for a week to go to Simon’s over easter on Wednesday. Taking the train. I know there’s not even a slight possibility but i just feel a bit shaky after the whole bombing in Russia fiasco. I don’t like it and i feel deep grief for all those who lost loved ones. It’s stupid, suicide bombers. I’m sorry but just kill yourself, no need to take the rest of us with you. Your not going to heaven and you will not become a martyr.

lazy boy numero uno is sleeping.. what a surprise? so i’m sitting here at jonas house.. nobody home.. nothing to do.. nothing to eat. what a life! i love this! NOOOT. Dad’s in Finland today so i can’t go see him and grandma or anything either.. hmpf.. what to do?! maybe ill go steal a dog so i can have a real man in my life

oh by the way i saw the COOLEST dog ever on the subway this morning! a bulldog, but not like an ugly one.. it was a boy tiger brindle! the owner was so respectful too! she put newspaper on the seat before letting the dog jump up and then cleaned of the seats before leaving.. i like!

so the night before we left for Mallorca we went out with my sister and her friends. it was really nice. we had dinner at roberts apartment, homemade pizzas. complimentary of emmelie and robert. im guessing emmelie did most of the work though? then the rest of their gang came over and we sort of ‘pre partied’ i guess. always a good time with them. jonas checked the subway times and apparently it was the last one for like an hour or so. we all ran like hell to get to the station, and of course right outside theres a turn where i instead of running into two people i hit a cement wall and try to fly like superman. haha, not really but i scratched up my leg pretty bad. couldnt walk right for the next couple of days. oh and the best part? we miss the train, and the next one comes in ten minutes. ugh anyways. then out to the pub we went! its different partying with your sister haha, and its funny that there were four 18 year olds and the rest around 25+ haha!

the gang at dinner

me and mikaela (roberts little sister), wish i would have connected with this girl earlier! one of the sweetest swedes ive ever met.

some of the ‘men’

sitting around

my beautiful leg.. ha not.

me and sister at chaplins bar