yeah I know

...it's been slow with updates... But this was my first week of work and I have arrived home dead..

I was home in Sweden for some days and I went back to Spain on Sunday last week, I arrived at home around half 2 - 2 in the night and then Monday morning was time for work. I had to get up at 6 and I was at work 8.45 in the morning. I was going to end at 15, but they had soooooo many people eating at the restaurant and so much things to do that I stayed 1 hr more. Then Tuesday I started at 9 (cos I got 1hr more to sleep) and then I have worked from 8-14 the whole week and the things I do at work is:

* put the dirty dishes in the machine
* take out the clean dishes from the machine
* dry the dishes
* "montar" aka. put plates, glasses, forks,knifes and spoons on the tables
* take away the dirty dishes from the table when the guests has gone
* clean the tables
* fill up the trays with food for the breakfast and add more juice
* Go to every room in the hotel, we have 115 rooms and check the mini-bars
* fix for the lunch

Friday we had class with Laura for 3 hrs... I was sooooooooo tired.

Say Hello...

to the gas and electricity fucking bills on 38,41€ and 152,98€. That is a total of 191, 39 € for 2 months... bääääääää and I thought I was going to have a lot of money left so I could go to Madrid and Mallorca and also buy that dress I want... We have to pay the rent on 275 € + 47,85 € each this month... 322, 85 € is the total of this months rent to pay on the 1st of April...what a joke...

Barcelana Handbags

No, this is not a typo. It clearly says Barcelana. A play on words with Barcelona and Lana which means wool. Although the brand is known and its products are sold in local stores,I had noo idee of it until I google it. For over a months time, me and Lotta found a bag on the way home. She, Lotta, was going to get a Bicing and I was on my kick bike. Next to the stand for the Bicing I saw a bag... This black bag that said Barcelana... me and Lotta was laughing about the big mistake that printer had done in writing the name of Barcelona wrong... but I took it up and put it in my other bag... just if I ever wanted to use another bag for some day. But the time went and before going home I looked at the bag and said: "No you are coming home to Sweden with me cos I don't use you" and now when I arrived home I gave it to my mum..... Is that a mistake, when I now look at google it seams like it is a hip brand in Barcelona... Have I given away a expensive bag to my mum, and she is gonna use it when she has painting classes, instead of having it myself.

Home

I have been home since Friday night/ Saturday morning and what have I really done?!? Hummm....

Saturday the 13th of March: cleaned my room (put back my things,hanged up my clothes etc.), washed clothes, fixed with my scholarships. Mari past by before going to Uni. Went home to my godparents and eat food and felt asleep in front of their giant tv while I was watching a movie.

Sunday the 14th of March: continued cleaning my room, did some homework, went out walking with Nea around the creek up to the museum to cuddle with the pets, fixed my scholarship and send it in, went home to Clover to have some Mexican food together with Angelica, Mahgol, Constance, Tomas, Florian, Tobias, Batu, Gürcan and Ayse. Got a ride back with Tobias in his Mercedes..hahhaah ;P

Monday the 15th of March: Waked up late and saw that my dad was struggling with all the snow outside so I decided to help him and also did our carpenters arrived so I couldn't sleep anymore. We where taking the snow away from the garage roof, about 30 centimetre of snow... I tried to walk around the house but it was impossible, cos I had snow up over my knees... I did my homework, a reclamation card in Spanish and I also downloaded the one I'm going to reply to, that Isabelle has written. We watched Spårlös and Ett kungabröllop on the tv.

Tuesday the 16th of March: How I love my tv... I sat in front of it when I was eating my breakfast and also my lunch. I wrote the reply to Isabelles reclamation card, so I don't have to think about that anymore. Mari past by and said hello. I tried to fix my other Spanish homework but it ain't going good.. I watched Dr. House..

Wednesday the 17th of March: Today!! At 12 I'm actually going to meet up with Belma, Tracy, Ida, Kattan and Lottan for lunch but right now I'm doing the commercial work that I have to do for the Hotel I'm gonna work at... so I think I have to call them and cancel ;( sadly to say. Otherwise I will never be finished with it!

Going home

to surprise my parents... well I didn't go that well ;( This is the story on how it went:

On Friday I had class to 13.30 with Laura, I had the bag packed and I was ready to travel for some hours before reaching my destination... HOME. Ida and Camilla came by school to take my school books and my box of food. They walked me all the way to Estacio de Nord (10-15 min away from school). I put my bag in the storage room and went on the bus, I asked the driver if I could sit on the front row in the bus since I have a tendency to get ill... but he only screamed at me that those places where just for disabled people.. I swore and said that if I throw up then I will NOT clean. So I sat in the second row with a nice girl and the journey went well to the airport in Gerona. When I arrived at the airport, as I always do, I go straight to the check in gate...but I only had a hand luggage and therefore I don't need that.. silly me. So I went up to the gates and passed without that they checked how many kilos I had in my bag, fucking bummer (I could have taken more). I look at the tax free shops and then I headed where my stomach wanted... McDonalds cos I was hungry. After food, toilet and more tax free I went to gate 1 to wait. OOOOOOOOOO I have never been on a worse flight then this one... Picture this: 1 group of around 20 football girls in the age of 15-17 years and 1 group of 15 students that has been in Spain on a exchange with there teacher... the volume was HIGH... And I that had planed to sleep on the way, that was just to forget.. I sat next to 2 guys that with some friends where going to make Stockholm unsecured for this weekend and they wanted to know there to go out.. I said Stureplan, well I hope they had fun.

When we arrived in Skavsta I just ran out from the aeroplane, pasted everyone that was waiting on there bags and passed the police that looked suspicious at me as always and then right out in the cold to get on the bus that was leaving at 20.20 and it was then 20.15!!!! I sat next to an African lady that was doing calls the whole way in to Stockholm... I had to wait in the Cityterminalen for an half hour until the next bus was leaving so I went to Pressbyrån and bought myself a Risifrutti med blåbärssmak ;) Then next bus ride.. Yet another picture this: me on the front row in the bus with my bag in front of my foots, it's very tight and I have planed to sit on my own the whole ride.... Forget about that I say... In the last minute comes a BIG Arabic man and wants to sit next to me... I count to 10 and move then my things so that he can sit... It was not a nice ride home to Västerås, so uncomfortable...

I arrived at the trainstation at 23.55 and I rapidly start walking home, I meet a lot of drunk people on the way from or to the bars, the police pasted me 3 times on the way home and I was almost hit by some shit kids on a moped... maniacs.

I arrived at the blue house around 00.20 and the first thing I do is to put the key in the keyhole to see if I can push out my mums key that she has left... well first round didn't work so I took my cellphone to see how the key was inside... well not a nice view, cos it was turn at an angle that I can't push it out from my side... shit what to do... I start to ring the door bell but no one is coming... ok... it's minus 3 degrees outside, should I sleep in the car tonight or try some more... I started with my maniac ringing doorbell act... hahaha then I hear sound from the house.. It's my mum.. and she looks out the window to see how the hells is ringing on the door in the middle of the night and when she sees my face outside the door, she opens the door and stand there surprised that I'm home...
-"but what are u doing here"
-"well I'm have vacations"
- "what have you left school?"
-" noooo, I have a week free"
Then after a while also my dad comes down
- "But aren't you in Barcelona??"
- "Nooo..I'm here "

Then I went to sleep in my BIIIIIIIG bed that I have missed so much..

Snow chaos in Barcelona

SNOW SNOW SNOW

you are seeing right... but it has already past. On Monday when we had class it started to snow...(IN BARCELONA) and by the evening the whole city of Barcelona was white and all communication such as the metro and train was paralysed. Barcelona is not made for snow. The streets where full of snow and no one came and took it away, like it is at home in Sweden and also a lot of houses where without electricity. Here comes some pics from the chaos that we had... cos today we had sun and it was warm ;)

meeeeeeeeeeeeeeee want

Can someone donate 72 € for this lovely dress that I WANT ;)

Promotion

I just want to do some promotion for my friends page.... like she is the best on doing things, just have a look and then u will understand.


The page with her items

http://www.etsy.com/shop/sillychic

late night with Dani

it's a quarter to 11... at this time in Sweden I would have been in bed already or on my way to the bed... but what am I doing at this time in Spain, well the same as I did in Germany.... CLEANING my room. Some of you perhaps know that I'm allergic to dust, grass and a tree. So right now I'm cleaning my dirrrrty room... yeah it's not like a wait for several weeks to do that... NOOOOO..I do it every week! But somehow the dust gather like small clouds under my bed and around my things... so now I say bye bye dust and hopefully I don't have to see the clouds until next week again.

This is dust a la 2010.02.22

Heeee 2

just wanted to post a pic of the gorgeous guys from Austria that was here on visit, not at my place but just around the corner(on the hooker street, yeah we have one really close). You can wonder why they look like they look at the pic.. well that's how I felt around them when they spoke in dialect and also it was something special for them I think. From left to right we have: Criss, Dominik and Alfred ;)







As a thank you for giving them some info and letting them tag a long us parting, I got this pillar of chocolate it's 12 Mozartkugeln and 6 Mozarttaler, which is very Austrian.

Till brudarna

det vill säga Maria, Madde, Rosa, Åsa, Bu och Tracy, Belma, Ida, Katta, Lottan...

Jag har ju sagt till er att min mamma kommer ner och kommer betala 10 € per natt, men om jag ska vara ärlig så gäller det inte på er. Ni är ju för fan studenter... Vi har haft en person på besök och denna person köpte toapapper/vatten/ en planta till oss och fixade även stopp i handfatet. Så ni ska inte behöva, som min mamma, betala för er.

Jag vill inte att ni känner det som ett hinder att ni ska betala och därmed känner att ni inte ha råd att besöka MIG. Självklart får ni stå för eran egen mat, för så jävla rik är jag inte ;) och bidrag så som dunke vatten och toapapper är inte dyrt.

Det jag vill säga är att JAG VILL ATT NI KOMMER NER OCH BESÖKER MIG ;) and that pronto.