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sweden welcomed me with incredibly strange weather. first a lovely sunrise in the harbour in stockholm. then a really scary wall of dark clouds and raindrops big as baseballs. "like a big, wet kiss on the windshield" were the words my grandfather used to describe them. oh, btw. my grandfather is one of the most adventurous (read: dangerous) drivers i know. accelerating like crazy just to get past a truck and almost crashing into another car. and hitting the brakes so furiously that i hurt my knee when i was thrown against the seat (after i was thrown down from the seat numerous times i learned not to lie napping in the backseat without any safety-belts on)
back in my apartment i also managed to drop my xbox on my foot and got a nice purple-coloured bruise.
but i'm not complaining. i still managed to dance like a mentally challenged freak the whole night at the back2school party and met sooo many classmates etc.
it's good to be home

sunrise

not so much sun

yikes x3

i found the ugliest shoes i've seen in a long time:

 

i almost wanted to buy them, that's how terrible they were. but then i realized i don't want to feel like throwing up everytime i look at my feet (and i do that a lot) so i left them in the store. maybe someone with a far more developed taste than mine will find them and be eternally grateful i left them there. 

also found a picture where i look like a crossbreed between the devil and justin bieber. or i imagine this is what a creature like that would look like:

i mean, come on: the glare & the hair

and oh! did you know you're not allowed to bring candles into ships? i didn't know that. this makes me so sad, because i was planning on celebrating christmas in one of the cabins and having a christmas tree with live candles and candles covering every inch of the tiny cabin. i mean, doesn't that sound cozy? so now my christmas is ruined. thank you, viking line.

i'm lovin' your tie

so i just wanted to post these vids. because i love them. no further explanation necessary.

 

 

there's a special place in hell for fashion bloggers

...and now i get to go there ♥

don't know why i'm pointing. makes me look like an idiot. ehehe as if that's the only thing making me look like an idiot.

this is just a pointless picture of my ceiling.

i love my shoes i'm a sailor yay

get in your go-kart and go little sister get in your go-kart and go

d-d-d-d-d-dddrums
and why oh why oh why did you have to go and die.
would so want to hear your gorgeous voice live. R.I.P. Mark Sandman.

early to bed early to rise makes a man or woman miss out on the night life

 was at a foam party last night. (at this lame place that i like because it's a bit lame. maybe i feel at home) so, after the party i realized my next train wouldn't leave until 5. waiting at the railway station half past 2 isn't the best. but i met a french-italian guy dressed in white with a white bicycle and walked around with him for a bit. (got to practice my french yay) but didn't want to go drink vodka with him so i fled to maccy d's, and i have to admit, the cheeseburger was delicious. and i killed a lot of time playing mahjong on my phone and then i watched music videos and found something great: live performances by morphine (one of the best 90's blues/alt.rock/jazz bands i know and the singer's deep voice is incomparable aaaaaaaa soooo wonderful) but then a guy who had lost his shoes (he had dirty toes and a homer tattoo on his arm) interrupted me and asked what time it was and then my train came so

this is Morphine.

this is Morphine.

this is Morphine.

extraterrestrial time traveling gynecologist and surgeon

aaaaaaaa found some 90's hip hop. dr.octagon: this is love.
[for a 2x effect press play for both vids simultaneously]

trees are dying, btw. did you know that?

i woke up under an alligator

yeah no. i didn't.
but i made a t-shirt today. or well. drew on it.
anyways here it is.