tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60010348165289237742024-02-07T12:15:31.865+01:00vintagetyroSofiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02182156700551810589noreply@blogger.comBlogger444125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6001034816528923774.post-80417680280598397222015-12-30T01:03:00.000+01:002015-12-30T01:06:41.519+01:00scotlandwoowowowowo<br />
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what to even say.<br />
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it feels funny and strange writing these words.<br />
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i suppose the biggest change since i last wrote is that i now live in edinburgh and im finally studying and i love it with all my heart, and it makes me so happy.<br />
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i love my room and the messy kitchen i share with 11 other people.<br />
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i love walking to the studios early every morning and staying there past dinner time, hurrying home because im starving.<br />
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i love not having to go far to get anywhere, because i have everything i love and need so close by.<br />
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i love listening to music while i draw for hours, all uni work.<br />
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i am also really starting to fall for him and its scary.<br />
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ive been here in malmö since the 14th and im finally going home, home to edindburgh, on the morning of the 31st.<br />
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applying to uni and accepting my offer has probably been the best decision ive made in my life so far.<br />
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i am so so so happy.<br />
<br />Sofiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02182156700551810589noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6001034816528923774.post-47829288742088103272015-06-22T22:02:00.001+02:002015-06-22T22:02:33.844+02:00there is nothing to do on the internetand im tired but i cant quite go to bed because i have nothing to read (except for the dozens of books in my room)<br />
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<br />Sofiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02182156700551810589noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6001034816528923774.post-51741210889081046552015-05-14T13:29:00.001+02:002015-05-14T13:29:41.549+02:00Hahahaha by Sofia on some bus to Malmö having an existential crisis<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgI6KyXy4wUJUuaal1Jm5OQB80C1r2e2u_KDEvXtVvKxG15Sla_F-PfKKkS8uwTUdjiScGe_WnywKtUbVckoW0zj1e4gUZXK2fhl240xBBNoQhCzMQuDKZA7mAwrk0SC6lLXcoPllo-wx0/s640/blogger-image-1382198855.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgI6KyXy4wUJUuaal1Jm5OQB80C1r2e2u_KDEvXtVvKxG15Sla_F-PfKKkS8uwTUdjiScGe_WnywKtUbVckoW0zj1e4gUZXK2fhl240xBBNoQhCzMQuDKZA7mAwrk0SC6lLXcoPllo-wx0/s640/blogger-image-1382198855.jpg"></a></div>Sofiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02182156700551810589noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6001034816528923774.post-51945947001543975702015-05-04T22:29:00.002+02:002015-05-04T22:31:00.304+02:00things that happened today-i dropped my iphone in the toilet bowl<br />
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-i went to the gym with my brother and "bench pressed" for the first time in my life<br />
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-i dropped my iphone in the toilet<br />
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-i paid money to the state because i did not pay enough taxes last year<br />
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-i biked<br />
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-i DIDN'T have honey in my oatmeal this morning<br />
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-i started cleaning my room<br />
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-did i tell you i dropped my iphone in the bathroom? that one thing that only happens to stupid people? yes that ACTUALLY happened and im still not sure how i feel about itSofiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02182156700551810589noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6001034816528923774.post-59094082678926820402015-05-03T17:06:00.001+02:002015-05-03T17:06:55.853+02:00MayThis weekend has felt so strange.<div>I have this weird anxious feeling in my chest, yet I've had moments of real happiness and it's all so contradicting and confusing.</div><div>I guess it always the same, getting obsessed with certain moments and then running them over in my head and wishing they had never ended. I need to learn how to move on and live new days, however corny that may sound.</div><div><br></div><div>I don't know really. Then there's you and I hate it that well you can't quite understand this it seems. Why can't you ever be satisfied? </div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div>Sofiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02182156700551810589noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6001034816528923774.post-82231967159980512122015-04-23T21:39:00.001+02:002015-04-23T21:39:49.149+02:00French men reading books in Paris that I took pictures of<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3Jd-NE-MCpEJ-TBzLNxFNe2eSlylNQp7kNi3owODfg6VFG-js2F_YL28m01cs7rX8z78H2T_rRoSP-0yF6yCtU2l9p6WZntRQKUkW77AvYvB_m8SBuirMwi4N-A1RHkBcqA4UgW03L2c/s640/blogger-image-1963711619.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3Jd-NE-MCpEJ-TBzLNxFNe2eSlylNQp7kNi3owODfg6VFG-js2F_YL28m01cs7rX8z78H2T_rRoSP-0yF6yCtU2l9p6WZntRQKUkW77AvYvB_m8SBuirMwi4N-A1RHkBcqA4UgW03L2c/s640/blogger-image-1963711619.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgb2qbBNVQXtdKt2Bw0oyxXSF1IpfGyJW9awyReIwvQc1_K8kG-GteqXWKVU8JK0NLt8IPcGrw0XIVhXoKpLzpXbbEngjKw1ERAqSDcZCLkrDzBhycyyJURzbkpnsQ-o3z3b0ggGBajIAs/s640/blogger-image-1553156251.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgb2qbBNVQXtdKt2Bw0oyxXSF1IpfGyJW9awyReIwvQc1_K8kG-GteqXWKVU8JK0NLt8IPcGrw0XIVhXoKpLzpXbbEngjKw1ERAqSDcZCLkrDzBhycyyJURzbkpnsQ-o3z3b0ggGBajIAs/s640/blogger-image-1553156251.jpg"></a><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3Jd-NE-MCpEJ-TBzLNxFNe2eSlylNQp7kNi3owODfg6VFG-js2F_YL28m01cs7rX8z78H2T_rRoSP-0yF6yCtU2l9p6WZntRQKUkW77AvYvB_m8SBuirMwi4N-A1RHkBcqA4UgW03L2c/s640/blogger-image-1963711619.jpg" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Like is there anything more attractive than this</div></div>Sofiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02182156700551810589noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6001034816528923774.post-56947051869999652192015-04-22T22:28:00.001+02:002015-04-22T22:28:36.700+02:00Wednesday or somethingWHERE R MY BIKE KEYS<br />
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WHY AM I SUCH A MESS<br />
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HOW DO I STOP BEING SUCH MESS<br />
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WHERE R MY BIKE KEYS CMON SOFIA<br />
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WHY IS FLYING TO LISSBON SO EXPENSIVE<br />
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WHEN CAN I GET DRUNK<br />
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CAN I HANG OUT WITH U<br />
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WHERE THE FUCK DID I LEAVE MY BIKE KEYS<br />
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CAN U PLEASE STOP TALKING ABOUT UR JOB<br />
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WHY CANT I SPEAK FRENCH<br />
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HOW DO I FIND THE ENERGY TO FIND MY BIKE KEYS<br />
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Idk really<br />
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hahaSofiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02182156700551810589noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6001034816528923774.post-22536786055124154632015-04-05T12:40:00.001+02:002015-04-05T12:40:59.001+02:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both;">My Room is clean. But it never really is.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I've also just shoved all stuff I didn't have the time to sort into the white thing that's supposed to function as a garderobe. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I don't know why, but I constantly feel that I was more beautiful when I was younger. It's a strange feeling. Also a strange thought.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I could make myself look nicer, with makeup and what not. Maybe nicer clothes and better-cared-for-hair. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Will it still be me? </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhG9Y2HY_31GuKBkTr4tM2ena3RvjpGYUYdk7XtUHsiJXRxU_CB3Kq2n4dUQyV7BlnnbJziRj8yz92PLFXzJuWFSrAZAR1jUzEDrLy3U1hp9QPrEuxBH32obR4ilQJmcUcM3yFmKFOHKWM/s640/blogger-image--237518546.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhG9Y2HY_31GuKBkTr4tM2ena3RvjpGYUYdk7XtUHsiJXRxU_CB3Kq2n4dUQyV7BlnnbJziRj8yz92PLFXzJuWFSrAZAR1jUzEDrLy3U1hp9QPrEuxBH32obR4ilQJmcUcM3yFmKFOHKWM/s640/blogger-image--237518546.jpg"></a></div>Sofiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02182156700551810589noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6001034816528923774.post-72440524103409470942015-03-11T18:17:00.001+01:002015-03-11T18:17:42.417+01:00FUCKING WEDNESDAYS<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I need to do the dishes<br />
So after I post this I will get my butt in the kitchen<br />
And donno play some humbug and get the kitchen nice and clean<br />
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Also I need to go running but my stomach hurts<br />
but how will I then train to be able to run 42 kilometers in just about a month huh<br />
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<br />Sofiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02182156700551810589noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6001034816528923774.post-30371641365801647312015-02-08T11:51:00.001+01:002015-02-08T11:51:55.231+01:00there is just this feeling about sundaysI took a picture in the elevator mirror at 4.23 last night. I suppose I was in bed a little before 5. <div>
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At nine I woke up and thought oh no hangover but not really. I only had a few beers. So finally a night where I more or less drink responsibly (of the few nights I do happen to go out). Other things made me feel as if the night had never happen.</div>
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I must have not made any sense when we finally got in to babel; a guy who worked there came up to me and said things about water and sitting down and I just held on to Sidney and said "it's cool I'll be with my friend" and I think the guy said "well we'll keep and eye on you" and so it felt as if I was watched all night. I was just so thirsty the whole time. I remember thinking "just a few more songs and I can get some water" or "you cant possibly die from dehydration tonight sofia". Also I focused more on how hot and thirsty I was rather than the music and the act. Must learn to not be so gone so that getting a jacket in the garderob or whatever isn't a difficult task and so I can dance and enjoy music without being that one person with a jacket in the middle of the dance floor. I mean I guess it was cool but I wish I could do it all over again. But that's not how it works and the present moment is the only one available and well I suppose I need to think about the things I do and their impact on my well being and happiness and whatnot. </div>
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Glad we went last night. But hard to let go of stupid past and remain in present. </div>
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Its stupid to regret not having taken a selfie with this one guy. </div>
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Sofiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02182156700551810589noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6001034816528923774.post-26535269034714219082015-01-31T21:22:00.001+01:002015-01-31T21:22:05.448+01:00SELFIES<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirx3nPQZOR5aVuNZ1AupRj81jj3mbwfwIekRz8v1Xp11YoDQeBJEQRqap96B5UOGKDC-MR_YRUV0PyEMeIdFj2SVJqCYVIlqNaIEFgyF0uEN8qlLaDCCwQRVGybib_f-nueiFmnIfdUik/s640/blogger-image--1793661280.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirx3nPQZOR5aVuNZ1AupRj81jj3mbwfwIekRz8v1Xp11YoDQeBJEQRqap96B5UOGKDC-MR_YRUV0PyEMeIdFj2SVJqCYVIlqNaIEFgyF0uEN8qlLaDCCwQRVGybib_f-nueiFmnIfdUik/s640/blogger-image--1793661280.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiv1pVWZTIVxIPgTfefmc_WlAsuG2_BNTCaJuFDuVmVm-CPO22ERxlRuCPLWNnfgBmswhEOQFbHvu9_gGnbCAiuaupg1iHafIq-R3rb1IKfkPvfmgj5eR83BaRqvtwMRlNaHaCnHv-58ug/s640/blogger-image--872274398.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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watched some cheesy movie with mom and the deep deep feeling of <i>längtan</i> took over my chest<br />
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i miss having an email in my inbox with a pdf file of a flight to somewhere unknown<br />
maybe even somewhere ive been but<br />
somehow still full of new experiences<br />
or perhaps old ones, ready to be re-explored<br />
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must travel<br />
must go see new places<br />
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<br />Sofiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02182156700551810589noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6001034816528923774.post-52527069564259527802014-12-17T15:47:00.001+01:002014-12-17T15:47:32.585+01:00Things I like-oven roasted parsnips <div>-oven roasted sweet potato </div><div>-tofu</div><div>-fresh water in the morning</div><div>-running</div><div>-oven roasted carrots </div><div>-reading for hours in the morning</div><div>-Geordie shore</div><div>-dark beer or whatever it's called</div><div>-not smoking </div><div>-putting a fire on (obviously in a fireplace)</div>Sofiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02182156700551810589noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6001034816528923774.post-8080145894041446362014-12-11T01:13:00.001+01:002014-12-11T01:14:02.647+01:00Today i finished Bridget jones's diaryAnd I cannot help but think and write like she does. <div><br></div><div><br></div><div>Tired, must sleep. </div><div>Hungry, must sleep then eat.</div><div><br></div><div>Mmm...</div><div><br></div><div><br></div>Sofiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02182156700551810589noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6001034816528923774.post-47484912055049024042014-11-30T21:53:00.001+01:002014-11-30T21:53:38.636+01:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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1. My dad is most likely moving to Mexico for an extended period of time and I don't know how I feel about it. Maybe I'm numbed by the fear that I won't actually see him very often or maybe I've accepted that he simply has another life and he can leave me behind if he wants to. ( <b>:(</b> )<br />
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2. Today I technically ran my first long run in prep for my first full marathon later in the spring. I'm very excited. I loved training for the half-marathon I ran in San Francisco, and I needed another big race, so I signed up for Paris last night; hopefully I can book a place to stay before it gets more expensive than it already is.<br />
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3. Thinking of it now, I will actually really miss my dad.<br />
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4. I need <strike>some</strike> money.<br />
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I've been awake since a little before three; me, who thought I had finally won the battle over this stupid jet-lag. I think I woke myself from light sleep, therefore I felt quite rested and not sleepy when I opened my eyes. I clearly remember what I was dreaming: I was telling someone about the time I had really done my face in falling over a car, bruising my nose and hurting my lips, and how Peter had manged to get it all on video. As I raised my arm to show it on my phone, I woke up.<br />
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Perhaps it was because my room was so light? I hadn't shut the blinds like I usually do; unlike the U.S., streets are very well lit here, specially in central areas, and since my room faces a big intersection, there's quite some light shining in, even at night.<br />
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I must've rolled around in bed for a little while before I decided to check the time. I kept telling myself; "don't look at your phone, try to sleep". But I felt so awake. I don't understand how this happened, my jet-lag seemed to be getting so much better; I didn't wake up in early hours yesterday or the day before (although I was waking up rather late). I gave up, checked the time and was surprised that it was still so early, I had hoped that it was at least five or so, but it was not even three. I heard someone get up and use the bathroom; someone, because I can usually tell who it is by the sound of their feet against the wooden floor. Today I wasn't so sure; both Mom and Alex wear slippers inside and whoever it was who got up was bare foot; heavy, slow, sleepy, tired feet. My guess was that it was mom. But maybe it was Alex. I guess I'll ask later today: "Who got up last night to pee? I couldn't tell from you footsteps".<br />
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Alexander once (or maybe twice, I'm not too sure) told me that his dad (or perhaps it was his mom, maybe even someone else) had told him to drink a glass of milk and a banana if he couldn't sleep (to be honest, Alexander was always having trouble sleeping when we were still together, so I'm not entirely sure this technique works (if it even works at all)). I have eaten a banana and drank a glass of milk countless of times ever since he told me, but today I was hungry and not too keen on a banana (even if I love bananas). Mom bought me a box of Paulúns oatmeal mix with delicious diced dried apples and cinnamon at Överskottsbolaget yesterday, and so I made some of that. Absolutely perfect on its own with cold milk (yes, I know, I need to stop drinking milk). I poured myself a glass of cold water from the fridge and took my bowl of oatmeal and the glass back to my room. Sitting on my bed, I ate my oatmeal and drank my water as I scrolled through Instagram.<br />
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It's been a few hours since then; I read "Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close" for a while till somehow I got hungry again; I have in fact now eaten two bowls of Paulúns with cold milk and it's as of now 5.36 in the morning. I put on spotify a few paragraphs into this text, but it's hard to find music to fit the mood of now. My "sad" playlists have beautiful beats and lovely voices, but I'm not sad, and not very eager on feeling the way I always do when Bon Iver and that sort of music plays. Right now it's Veronica Maggio's Sergels Torg but it's not hitting the spot. <br />
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I shall finish this by playing music that makes me think of you, Raúl.<br />
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/sSofiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02182156700551810589noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6001034816528923774.post-9350977205309492232014-11-19T21:33:00.000+01:002014-11-19T21:33:02.003+01:00homeand somehow i have managed to think of you a little too often since i last saw you.<br />
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i will miss you most.<br />
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i love you, my oldest friend.<br />
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/s<br />
<br />Sofiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02182156700551810589noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6001034816528923774.post-289120429001268862014-11-10T18:16:00.001+01:002014-11-10T18:16:33.065+01:00This is their reality but I'm no longer sure it's mine, too.Monday. Woke up. Feeling better after having caught a cold earlier last week. It rained nonstop for two whole days and it was all people talked about. It wasn't pouring, it was just normal rain. Back in Sweden it would've been normal to walk outside. Here, the rain took over every side walk and it was impossible to walk without getting your little feet completely and absolutely wet. I made the mistake of wanting to walk to the bank. I regretted it after just a few blocks; from then and on I've only moved around by taxi. <div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">It's strange being here. Somehow it feels as if time goes by, yet most things stay the same exact way. You only notice the difference by the fact that suddenly there's a new generation running around in abuelita's garden; the same garden my brothers and I played in just over 10 years ago. Some have lost a lot of weight, some look great and some look sad and depressed. I feel that our lives back home in Sweden are nowhere as monotone as what it seems to be like here. But maybe my life too is monotone, just in a different way? </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><br></div>Sofiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02182156700551810589noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6001034816528923774.post-53364980320636235582014-10-19T03:48:00.001+02:002014-10-19T03:48:31.061+02:00Everybody does itHahahahahha <div><br></div><div><br></div><div>I just farted in the car ( we are on our way to Walmart ) and gladly no one noticed/made a comment. </div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div>Close call.</div><div><br></div><div>Right now, hit me baby one more time is blasting from the speakers, and Ellen is singing along. </div><div><br></div><div>I love this family, I love california. </div><div><br></div><div>/Sofia </div>Sofiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02182156700551810589noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6001034816528923774.post-7353782013623170422014-10-12T20:35:00.001+02:002014-10-12T20:48:41.234+02:00in no chronological order<br />
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On my birthday, which was this tuesday, I took a hot bath and read a book about running.<br />
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Yesterday, we saw a plane writing words in the sky.<br />
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Delicious and beautiful onion and tomato pie the Little One and I baked.<br />
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Jenny loves sushi. And so she comes home with fresh sushi at least once a week. She knows my favourite is brown rice salmon and avocado rolls.<br />
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/21 days leftSofiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02182156700551810589noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6001034816528923774.post-55058960010426217272014-09-27T22:27:00.003+02:002014-09-27T22:27:42.394+02:00broken laptopI have been computer-less almost the entire time I've been here.<div>
Three days ago, I finally got around to going to the computer-fixing-place and today I picked up my now-working laptop (still with a ticking hard-disk though........ that will cost me another 250 dollars to fix.........).</div>
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Anyways, I need to start saving stuff before my hard disk goes to shit. So far I've found this which I think I shall save onto this blog before deleting.</div>
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I've been a little down every now and then this past week. Honestly though, I think it's because I'm getting my period sometime soon *thanks hormones*. Otherwise, things are very good here. I'm quite happy with my days; perhaps that's why they're all going by so unbelievably fast. </div>
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I'm 19 in just two weeks. I think this 18th year has been surprisingly (<i>don't you dare jinx it now sofia</i>) <i>great</i>. This summer was perfect. I somehow managed to travel quite a bit: Manchester in March; Barcelona in May; Madrid in July; Prague, Budapest and Amsterdam in August; these few months now in California; and a little later in November I will be in Mexico. And I've really liked it. </div>
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Sofiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02182156700551810589noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6001034816528923774.post-44236290099612019502014-09-05T08:07:00.000+02:002014-09-05T08:07:00.736+02:00CALIFORNIAIt's been a while.<br />
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But it's technically a good habit and I think I should get back to it before it's too late.<br />
I will thank my future self.<br />
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I've been in Berkeley for officially two weeks today. I can finally spell Berkeley correctly, instead of Berkly, or Berkley, because honestly the actual spelling makes zero sense. <br />
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I'm sitting in the dinning room of our nice wooden house in the hills of Berkeley. Little Ellen is watching sponge bob on her ipad while Sac sits close to her and kisses her softly on her cheeks. "Min pappa" she says, and leans her head against his chest.<br />
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Time for bed. "God natt Pappa!" she says. Now she's ran off to Jenny who is cleaning up in the kitchen. Or actually no, she was just hiding behind this big brown mocca sofa. <br />
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