Sexy ass body, baby

Body update!

It's been five months without gluten and it feels so freaking gooooood. 

Do not ask me about my weight because I don't know it at all and I still preach that a scale is still the instrument of the devil. I don't do any diet but unhealthy food will always be unhealthy food and by that I mean half processed crap sprinkled with chemicals. Naturally, I just get my ass to the gym once in a while and lift weights. How ungirly of me, right?

The soundtrack of the day!

Hasta luego,

Louise

It was you

Lite mys såhär på en Onsdag.
Hasta luego,
Louise

The boy who lived

How would I describe this day to be completely honest with you?
Filled with unpleasant things? Fear, sadness, crying? A series of unfortunate events?

In times likes this I wish I had a turn-off button or just a sign with STOP and consequently everything would have to stop. To have at least one or two seconds of breathing without thinking about anything really. Life is such a fragile thing. My heart is still pounding hard against my chest.
What makes me more certain of my life choices is that nothing counts more than your friends and close ones. Nothing can be replaced and is replaceable with something else.

I don't know why life is teaching me this right now. Now that I feel like I've been loosing everything.
Hasta luego,
Louise

The living

While life passes I'd recommend everyone I know and them I don't know and let's say everyone, get a roomie. For starters, living in Sweden have taught me one thing, nowhere else you'll ever feel so freaking lonely living by yourself. Since my hometown doesn't have any night life or the cafélife you might reckon since Sweden has the fika culture, the only thing is to make a family.
This is my roomie, making delicious food. He cooks, I do the dishes. We co-operate. It works. Better than a lifeless relationship at any time.

Hasta luego,

Louise

Upcoming democracy

Update on our Youth House in Ulricehamn, Ungdomenshus:
Yesterday went well, people. We in the organisation and the staff are keeping the Youth House where its at! The KF were surprised by the fact that so many showed up at yesterday's meeting (in our swim&sportshall, the first one placed there, in history) and finally some democracy occurred. Our manifestations paid off and the decision about us moving us was outvoted.
Victory is sweet.... even though it's not over yet ;-)

And I won't disappoint you so here's some music. Music of victory!

Adam Ant - Stand and Deliver

Desperate but not serious

Friend or Foe

Hasta luego,
Louise

Rullar på foten

Saturday night. We are three of a kind. The cat is drinking from the shower sink again and I'm still drunk from yesterday. All these regrets that I won't regret.

Hasta luego,
Louise

Hair

Flip.
One shall under no circumstances let me alone with a pair of scissors. Now, however, it's done. A smaller FLATLUGG is back.

Hasta luego,

Louise

Organized...

It's wonderful how music can make you feel so happy even though the road is tough.

The lyrics of this song is amazing. Told in first person perspective about pregnancy. I'm amazed by Ed Sheeran as you can understand by how many songs I've posted this far of him. What can I say, I'm a sucker for this kind of music. Ed Sheeran, Damien Rice..
Bad new by the way. There might be a small chance of me not going to Ireland this fall. Complications have arisen. 

Hasta luego,

Louise

Fura, sten, finska apor

Here comes another confession. 

I really thought that I was smart enough to understand the logic behind driving a car. Since I'v read the licence book over and over again, using rational thinking, measuring and even asked my roomie about it, I thought for just one second that this was going to be easy. Ever since I signed for taking drivers classes I've been watching everyone drive, intensely and sometimes even kind of creepy. Never mind I said that, I am utterly discreet in action, hehe. 

During the first theoretical test, I even sat with the book in my lap and answered the questions... Guess what happens?

I failed eminently. "What is this rubbish" was my second thought after reading the book from cover too cover once again. But then it occurred to me, like Judas betrayal of Jesus; This is not logical at all! It was created by actions of man.

And now I'm raging around because I'll never get my licence since I'm not comprehensive with humans and their behaviors. I'd be damned. Sneaky humans. In some way I have to adapt their behavior and further understand them. Consequently the only thing to do is to ask far too many questions in class, I guess. But in one way maybe they are fooling me. Maybe one must be under the age of twenty (like everyone is in my class) to fully understand a car and how to maneuver it.

Enjoy my little fatty fingers fingering this damned book.

Enjoy it.

Hasta luego,

Louise

I now close this chapter

...you know what. It doesn't really matter anymore. I mean, I don't regret leaving him and I can't really remember any of the good times we had together. Yeah ok, maybe once it was great but it happened almost two years ago when we were just about to fall in love. Such times make me happy. Two years pass so fast and now I'm too busy with working my own world out.
Ireland, you can't really miss out on this girl!

Hasta luego,
Louise

Un coeur casse

Still not back on track so sad songs and beer is the thing keeping me up. Everything feels like a mess, truth to be told. I'm not angry, just very sad. Depressingly sad.
What stings even worse is that he has already moved on.

I'll make this mine.

Hasta luego,
Louise

Beginning of something new

This afternoon I'm tuning in for some chatting with the organisation woman for EVS in Ireland. Nerv wrecking.

Hasta luego,

Louise

Lately I've been craving more

Thought I'd make some of them lists you can do, like "A picture of your pet", "A picture of a flower" and so on. But I'm stuck at "A picture of yourself when you're sad" and this is it. This is me when I'm sad. Like now.
Think I hate Sundays more than Mondays actually.

Hasta luego,
Louise

My fandom

Why Supernatural is accurate. Some of it.

Hasta luego,
Louise

Sharing is caring

I'm living with a friend now. One of my best friends. He's so good I don't even remember how we met...or was I drunk?
Sure, I had to move into a bachelor pad with everything what that include but in the end it's not that bad at all. The sofa is comfortable and I'm not constantly pissed off by all kinds of reasons.

I can see a significant amount of reasons why one would live with me anyways.
I'm a good girl. Quite neat and tidy.
My cat is a cute retard who's meowing with discontent when she feels unseen.
I don't shit in your bed, unless reasons occur when I should.
There will never be any unsolvable dispute since I have a sword.
I have a nerdy interest.

Hasta luego,
Louise

Updates on voluntary duty

I wonder if there is any workplace that would accept me running around in this. I approve in that case. Feel free to contact me. I accept payment in cash and/or a boy looking like Tom Hardy.

By the way folks, guess who's going to have a sexy Skype date with Ireland this Monday? Scratch sexy but yeah, I got too the second application process. Wish me luck!

Hasta luego,
Louise

För hon var bäst och hon kommer aldrig mer tillbaks

When life gives you lemons, my resolution is working out. And the people that knows me well, are also (the people that read this blog should know that too) aware of this fact . Just tag along someday will ya?

The benefits of working out are many. Not the ones you might think of. Ok, yes, you'll get a rock hard body and look great in a bikini but that's not what I'm talking about.
The starters: Always play Survivors's Eye of the tiger loud while working out in the gym. People will get uncomfortable while you sing out loud "eye of the tiger" while pushing yourself  'til sweat starts pouring from your body. I however didn't do this in the beginning. I'd play Maskinen and cry. Although this sounds ever so sad and maybe a bit repelling, it actually worked nicely.
Second: Running at the same pace as the gentlemen or lady beside you on the treadmill. Eventually the person next to you starts running faster, with longer steps. Make them uncomfortable by increasing your running pace 'til theirs. So now you are competing and since your level of disappointment  and sadness is incredibly high expect yourself to win.
Third: Fell free to inspect all the man candy. They check you out as well. Be careful when bending over (for example,when adjusting the weight on a machine)
Fourth: Talk and laugh in the gym. Don't be that silent trainer. I mean, working out should be referred to something amusing, so make it something amusing and enjoyable.
Fifth: Encourage others in the gym by giving them compliments. It feels right through the heart nice to do anything like that.
Sixth: Bring a pal. The benefits of having someone to joke around with is many. If he knows his way around the gym take advantage of his knowledge.

To be continued I think. Obviously there is not only one or two things that's beneficially by working out.
 And also you get out. People see you. It feels so liberating. You'd imagine my grateful joy of being seen since circumstances made me feel ignored during one and a half year.
Brb, towards the gym and beyond!

Body update!

Hasta luego,
Louise

We were what?

Can't stop crying.

Still searching them damned sites

...or just as well head for Berlin, working in a family as a nanny and, listen to this, aprender horsemanship western style. I like the sound of that.

Ed Sheeran - Kiss me

hasta luego,
Louise

The taste that your lips allow

What happens when I can't sleep a normal Thursdays' night?
Well, I start to search for more volunteer work abroad and this time I'm heading for USA. At least a woman can dream. I'll talk too my mentor about this, soon.

So what are my dreams about?
How about heading to Canada or the US and work on a horse farm? Yes, my background story begins at a farm with as much as twelve horses. That's how I grew up and of course I still have it in me.
What my Pamplona trip has taught me is that if you never say no, dreams can come true even though it begins as something else. After that you can change your situation or just go with it. I'm proud about this, proud of being impulsive and unreasonable.
We'll see. I mean, it will become a project, not the end of my journey. If 2013 gives me this chance, I'll take it!

Ed Sheeran - Give me love

Hasta luego,
Louise

Two o'clock in the corner skanking

It was in the heat of the moment...that I got a cold like this. Seriously, I am not allowed to be ill right now. Not like this.

My plans for this week, well, aren't ruined but I shouldn't be out in this half-snowing, cold and windy weather. Instead lounging on the sofa and read some fine drivers licence books which is of importance.

But I say KARMA and begin struggling out in the cold even though I feel inadequately aware of things happening around me. Even the boyfriend didn't really look at me this morning. Just ran out of the apartment after sitting five seconds on the bed, anxiously peeping over my cover. "Well GOODBYE" halfway out of the door. I must've looked like shit. No doubt about it.

Just noticed how I hang over my computer whilst writing, like clinging onto it.

Here I am, all furiously holding my placard for the rights of youth!

From Monday.

Hasta luego,
Louise

Köper allt som inte kan köpas för pengar

Monday begins with me getting the thumbs up by the police to go through with a silent manifestation.  The first critical moment of this day besides the decision about the future of UngdomensHus. Just to let them know about the group of people in front of the town hall of Ulricehamn (during one hour. I should have been there earlier).
I am extremely disappointed by some who promised to show up but didn't. If you want something done, do it yourself. And I did in the beginning. Standing alone in the streets, the wind is icecold, a car passes by with a guy who flips me the bird - I just... Kept on standing there. No one is gonna rain on my parade. Eventually Robin shows up and then we were two. People from inside the house were lurking around the windows, spotting us but hiding behind the curtains  - yeah, we saw you and hopefully the rumor about us standing there ran like a wildfire shortly after. Teenagers from the streets were more engaged in the question than others, so they actually stayed with Robin and me the whole time.I was speechless by the number of people passing who were extremely positive about our house and where its placed. I was speechless until Radio Sjuhärad showed up, naturally!
I'd like to thank the press about showing up! That meant a lot and gives me courage in actually contacting them again for further news in this matter and others.

So what happened  We had a strong beginning with pro-votes "Let the teenagers have the house" but then the dark side of the coin flipped heads and they were talking about how moving our organization would be cheaper because of the usage of the house . Obviously they have chose to not understand the value of having the house there and the work that has been done already too the house by no other than the staff(!). Again, do they know about anything what is going on in the house? NO. And apparently Lars Holmin (feel free to send him questions about UngdomensHus and what their next step in this will be and how this decision is financially workable. He'd surely love to answer them) didn't really enlighten them either. I'd like to some day, just sit there and get an over view of what is going on when politics are talking because it feels like they don't talk with each other at all. Majority wins this one but it's not over yet.
I just have to come up with other things to do before I rent 57 bulls to run through and into the city hall - all painted with "Let us keep the god damned house, period"

Ungdomens Hus värdegrund/values

The house is a safe, drug-free meeting place for everyone in the target group 16-25 years, regardless of background, gender, status, etc..

All are equal!

The Youth House is a wide range of visiting youth, including a café business, newspapers, books, games, computers, wireless networking, peace and quiet corner, TV room, a projector with a large screen, table tennis, sewing, music system and a smaller pool table ... yes, the list goes on as to what young people want and created together!

Activities and events are taking place throughout the year!

Hasta luego,
Louise

Debating back and forth

I'm popping the Spanish wine tonight. Nekeas for the love of god. I like this wine more than any I've tried before. Perfect after training, haha. I did manage to bring one bottle home along with the three packets of turron that I got from my mentor. It's gonna be a struggle to survive until San Fermin.

But as the not law-abiding citizen that I am I have to keep you informed about the situation about what is happening with the youth center in my hometown. You're leaving one crisis - returning too one. Maybe this is not the one serious situation as in Pamplona but as far as I know the politics are planning to take our house and moving the organisation to a school. Us poeple of the youth council are not fond of this idea and the young adults that are using the house neither!
We had a meeting today, more or less to just hand over lists with names that we've been collecting to actually prove the value of keeping UngdomensHus in Ulricehamn where it is, at Nygatan 21! And what an amazing list - up to 2500 names and that is not bad for our little hometown. The meeting didn't really turn out as I expected so I was totally not ready for a political discussion. I'm blaming myself - I should have been prepared. Anyway, the press was there and was eagerly following our arguments flying around the table.
Now afterwards I do see the politics point of this but that doesn't make it in any way right. People hiding behind their statistics  - I have nothing to say other than fuck off. How about showing us some respect and actually visiting our organisation??
The thing is - The politics of Ulricehamn doesn't know anything about our work - inside and outside the house because they haven't had the time to visit us. Not a single fucking time in two years. So now they are dead determined about shovel us away and using the house to clerks!

I am extremely aware of the situation in Ulricehamn and the lack of money but how about invest in something that pays off in the long-run? Our teenagers that doesn't have sports as an interest, should they suffer for this and be forced to stay at home or wander the streets? Youth rights anyone?

This continues at Monday. Stay tuned!

Hasta luego,
Louise