A piece of cake

I don't even think I've finished digested yesterdays food, and just now I had a piece of cake. Regret it? - Yes, to some extent I do. Bad food choices from my side has been continuously repeated during these past few days, since mum came home from Malaysia with all of those kaya piahs and siew pows; it didn't get better when I ate a double lunch yesterday, when I followed sis to Pub Nitton for her lunch. I actually saw it as a oppurtunity to spend some time with my godmother (she's like the manager (?) there), but I ended up having lunch with them all - and the thing was that it wasn't even good that day! -.-

Tomorrow morning, I am going to get up early and do some yoga to clean my system from all of these toxic thoughts of being an unhealthy duck. And for your information - I have no idea where duck came from :P...Oooh and the big thing...HAPPY BIRTHDAY VICKI!!! The best sister ever has finally turned 19! xD

Yummi in the tummy xD

Unfortunately, I was to caught up in my har mee, kaya piah, and siew pow to post something on Thursday. Also, I was quite eager to catch up with my dearest. Because, being able to talk with my mother one metre away from me, is far much better than talking with her halfway round the world!

Other than that, life is pretty good at the moment besides the fact that we are switching to summer time; that means I will get to sleep one hour less from now on -.- (So if I walk around looking like *pip* in an uncertain amount of time, remember that I'm still Sandra, just that I didn't have time to fix my hair properly or do my weekly facial...). Anyhow, think I am going to crash in the couch soon and read CLEO - my favourite magazine, that my mum was loving enough to remember to buy for me, all the way from Malaysia...Ciao!

Soon no longer an orphan

Mum's flight should have landed now. I can sit here and wait while speculating life, or actually do something. (Even though life speculation is kind of fun and important, I have reasons for not doing it at this moment).

So, this was two weeks as an orphan then. This was how it felt and this was how it went. Yesterday before going to sleep, I thought about is I've actually learned something by not having mum present at all; it was really difficult to come up with something but then it struck me! I've been cooking on my own for the for the first time (since Vicki refused to make my dinner, when I have to hands and genes for making fabulous food -.-) and I must say that I did pretty awesome. Stuvade makaroner (stewed macaroni) and Maggi mee (instant noodles) with an egg in it, seems like pretty easy things to do but I am sooo proud of being able to now make them myself. However, I am not that confident to invite anyone over for a dinner party with Menu á la Sandra yet...

Shit, I should really do something now. Maybe those chemistry equations that will be on the chemistry test on Monday (haven't started to study yet, hehe -.-) or maybe do some workout. Anyway, if I got some time tonight I will be back...Mohahahahahahha!

It said "SWOOOSH"!

My mother is coming home in 3 days xD. I've missed her a lot - but for goodness sake, HAS THERE ALMOST BEEN TWO WEEKS?! I have no more comments for tonight. -.-

Melon-Peach was born

I forgot to tell you about the egg-baby, Melon-Peach Abdullahizad (surname from the father if you are wondering) that my freind and I made during the biology lab earlier this week. Just by flipping a coin several times, we received almost all the characteristics of an egg-Angelina-Jolie. Brown wavy hair, square-like jaw, dark blue eyes, long eyelashes, a thick and big mouth...So, besides the bushy eyebrows, freckles, dimples and hairy ears - a TOTAL COPY! =)

See the similarities?

Today I am Superwoman

Some days are just unbelievable. After 5 phone calls, 4 text messages, a fight that got solved after I cleared my inner demons (hahaha...), a lot of history writing, a workout I can proudly say that I managed to actually do a lot of stuff on a study day --- and the day is not over yet!!! :P

Dream déjà vu

The dream hunted me again the other night. It was not exactly the same dream but I know that I deamt it for the same reason as the first one.

Mr. Cute and I are talking, while standing under a door-frame. All the sudden, we stop and just have this intense moment of exchanging looks before leaning forward for a quick and unharmful kiss. Then we look at each other and I remember feeling nothing. I shake my head and he says "no". I say that it was a mistake and after that we slowly disappear in a slowmotion scene.

All I keep telling myself is that this is the second sign to stop imaginating! It was doomed from the beginning and teh first dream indicated that pretty clearly, but obviously I'm not good at listening to things I don't want to hear. So now, I receive this second sign telling me that I have to get real. We don't suit each other at all. Looks is not what makes things work. So, I will get real...but it's just so damn hard when he's so freaking gorgeous! :P

Miss my M.

I feel so empty - already. It's like something is missing, and that is my mother. The thought of not seeing her for two weeks is just so...I don't know. Sad? I really cannot put any words on it. I have a friend that kept telling me that I will for sure manage, it's just the first couple of days that are tough (her mother has been gone 6 months so 2 weeks, what the *pip* is that!?) before giving me a big hug. Of course, I believe that I will survive without my mum for 2 weeks. I mean, gosh I am 16 going on 17 and if I can't survive without my mother I must have some kind of coco-coco thing going on in my brain! Survive is something anyone can do. It's more about feeling really safe, and have someone I can really, really trust and tell anything to.

I am so custom to having her around day in and day out, so everything she does I take for granted. So, now when she is not here my brain gets so messed up and my mood upside down. Today is Friday the 13th again, and for the first time bad luck arrived on this very day - my mum sitting on an airplane to my favourite country in the world and I am not there.

You never see what you have until it is gone.

Goodbye mum

It's so surreal that mum is leaving tomorrow. It is not only surreal, it is also unfair. I am constantly trying to be a better and humble person by not complaining so much, but the the fact that I will be stuck here in Sweden while my mum is in Malaysia eating great wood, attending Chinese weddings and enormous shopping malls is not really helping me. (And I am serious with the wedding part. Dress up and meet everyone I really don't know the names of is so much fun! :P)

I keep on thinking about all the food she gets to eat that is off limit for me; all the shoes she is going to pass by that is off limit for me; all the great movies on the flight she will be able to watch; all those mini size croissants that are handed out on the flight that taste like heaven...Yeah, everything I can't have at this moment - which sucks. What I have though is 10 packets of instant noodles (for emergencies), a parentless home (wiiihh!!! bring the party to mama :P) and...a pile of school assignments -.-

Two weeks is teh time my dear mother is going to be away from her two gorgeous daughters. Such a shame, such a bless (?). Hope she doesn't read this, hahaha...Anyhow, what the future lies before us is impossible to see so, I will just wait and see what will happen during these 2 weeks ahead of me.

rusty, rusty picture from my oldest cousin's wedding fall 2005

Reread ;)

I'm sitting here in school reading this book Shanghai Baby (second time) for a Swedish litterature presentation in 10 days or so, and there is a line where it says that "an author buries the past in words" and it just struck me. I've never saw it that way, but I find it very true - for a good author, I mean. The thing, that they save all of their emotions for this book, where they just let everything out and then let everything go. They just leave it and move on to another masterpiece after they expressed themselves in the first. I find that very powerful. Maybe, that's because I am one of those "ennoying little things that can't give herself a break when something unexpected comes up". -.-

Anyhow, I've read this book before but I did not pay attention to this particular line back then. So, my advice to everyone out there is to reread books you've already read because you might have missed something that actually can have a big influence on your own life. Last year, one of my teacher (Ric Sims) said that "books you can read over and over again, because you change with time and therefore the book changes with you". I have to say, that I kind of get that now.

One of those messy weeks

How should I conclude the time passed? All I can come up with in words is, messy. Both good and bad mess, that I don't really have time to write stories about...However, I have time to tell my absence this in pictures. All inspired by The Last Goodnight's Pictures of You in my ears. :P

I've received two A:s last week xD. One in biology, so suck on that former biology teacher Annika Bengtsson!

Mini-opening at Gränby again, no free champagne this time but I was lucky I went...

otherwise I wouldn't had spotted my new romances. All I can say is love at first sight =)

Sis and I decided to eat breakfast with Rix Morronzoo (a morning radio show). However, Roger in the trio was on vacation so there was some guy called Erik that covered for him. Not as funny though...

Mummy wanted to go. I wanted to go. A Wednesday night. Mum is probably not here. I can probably not go if my weeks keep looking like the ones ahead. - Houston. We got a problem.

Oh, and for the record. I am officially a hot brunette again! :)