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This is not what my new top looks like...

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Jessica Simpson, what a fashion guru... (is she barefoot??)

Today was a good day.

I found out that I have one less exam than I though I did (score!) and even went for a quick shopping trip to Alexa. Had told myself only to look in cheap stores as I have no money in the world til April or so... wanted to get a dress for my friends 21st birthday party tomorrow but couldnt find anything. Realised once more how urgently I need to lose weight. Shit. Anyways, I bought a red lepoard print top and some socks at H&M, will have to do with what I have at home for the party, again. (Btw: I want these shoes but they have sold out, boohoo!) Have seriously not been shopping for I don't know how long and with most of my wardrobe being at home in Sweden and with what I have here being too small for me, it's pretty depressing.

Less depressing is that my journo projects are going well. Getting more and more nervous for my interview with The Haunted later in February but have also been scoring some more interviews and little jobs. Just finished an interview with Marionette which is up and running in Swedish metal online magazine Critical Mass, check it out and leave a comment if you wish :)

Oh yeah and we also baked lussebullar today, can't tell you why just yet.. :P

Still addicted to The Hills. Need to get sleep now as I am going to the doctors tomrrow morning before picking an old uni friend up and then PARTEY :D

Skinny bitches from The Hills

I overslept this morning. Of course I overslept! I had promised myself to start a new life by walking to uni (takes about an hour and a half), now I'll have to put off my new start til tomorrow. I'll go for a walk or to the gym today too but still, I am a bit disappointed in myself. Darn MTV and their endless amounts of brain numbing series. Fucking fabulous.

So last weekend my mum came to visit and although I had to do a lot of uniwork whilst she was here it was so great to see her. She came out for my dancing class at Clärchens Ballhaus too even though she didnt have a dance partner, bless her! Speaking of partners though, me and my usual dancing friend Abi got split up again. Last time that happened we got to grumpy and rude German men but this time I hit the jackpot! I got to dance with a supercute GUARDIAN journalist who was writing about the place! Gutted I didn't come up with the idea of writing about it myself but oh well, it was a fun evening.

Upstairs at Clärchen's

Saturday my flatmate had her leaving-do before going back to Sweden on the Sunday. We had a few drinks at ours and then hit White Trash, a really cool club not too far from us. It was an indie club, which I normally hate, but they actually mixed it all up with some fun to dance to R'n'B and rock too so it was cool. However me and my mate Will lost the rest of the people when we went to cash in our bottles and left as we thought they had done that too (it was half 4...). That however turned out to be just a bit unappreciated...  but I think I'm forgiven now.

The sun is shining in Berlin and I almost there is almost a bit of spring in the air. So after I have finished with some uni work I think I'll go for that walk after all. Just need to make sure that I don't pass by any stores as I have less than no money in the world. I hate the Swedish student loan company.

Waking up this morning it was quarter to seven
outside so dark, it was far from heaven.
The cold so grim, I was more than grumpy,
and then my grey porridge even went lumpy.
Late as ever I legged it to the tram,
into the sweat-mass of people I had to cram.
Coin after coin wouldnt fit that fucker of a ticket machine,
with my fogged up glasses it may be the saddest thing you've ever seen.
A soy latte to go made my soul feel somewhat warm,
but in the seminar I many suicide plans silently did form.
Sitting trough the lecture upon that was like dying for an age,
doing it with period pain was suffering taken to a whole new stage.

Lunch time and the sun was smiling,
the unipeople gave me a bus ticket without lots of paper filing.
My mother called me out of the blue,
said cheer up daughter, I'm coming to visit you!
I took a now free ride home, had a Brezel on the way,
and then my heart bounced as I saw what the email in my inbox had to say:
An interview. With The Haunted. Has for you. Been booked.
I thought I was dreaming. Til my noodles overcooked.
Happy and proud, on life I was high,
Bouncing on (dust) clouds, even cleaning was fun
Went for a walk and a  friend  I swung by,
We went for coffee and a stroll in the sun.

Back at the flat I did have to study,
but it was OK cause I on msn spoke to a dear old buddy.
He, who is normally negativism in a nutshell,
said he had changed and today he was actually feeling well.
What a difference a day makes, someone once sang,
and you know what, I may have to sign up to his fanclub gang.

Apart from a quick trip to the local Kaiser's for food supplies and to the videoshop for late night entertainment today was spent inside our cosy flat working on different musicrelated texts - just the way it should be. 

Got an interview done, booked, prepared and made plans for future ones, sorted another workrelated email address out, did some research and discovered two new bands. (Allow me to introduce The Great Escape, a band whose guitarist I have known for a long time and who it turns out has used a producer I have worked with too, but in a very different context. How small the world is sometimes.)

Also I learnt that my best friend from back at uni has had her first article published in a national newpaper in the UK. I am impressed, proud and jealous. Well done K!

Finally me and Maria made vegan pancakes and watched The Illusionist. All in all a good day.

I fear tomorrow is going to be less of a fun day. Am planning on getting up early and making my way to the local hospital so that the doctor can give me something to cure my chest pain and terrible cough. Last time I was there I sat in the waiting hall the entire day. Then my dear M kept me company, tomorrow it's going to be uniwork that does. And then I should probably still go to my seminar 4 - 8 pm. Fun times.

On Saturday I have a flat viewing sorted, exciting! Seeing as my flatmates move back to Sweden in a week respectively at the end of February I need to find somewhere new to live and this 8 people WG sounded pretty cool. Wish me luck!