Rebecca Ståhlnacke

I will in approximately 5 hours and 30 minutes be landing at London Heathrow airport. In about 6 hours and 15 minutes I will be on the bus on my way to Rickmansworth and in about 7 hours and 10 minutes I will be picked up from Rickmansworth station by Chelsie-Louise Legg. This my ladies and gentlemen, is a BIG deal. I can't wait to see my english friends, I don't even know how long it's been.. 2 months? 3 months? Wow thinking about it it is almost three months since I was ín England, ahh I remember the last few days going out to see everyone not knowing if it was the last time we would see eachother. I will admit I cried a lot, although it was quite funny crying and hugging someone and then as it so happens you see them the very next day! Anyway I'm off to finish my packing, I can't believe this.

Im looking at pictures of Sri Lanka where I'll be going in Februari, I am incredibly excited. And the house we're going to live in is supposed to be absolutely amazing I really can't wait, first England in six days, and then Sri Lanka in a few months, I'm going to have to get my dear Sri lankan friends to teach me tamil, and those other languages that I can't remember the name of...

Reasons for why I feel so shit today:

- I went out last night snd the night before that, I have not had enough sleep and I have recently gotten really boring and used to staying at home so.. let's just say a bit too much of the good this weekend

- I have the worst cold ever, my head and throat is killing me, I've gotten really addicted to tea with honey now though- it really helps!

- My swedish essay that's supposed to be sent in on friday still hasn't really been sent. My new plan is hoping that it will write itself

Well last night was.. unexpected Anyway it all ended up with me waking up having two gorgeous girls in my bed (Linn and Lucia that is) so who am I to complain?! For some reason I woke up really early today, which I never do - if i may add it doesn't feel too good only to have slept a few hours- and now I'm watching gummi bears (bumbibjörnarna) with my little sis' waiting for my girls to wake up.

Grande Café with Emelie yesterday, a very pleasant experience, except when a man came up to us and started asking questions such as if we were sisters (me and Emelie!?) and when he started stroking my cheek i decided i didnt like him very much and after we ignored his "polite questions" (such as what do you do on your spare time, what grade are you in, what school do you go to etc.) he finally left. Hate these people.

Yes I do and so do all of you. I just wrote a fucking long paragraph about decisions and right and wrong but it was so boring. I spared you, be happy. Anyway all I want to say is that I think it wrong for people to judge others based on their decisions (sure judge hitler if you want but other decisions that arent that black and white). Because decisions are usually hard to make, and once a decision has been made i know you're supposed to live with the consequences, but if other people create the consequences then why not just take it easy and be nice for once. Just stop all gossiping and bitching and just leave it, it's easy, trust me, just try.

So I wake up, at Michelle's, I'm very tired and I realise that I promised my mum that I'd play badminton with her and my sisters. So I get up, make myself a cup of really weird health tea that I found in Michelle's cupboard, and try to hide the taste with some honey and milk. When my mum calls I actually sound like a dead person, and certainly not like I'm fit for badminton (which she obviously doesn't give a shit about!). Anyway I bike home, get ready and we leave. Turns out I'm not as bad at badminton as I thought and it wasalmost worth getting out of bed, almost. Mum was so pleased with herself for coming up with this new activity -so that is what we will be doing every sunday between 2 and 3 from now on. Wow.


Me in all black, Clara in green and blue, Filippa in black t-shirt with the blue logo







Wow i look angry! Sorry about the blurriness of these pictures, bad bad bad camera

I'm stressing out, so much, I don't actually know what to do with myself, how bad is that?! If I ever started to do drugs, this would be the perfect opportunity, I need to calm down. Seriously. I hate school. 1 and a half years to go. Anywhoo.. such a good cocktailparty last night, unfortunately I couldnt afford both shoes and a new dress so I went through my wardrobe and ended up with the classic "tight black skirt, cute top and patterned tights" look which always works. Unfortunately this was nothing compared to the girls with their red lipstick and little black dresses or to the guys in their suits and ties (I was so impressed!). The interesting twist of the evening is when me, Pella and Michelle go into the toilet together and me and Pella suddenly hear Michelle screaming like crazy pointing in the toilet. We look down and see Michelle's little pink mobile in the toilet, she panics and sticks her hand in the toilet to pick it up only to throw it in the zink. Naturally we were all in hysterics. Me and Michelle also decided to take some interesting photos in the basement whilst waiting for the bathroom to be available, the following pictures are unfortunately not the worst...

Wen't shopping with Emelie today, the plan was to find a party outfit for tonight but obviously that did not happen, we're talking about me here. Inspired from looking at shoes yesterday I got a craving for shoes and bought a new pair from SthlmDG, I fell in love straight away and as I ask if they have it in size 38 I find out the last pair has been put aside. However they were supposed to be picked up 5 minutes earlier and therefore it was now possible for me to get them. So, dear friends, it was faith and I had to buy them! AND they will be perfect for the cocktail party tonight since I will have to walk for a while and that is not gonna happen in stilettos!



 

Don't you just love how you think you're over something so completely one second till suddenly you get reminded and the adrenaline kicks in like fuck. Your stomach twists around and, in my case, you suddenly get so so angry, the fact that the people who knows things about us are the ones that have the ability to destroy so much really gets me thinking. Either its evil and good, hate and love, incredible and awful , och just constantly somewhere in the middle. So I have chosen to take the boring, safe way, at least for now. Is this bad? Am I a coward? Yes.

Talking to fun people helps though, and also some Louboutins to cheer me up